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The Doctor stood at the controls thinking about how Rose was taking his new appearance and his new personality. He had done it all for her. He had thought about the type of man that would and could love her as she needed or wanted to be loved. He cared about Rose Tyler more then any of his other companions. She had seen the best and worst of him.
"A quid for your thoughts." said Rose as she entered the control room.
He turned his head and smiled at the beautiful blonde that had been at the wrong place at the wrong time. He smiled gently at her. "I was just thinking about how things have changed over our time together." Rose leaned back against the control panel and her brow frond slightly. "Oh Rose it isn't like that at all! It's I'm the same man you know that, but I'm also a whole different person. I'm getting to know myself again just like you're getting to know me again." She nodded. "So where do you want to go?"
"What about a museum?" asked Rose.
He smiled. "A museum it is!" said the Doctor and he ran around pushing buttons and pulling leavers. He propped his foot up on the controls and pushed a button down as he pushed down the button on the left. Rose held onto the panel as the TARDIS spun through the Time Vortex.
The TARDIS shook and landed rather bumpily onto the ground shaking her passengers. Rose smiled at the Doctor at his new attire. He wore brown suit with blue pinstripes and a tie with a pair of sneakers. He slipped on his long tan ankle length coat that he told her he had gotten from Janice Joplin.
He pulled opened the door and they stepped out the 1950's blue police public phone box. He turned and locked the door behind him. "They'll think it's part of the museum. Let's go." He took her hand and they walked through the crowd.
The Doctor stopped at several pieces. "Wrong. Wrong." He said pointing several artifacts. "Very wrong that's Egyptian not Aztec." He ran over to a glass case happy tp see the centuries old vase. "Oh one of mine!"
Rose walked over to the Doctor and stood beside and looked into the glass case. It was beautiful white clay water pitcher with circle writing in fine detail.
"It's beautiful. What do the symbols mean? I've seen several of them around the TARDIS."
"It's Gallifreyan writing. I had designed it for King Tut's wife as a wedding present. Oh look they got the era right! Smart humans."
"You knew him well. I mean King Tut?"
The Doctor smiled, "I knew him very well. He was a good king and very smart man." He grabbed Rose's hand and they went to different part of the museum.
Rose couldn't help but laugh each time he told her that the pieces were in the wrong the era or that the years were not correct. She found it rather funny and in some ways rude.
He held out her hand and skipped through the art gallery pointing out the small details that he told each artist to add. He spun around when they reached the statue part of the museum.
"I love this part of the gallery." He told her and grabbed her hand jerking her along to get there quicker.
"Doctor you're acting like a kid in a toy section of a market store." said Rose with a giggle.
"Oh goody the Roman area!" He said and bounced on the heels of his feet. "I like toys. Toys are fun. You can fly an airplane, bounce on bouncy balls. Oh! Oh and you can skip a skipping rope. Or play football! I love football! We'll have to go to a game! Can we? Can we? Please!"
She laughed, "Yes we can go to a football game."
He smile at his companion and turned his attention back to the statues.
Rose smiled brightly at her Doctor. She had to admit to herself this version himself was more spunky and carefree, but she would hate to see the On Coming Storm in this personality. She knew it was going to strong and strike fear in those that crossed him.
"I like this one." said Rose looking at it carefully.
The statue was of a woman her hair pulled back in a bun at the nape of her neck with a small head dress that held it in place. Then her face was finally detailed that was extremely life like with detailed to her hands that held flowers and the roman styled dress detailed even down to the smallest crease in the dress.
"Doctor." said Rose trying to get his attention from looking at a statue of a naked man. "Doctor."
He turned and walked over the few steps. He slipped on his square shaped "Brainy Glasses," he studied it carefully. "It looks a great deal like you Rose." He looked at the information about the statue. "The image of this beautiful woman was found in a lovely garden in the center of red roses. It is rumored that the man who did the sculpture loved the young woman for which is easily shown by the greatest of detail. A small engraving at the base is a slight reminder of the man that loved her with such endearment that will forever be remembered within this statue of a beautiful rose."
"Does it tell you what was engraved on the base of the statue?" asked Rose.
The Doctor squatted down until he could get a closer looked at the base of the words. He didn't want to read it from the information slot.
This is a Rose so well in beauty that no man can imagine for each petal is beautiful in tiniest of crease. A Rose of loving hearts that beats for only one. A lonely man for which she gave each beat of her hearts in with so sacrificed her life for love only to return even more beautiful of each petal of her Rose. The man designed her in the greatest of detail as a reminder of her beauty that only beat for his hearts alone. A statue of his forever loving Rose.
The Doctor's hearts stopped when caught the tiniest of the information between the sentences. "Hearts, lonely man, return and forever, loving Rose." Then he saw his name written in Gallifreyan, that no-one would know thinking it was only a design. The Doctor stood up turned around and removed his glasses. He stuck them inside his breast pocket.
"Doctor are you all right?" asked Rose noticing how his face went slightly pale.
"I'm always all right." he told her holding out his hand. She smiled and took it. "Onward to another place."
Rose knew right then something was wrong, because his body stiffened slightly. She smiled and nodded her head. She knew not to bring it up what was brothering him because he would never tell her. Rose squeezed his hand gently, and they left the museum. The Doctor knew they would have to go to Rome sooner or later because it was after all set in stone. His Stone Rose.
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