Companion's Sick Day
Chapter Two
Rose coughed harshly and groaned as she curled up tighter n the soft armchair of the library, the TARDIS had lit the fire in the large fireplace giving her extra warmth.
The Doctor had made breakfast, but only because the ship had made the toast and eggs for him while he made the tea. She sat at the table listening to him talk about what they could do without leaving the TARDIS.
Rose listened to how the old ship needed some basic maintenance done and it was safer to do thee while in the time vortex, she had offered her assistance but was turned down. So now she was here in the library, reading through one of the fictional books that got her attention.
Time drifted in the slow and bizarre way that it did inside the Time Lord's ship, the lights dimming down as the night cycle started to begin. The Doctor sighed and leaned back hearing, and feeling, his neck and back crack slightly as he stretched from being cramped up under the central column of the TARDIS, he heard her hum softly in his mind in feeling the repairs done.
He smiled and got up out from under the grating, "Well old girl, that'll keep you going for a little while longer"
The ship hummed and asked about his companion.
"She was in the library when I went for a few things in my room, why? Is she OK?" The Doctor asked, putting his suit jacket back on before putting his glasses and screwdriver back in his pocket.
He sighed and rubbed his eyes in hearing the ship's reply, "Should have guessed, but what can I do?"
The ship nudged him, telling him to go and find Rose and check on her while starting to make tea in the kitchen.
The Doctor shook his head, "I'm going, we'll need blankets and make the couch a little bigger for her..." He said as he walked along the corridor, the first door he tried, he found himself in the library.
"Rose?" He called softly, walking through the library with his footsteps echoing through the shelves. He soon found himself at the fireplace, seeing it had red hot flames coating the surrounding walls in the red glow with the heat washing over the couch nearby.
Rose had tucked herself up in the blankets, her head resting on the arm with the book laying open on the floor. She had managed to curl up tightly in the couch, even though the TARDIS had made it a little more comfortable for her to sleep on.
"Oh Rose" The Doctor muttered softly and walked over to her, stroking his hand along her cheek earning a soft moan from his companion.
"Must have been from that chap in the market... I'm sorry, I should have made sure you were OK after we left" He said softly as she woke up from the small nap, her eyes looking up at him.
"Doctor?" She croaked and coughed a little.
"Hey sleepy head, how are you feeling?" The Doctor asked with a grin, keeping his voice down and sat on the arm of the couch.
"Tired, head hurts... and it's cold" Rose muttered her answer and pulled the blankets up closer to her.
"Well can't have that now can we? Let's get you down to the sick bay" The Doctor replied, moving around and lifted Rose up into his arms blankets and all.
She squeaked in surprise before coughing harshly, moving her hands to rest around the back of his neck as he carried her out of the library.
He thanked the TARDIS for moving the sick bay closer to the library, he gently lowered Rose down onto one of the beds. In the brighter light, she looked pale with her cheeks flushing in a fever wincing at how bright it was in the room.
"I'm fine, just tired..." Rose muttered hiding her head under the blankets as the Doctor worked his way around the sick room.
"You don't look or sound like it Rose, let's get you checked out... we can go back to your mother's if you want" The Doctor's reply was muffled by the blankets that covered Rose's ears. "Come on, let me check your temperature then we can go to the kitchen for some soup... the TARDIS is cooking" He said tugging at the blankets and smiled softly as Rose glared at him tiredly.
With some minestrone soup and bread, and moved into Rose's room. The blonde girl curled up under her covers and blankets on the bed with the Doctor sat next to her, a book opened on his lap with his glasses perched on the end of his nose.
"What are you reading?" Rose asked, sitting up a little to lean against him.
The Doctor looked down and moved his arm around to hold her close, "Just re-reading something really, one of the Agatha Christie books that's in the library" He replied, turning the page with his free hand. "Would really love to meet her one day, ask her about her books... see the cunning and wit that captures thousands of people that dare to read her books over the centuries"
Rose groaned and hid her face into his shirt, sniffing a little as she listened to him go on about what famous people he would love to meet one day.
"Doctor" She croaked.
"- just something about British, with these little tea cakes... yes Rose?" The Doctor said looking down at his companion.
"Go back to your book so I can sleep" Rose muttered, into his chest before turning away and sneezed a few times.
The Doctor smiled softly and rubbed her back as she blew her nose, "Sure Rose, rest is the best thing for when you have the flu" He said as she curled up against him.
He was glad that the scans came back with the normal human flu, nothing alien about it. Just plenty of fluids and rest will help her get through it.
Rose nodded and tucked up against him, bringing up her blankets as much as she could before falling into a deep sleep to get away from the aches of the flu.
