Thank you all for your support for this story, it means a lot to me. I have no life, so here's another chapter for you. And if anyone here is from the UK and would like to help a poor American out with her language, please PM me. It is a British show and I want to do it justice.

Disclaimer: If I owned Doctor Who, Rose and the Doctor would be married and have lots of little Time babies running around the TARDIS.

Chapter 2: Doctor? Is that you?

The first thing the Doctor did upon finding Rose Tyler, the great love of his 1200+ year life, on the floor of the TARDIS was let out on fast, loud sob. The second thing he did was yell at the Ponds to help him get her to the med bay. Amy and Rory, stunned to see the Doctor go white as a sheet upon seeing this mystery girl and then start crying of all things, took a second to register this.

"Amelia Pond, help me NOW!" Amy jolted, then ran over to the girl and helped the Doctor pick her up and carry her over to the hallway. The TARDIS, sensing her sister's presence, moved the med bay to directly in front of the Doctor.

"Thank you, old girl." He whispered before opening the door. He and Amy, followed by a confused looking Rory, set her down on the bed. For a moment, the Doctor just stared at the girl-Rose, Amy thought he had called her. Amy put her hand on his arm and saw a single tear slide down his face. It hung from his chin for a split second before dropping to land on Rose's cheek. At that moment, the girl's eyelashes fluttered. The Doctor quickly wiped his face and started moving with alarming speed around the room, grabbing devices Amy had never seen before and carrying them to the table next to Rose's bed.

"Doctor." Amy said. The Time Lord in question didn't even glance at her, and instead picked up some scanner thing and running it along Rose's still body. "Doctor!" She exclaimed. Amy wanted an explanation, and she wanted it now.

"What? Amelia, can't you see I'm busy?" The Doctor snapped back at her. He didn't seem angry, though. Amy thought she heard a note of desperation in his voice, and it was confirmed when he looked up at her.

"Sorry, Doctor, but...who is she?" The Doctor sighed and stopped moving. Placing the instrument carefully back on the table, he then collapsed into one of the comfy chairs littering the room. Amy sat down in another across from him and Rory in the one next to her.

"Her name is Rose Tyler. She...she's a former companion of mine. One who I thought I would never see again. She-oh, God," the Doctor's voice cracked on the last sentence. It was obvious that the man was trying to keep himself together. He was bent over with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Amy couldn't see his face but she was scared of the expression she would find on it.

"You love her." Rory didn't say it with any particular emotion, he just said it like a fact. Like it was obvious to anyone who looked at the Doctor. Of course, Amy thought. She hadn't realized, but looking back on the last few minutes, it should have been obvious, even to her. Especially to her! Amy Pond, the girl who thought she knew the Doctor better than anyone, and her husband had figured it out first!

"Yes. Yes, I suppose I do. But that's not the point, Rory! The point is that she shouldn't be here. She can't be here! It is impossible in every way for Rose Tyler to be in this universe, and that frightens me. She might not even be real! And you have no idea how much I want her to be real. If she's not real..." The Doctor had lifted his head while he was talking and fixed Rory and Amy with a stare full of pain and guilt and another emotion she couldn't quite place. He trailed off, staring at Rose's face. She looked peaceful, almost happy, but there were bags under her eyes and her skin had a quality to it that made Amy think of someone desperately ill.

"Doctor, is there something wrong with her? I mean, she seems very real and something feels...I dunno, off about her. Maybe you should check her for injuries." Amy pushed aside her many questions and vowed to ask them all later, but for now she was concerned for the safety of the girl that the Doctor loved. The Doctor nodded, leaping up from the chair and looking at the many instruments on the table.

"Amy?"

"Yes, Doctor?" She replied, wondering why he would need her for something he was obviously more than capable of doing.

"Can you...um, can you take her jacket and jeans off, please? I don't think she would want me to do it." Oh. That's why.

"Yeah, sure." Amy moved over to the bed and unzipped the girl's blue leather jacket, revealing a loose black tank top. Before she took it off, she slid Rose's jeans off as gently as she could. Then she removed the jacket and gasped at what she saw. Rose's arms were purple and black, mottled with bruising and there were dark red scars on her wrists. The bruising was also visible along the very tops of her thighs. Amy backed away slowly before turning to look at the Doctor. She was terrified at what she saw when she did.

The Doctor's face had darkened, his body had tensed up, and his had eyes filled with a rage so great Amy was sure the sight of him would cause any Dalek to flee in sheer terror. His breathing had sped up and it was obvious he was just barely stopping himself from doing something terrible. Amy approached the Doctor slowly, stepping in front of him and blocking Rose from his vision. His eyes locked onto hers. A storm was brewing in those green-gray eyes, and when she saw that, all Amy wanted to do was curl up in a ball and hide. But she forced herself to look at him and grabbed his shoulders.

"Doctor. Doctor, calm down. How are you doing to help Rose if you don't calm down?" The Doctor seemed to barely recognize her enough to register the words, but it was enough. He closed his eyes and relaxed his muscles, and she just let him stand there and breathe for a minute. He finally looked at her and nodded.

"Thank you, Amelia." He said in a soft voice. She nodded.

"Anytime." She let go of him and the Doctor started to move towards Rose again, but with much less urgency than before. "Rory, I think we should go. Is that okay, Doctor?" The Doctor nodded absently and began fiddling with his sonic screwdriver. Amy had no idea how that could help an injured girl, but figured that he knew what was best for Rose. She and Rory were about to leave the room when they heard a girl's voice coming from behind them.

"Where am I?" She sounded scared and lost, and Amy was severely tempted to go to her and comfort her. But then she heard the Doctor's voice.

"Rose, you're on the TARDIS. Do you remember how you got here?" Amy smiled and left the room, her hand in Rory's. The last thing they heard before the door swung shut behind them was Rose's weak voice calling, "Doctor? Is that you?"

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