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"No you're not," rose said strongly but with a whimper in her voice. "I won't let you do anything like that."

"Of course I am. Don't be silly. But first..." Quirbuti Laciell walked slowly towards Rose. "First I want to have some fun..." He smiled curly.

"What do you mean?" Rose was scared. She was convinced that she wasn't scared, but she really was.

Quirbuti Laciell walked over to Rose and kissed her on the mouth. Rose stiffened and pushed at him.

Quirbuti Laciell stopped and stared at her. "I -" he choked out. Rose stared at him confusedly.

"What?" she kept staring with her eyes.

"I – think I just crossed a line I shouldn't have crossed." He looked sheepish. Rose wanted to get away from him. He reminds her of her mother. This is a bad thing.

Her entire body heaved when his teeth hit her neck. He still seemed sheepish. She feels his teeth pierce through her flesh. Her neck aches.

"Don't do this."

And then he didn't.

Quirbuti Laciell stopped. He pulled back. He looked into her eyes.

"I am so sorry, madam. I must feed. I must."

He was crying with his large soulful eyes.

Just then the door burst wide open.

The Doctor stormed in, eyes ablaze, covered in the blood rain that showed he has just been outside not even a moment ago. Rose could see him trembling with rage from her position half cradled in Quirbui Laciell's arms. "Rose!" he called out. Quirbuti Lacill flinched and let go of her. Rose dropped to the ground with a thud. Her arse hurt when it connected with the ground. The Doctor rounded on Quirbuti Laciell, the alien criminal looking as if he was ready to attack the doctor before him.

Quibuti Laciell launched himself at the Doctor, but the doctor was too fast for him. He raised his Sonic screwdriver before him and Rose could see it light up and shine blue.

Quirbuti Laciell dropped to the ground, both hands clutching at his mouth. He was whimpering.

The doctor went over to Rose, keeping the screwdriver pointed behind him at the evil madman.

"It's okay now Rose. You're safe. You see, I know that he's a vampire. Vampires fangs are very sensitive to sonic emissions. So long as I keep the screwdriver on, he won't be able to move. Let me see your neck."

The Doctor's fingers felt up and down her sore neck. Despite the pain, Rose leanded into the touch, despite the pain, desperate for the doctor's touch. She hoped that during his examination he wouldn't notice the cuts that she had been cutting into her soft flesh. They were also hurting but she ignored them too.

"He bit you. Rose, this might be a problem." The Doctor began.

"Whatever do you mean, Doctor?" her voice was high pitched.

"I mean that he was a vampire." The Doctor continued.

"A what?"Rose questioned.

"A vampire." The Doctor concluded.

"What does that entail?" Rose was worried.

"They're a sect of the population that the Venlafaxans had thought had been extinct now, except they're obivously not. Instead of eating vegetables and cooked meat like a normal person does, they drink people's blood for sustinance and unfortunately he has transferred his condition on to you because if they drink someone's blood and the person doesn't dies in the process the person whose blood they are drinking also becomes a vampire." the doctor explained.

The doctor's eloquent explanation made Rose quite unnerved and upset and unhappy. She touched at the wounds on her neck except suddenly there weren't any wounds there they were already healed! Rose gasped, "They're gone!"

"What are gone?" he questioned.

"The bite marks!" she choked out.

"Yes, the vampires secrete a chemical that causes their wounds to disappear from living tissue quite quickly. It's so that they can share blood with one another in times of need without unduly hurting one another." the doctor explained again.

"So I'm a vampire now??" she gasped warily.

"Unfortunately, yes." The Doctor resigned.

At this point the Venlafaxan police arrived and the Doctor stepped away from Rose and went to deal with them. While he was busy getting Quirbuti laciell put back in prison, rose sat on the ground and let her heart sink into her stomach with burning worry.

What did it mean that she was a vampire? Was it incurable? Was she going to spend her life eating other people? Why her? Why had the Doctor not arrived in ti – she cut that one off, it was best not to go out of her way to blame the Doctor. How was she going to continue living now that her life had changed irrevocably probably for the worse?

The police handcuffed Quirbuti Laciell and took him out of the room. The doctor came back to crouch at Rose's side, a hand rubbing softly at her back. He knew she was in shock and was trying to help her calm down and cope with the stress she was now under. She wanted to lean against him but knew that he was immortal and a time lord and it was probably a bad idea to show her true feelings for him since he would live much longer than she would and there was no way a relationship between them could work out.

"We're going to go back to the tardis now, allright?" the Doctor told Rose and she nodded her ascension to him. He kept in physical contact on the walk back because it was obvious he knows how her heart was pounding and it felt like the world was ending. Rose didn't want to eat people.

"Listen, he said when they got to the doors of the tardis, there are ways around this. You're going to be alright Rose. I'll explain how your life is going to change and you'll see it isn't as bad as you're convinced it is right now. Believe me."

The doors opened and the pair of them went inside. The doctor took his hand off of Rose's shoulder and went over to a console and pulled up some information on vampirism.

"Now the first thing you should know is that you are now immortal."

Internally, Rose felt her heart rise back from the acid and semi-digested food of her stomach and into its rightful place protected between her ribs and cushioned in her lungs.