Changing The Rules
Here's a short chapter to tide you all over until I have the time to write and post more of the story. I hope to have more time this coming week. Enjoy :)
The Fourth Doctor, while lying beside Rose, watched her as she slept. He was still in amazement at the fact that they had actually made love. It had felt so natural, so right, that he didn't stop to think of the consequences. Although he knew that she was in love with him at the moment, he also knew that she was still in love with her Doctor. He knew that this love between them couldn't last. She would have to go back to the Sixth Doctor, while he would have to move on. The question was, would he be able to break her heart by leaving her and returning her to her Doctor? He knew the answer to that as soon as he thought the question.
The answer was yes. For he knew deep down that, no matter how much he loved Rose, he was not and never would be in love with her. She could never replace his one and only true love, Sarah Jane Smith. In his personal timeline, it had been only a week since he had dropped Sarah Jane back off on Earth, before being summoned to Gallifrey. It hadn't taken long to solve that trouble with the Master, but as soon as he had left Gallifrey, he had been summoned by his Twelfth incarnation, the Valeyard. He despised the Valeyard for all he stood for and dreaded the thought of what may happen in his own future timeline that would inevitably lead him to become the Valeyard.
His thoughts were interrupted by Rose beginning to awaken. He needed more time to think, so he pretended that he was still asleep. He felt her get up out of bed and heard the bathroom door close. As soon as he heard the shower running, he opened his eyes and lay with his hands behind his head, deep in thought. If he was truthful with himself, he knew that being just physically amazing together wouldn't be enough for him. He craved the mental and emotional parts of the relationship more than the physical. With Sarah Jane, he had the mental and emotional connections that he craved. He wished now that he had taken things one step further to see what the physical part of the relationship would have been like with her. He had held himself back in fear of losing her, his best friend. It was only when he had said goodbye to her that he had let himself realize that he was in love with her. By then it had been too late. He had vowed that he would return for her. He wasn't about to break that vow, no matter that Rose had come into the picture.
Feeling certain about his course of action, he got up from his bed and headed to the console room. He typed in a set of coordinates, saved it into a special file, and marked it in such a way that only his twelfth incarnation would know to read it, remember it, and pass it along to Rose's Doctor. With that taken care of, he pressed a few buttons to activate the time rotor with those same coordinates. In a short time, they would be on the planet called Pauate and so would the Sixth Doctor.
