A/N - Hello again! Thank you to everyone that followed, favorited, and reviewed! I'm a little sad thatno one was able to guess where I was going with the clouds... But knowing me, it was as plain as day to me while everyone else around me was like "Whaaaaat?" So lemme gice you guys a little hint...who said I was sticking to switching around chapters in season 2 when every season is up for grabs?...Enjoy. Sorry for the long gap I was on vacation with no internet. Anyway, I'm watching the Christmas special right now...I'll be crying in about an hour...
Disclaimer - Seriously though...not mine...
With the Doctor changed into pajamas, a chore that Rose had set Mickey to, and tucked into bed, Rose settled on the end of his bed and began to tell her mother and Mickey what had happened aboard the TARDIS. Rose began to tremble slightly as she recalled the worry she had for the TARDIS, she had protested greatly to the Doctor's need for speed. Her fear for the TARDIS, however, was overshadowed by her fear for the Doctor when he suddenly became serious and told her that something had gone wrong with the regeneration.
"It was like I didn't even know him, mum." Rose confided in her mother once Mickey had gone to make them some tea. Rose was staring out the window, watching the rain create streaks on the glass.
"Stop that." Jackie told her gently, turning Rose and wrapping her arm around her as she began to cry. "You told Mickey and me that he was the Doctor, right?" she asked and Rose nodded. "And you mean it?" Another nod. "Then stop worrying! That's the Doctor and once he wakes up, you two will be off. Whether I like it or not." She muttered.
"You should've seen him. The Doctor I know would've been in control of the situation, in a way. He would've handled himself better. He didn't have a thought about me or whether I'd get hurt or not." Rose finished, pointing at the Doctor lying in the bed.
"Well then. When he wakes up, he can get a proper smack from me after we sort this out." Jackie told her, pulling Rose in for a tight hug. Before Rose could respond, Mickey came bounding into the room, looking a right mess.
"Mickey? What's wrong?" Rose asked him, walking over.
"The rain."
"Yeah, what about it?"
"It's going up." He finished and Rose felt her eyes widen. She rushed back to the window and, lo and behold, the rain was falling up. Before she had time to process this bit of information, lightning flashed and suddenly the room began to shake and jolt as if they were experiencing an earthquake. Mickey and Jackie screamed as Rose scrambled to reach the Doctor, who had fallen from the bed. She reached him just as the shaking stopped. He was laying on his stomach a ways from the bed, still unmoving.
"Rose." Jackie said shakily as her daughter struggled to flip the unconscious man. For a skinny bloke, he sure was heavy.
"A little busy mum."
"I know it was getting late but it wasn't night was it?" she continued, walking over to the window.
"No." Mickey told her, walking up behind her.
"What are you two going on about?" Rose asked, finally flipping the Doctor over. She gasped when she noticed a flicker of emotion flash across his face. It wasn't much, but it was something.
"Rose, you really should look at this." Mickey pressed.
"How 'bout instead of looking out the window, you two give me a hand, yea?" Rose asked, looking over at them. They were standing in front of the window, frozen. Worried, Rose relented and stood, carefully resting the Doctor's head on the floor. She walked over and looked over Mickey's shoulder.
"Oh my god." She gasped.
"Rose, please tell me that isn't what I think it is?" Jackie begged, not able to tear her eyes away from the view in front of her.
"That's the moon." Rose said finally before rushing towards the door to the flat. She reached for the door knob when Mickey's voice rang out.
"No! You can't! The air will get sucked out!" he begged.
Rose resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him. "The door isn't exactly airtight. If the air was gonna rush out, it would have already." She finished, resting her hand on the knob. Rose turned and flashed the pair a huge smile. "Anyone fancy a look at the moon?"
Rose felt a little odd doing this. She was staring out at the beautiful planes of the moon with no one holding her hand. She looked down at her empty hand and her eyes shone as the excitement wore off and she remembered that the Doctor was still laid up in bed, well, the floor. She clenched her fist and sniffed, she couldn't start crying. She had to be strong for whatever was coming next.
Rose looked out at the surface of the moon again, leaning on the railing in front of her as she remembered what the Doctor had said about what was going to happen. He had said that he would change. Change how? And how drastically. From what she had seen, personality certainly was one that changed. The Doctor loved to smile and he was far more manic than before. His appearance also changed. That one quite a bit, Rose noted with a small blush. What else would change, would he not want her on the TARDIS anymore?
