Chapter 2:
Several hours later he returned from his holiday dinner with the Lakes. Though he sounded happy, I could hear the sadness in his voice. The last time he did that was with me, mum, and Mickey. While he was gone I decorated the TARDIS a little bit for holidays.
"Where did this tree come from?" He asked the seemingly empty TARDIS.
The TARDIS hummed a little bit in response.
"That is a very nice trick, you old girl. Merry Christmas." He said to the time machine, though I am quite certain he doesn't know what she said.
I smiled all the same. The TARDIS was on my side. She was going to help me help The Doctor. It was good to know that I had an ally on the inside. I was going to need a lot of help to protect my Doctor when the time comes. I thanked her silently while I lay in my bed.
Suddenly the door to my room was opening, all I could do was roll out on the far side of the bed as silently as I could. When I hit the floor I crawled under the bed.
I peeked out through the bed skirt to see what the daft alien was doing.
"Merry Christmas Rose, wherever you may be." He slowly looked around the room, his voice laden with longing and sorrow. "I never treated you the way you deserved to be. Took your presence for granted."
My eyes went wide. Every ounce of my being wanted to pop out from where I hid and comfort him. It was a Herculean effort to stay where I was.
He sighed as he stepped over the entryway and strode across toward the bed and sat on it. He was so skinny that he hardly made a dent in the mattress. His long legs reached the floor though and I could see his off white sneakers.
"I know you are probably happy with the Other Doctor. But I wish you were here with me. I should have said this a long time ago. Rose Tyler, I... ugh. I'm talking to air. Going to that holiday party was a terrible idea. I could sense her there. Wishful thinking. Ha, look at that. The more time I spend on this planet the more I act like them. Oh, Rose. What did you do to me? I am nothing more than half the man I once was." He stood up and slowly paced around the room.
His large hands were in his soft chestnut brown hair. He was the most attractive man I ever met. Though he has worn many faces. It don't matter though. He had my heart the moment we watched the Earth get swallowed by the sun. Although he is not in a state of grace, he is in such a delicate state of mind. He was the loneliest man in the universe. And that made him vulnerable at the same time it makes him the most dangerous man in the universe. If anyone crossed him now, the best of luck to them. The Doctor may not be the most violent person, but his great prowess in peaceful warfare will make one regret ever meeting him. Like when he faced down The Master in the year that never was. When The Doctor gets determined to do something, it is nearly impossible to stop him. Soon he will do just that. It is why I am here. I am here to stop him from doing something that he will regret.
The pacing around the room and ruffling his hair in an agitated manner calmed him down eventually. Maybe he was a little too calm with a little bit of longing mixed in, because he returned to the bed and fell asleep. There was not much I could do in this situation. If this was any other situation I would have made a run for it while he was sleeping, but he is a light sleeper. And he can't know that I am here. Eventually I also went to sleep, but I kept myself on high alert, just in case.