"How is the air staying in?" Jackie asked, walking up behind her, pulling Rose from her thoughts.
"Just be glad it does." She replied with another sniff.
"Brilliant question, Jackie!" a voice called from behind them. Rose froze, she had hardly known it and yet the voice was already so familiar to her. "How is the air staying in?" he repeated, walking forward. Rose turned when he walked up beside her, bending down to grab a piece of concrete that had fallen off of the railing. He looked silly in the white pinstripe pajamas Mickey had put him in. They seemed to be a tad too small for him, yet they fit him perfectly. The look was completed with a sweeping blue dressing gown that reached his mid-calf.
She watched as he threw the piece of concrete away from the building. A few feet in front of them, the piece went through a barrier, sending blue ripples out in its wake.
"A force field?" Rose asked, looking up at the Doctor.
The Doctor smiled down at her and opened his mouth to speak. Instead of words, he let out a loud groan as his face contorted in pain and he doubled over.
"You woke me up too early. I'm still regenerating. I'm bursting with energy." He gasped, walking backward and sinking down against a wall. The group watched with wide eyes as a puff of gold dust came from the Doctor's mouth and floated upwards and away.
"The hell was that?" Mickey asked, his voice shaking a bit.
"Regeneration energy. Rose saw it when I-" his sentence was cut off by another loud groan. "Oh, my head. I'm having a neural implosion. I need."
"What do you need?" Jackie interrupted.
"I need."
"Say it. Tell me. Tell me. Tell me." She said quickly.
"I need."
"Painkillers?"
"I need."
"Do you need aspirin?"
"I need."
"Codeine? Paracetamol? Oh, I don't know, Pepto-Bismol?" While Jackie was questioning him, the Doctor saw three large black spaceships pass over the estate. His eyes widened and he spoke faster, trying to get out what he needed to say.
"I need."
"Liquid paraffin. Vitamin C? Vitamin D? Vitamin E?"
"I need."
"Is it food? Something simple. Bowl of soup. A nice bowl of soup? Soup and a sandwich? Soup and a little ham sandwich?"
"I need you to shut up." The Doctor panted.
"Oh, well he hasn't changed that much has he?" Jackie asked Rose and Mickey.
"We haven't got much time. If I recognize those ships," the Doctor motioned weakly behind them with his head. "And if I'm right, which I most likely am, then those are Judoon ships. I don't know what they are here for but I'd rather be on my feet when I do." The Doctor felt something bump his thigh, he reached into the pocket of the dressing gown and pulled out an apple. "Why is there an apple in my dressing gown?"
"Oh, that's Howard. Sorry." Jackie told him.
"He keeps apples in his dressing gown?"
"Doctor!" Rose cried, exasperated. "What do you need?"
The Doctor looked up at her, dropping the apple. "Oh, I need a cup of tea."
"Tea?" Mickey asked, disbelieving.
"Just the thing for healing the synapses." The Doctor replied happily, with a cheeky smile. He cried out again and Rose moved to catch him before he crumpled on the ground. "Brain collapsing. Judoon. Tea, quickly. Preferably sweet." He added before passing out again.
Jackie gaped at his last remark. "Tellin' me to shut up. He can have whatever tea I find." She said angrily before turning to go inside, leaving Mickey and Rose to get the Doctor back to bed. As they did, Rose saw the Judoon ships land a ways away from the estate.
After getting the Doctor settled back into bed, Rose walked into the kitchen to see if her mother needed any help. Jackie turned slightly when she heard Rose enter the room.
"The water was still warm from when Mickey came to make tea earlier." Jackie explained as she put a tea bag into the mug in front of her. Rose walked over and picked up the box, her nose wrinkled at the type of tea.
"Green Tea?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
"He asked for something sweet."
"He told me to shut up." Jackie said before she turned with the mug in her hand. Rose jumped and Jackie screamed and dropped the mug as two Judoons stormed into the small flat. A Judoon without his helmet one followed the pair in.
"Commence scan." It grunted. The other two went towards Jackie and Mickey, who had come from the Doctor's room, while the leader shined a blue light in her face. "Human."
"Human."
"Human." They all grunted and turned the scanner around to reveal a marker on the end and drew an x on their right hands. Rose panicked when they went down to the other rooms of the flat. She followed after the one that made its way to the Doctor's room.
"Wait, please!" she cried as she entered the room. The Judoon was already scanning the unconscious Doctor, ignoring her outburst. Rose watched helplessly as the scanner dinged and the Judoon looked at the read out.
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