The CoD

Chapter 3: Is that meant to be an apology?

He found her in the library. She was curled up in a corner, apparently absorbed in a book. Her eyes were red and puffy.

"You've been crying." He said quietly.

Rose looked up at the Doctor, standing at the end of the long wooden shelf. He walked slowly towards her.

"What's the matter?" he asked slowly.

"Nothing." She stated, and then tried to disguise a sniff.

"That's not true. You've been crying."

"No I haven't." she said stubbornly.

"The TARDIS told me."

"TARDIS!" she moaned, and the TARDIS hummed her apology.

"So, what's the matter?" he asked again.

Rose stood up carefully and placed the book back on the shelf. She turned back to the Doctor.

"I'll tell you what the matter is. The matter is THAT YOU BRING US TO A SPACESHIP IN THE FUTURE, SNOG UNCROWNED QUEENS, AND RISK YOUR LIFE AND EVERYONE ELSE'S FOR ONE BLOODY FRENCH WOMAN! AND THEN YOU INVITE HER BACK TO THE TARDIS! NEVER MIND ME, YOU JUST SHOVE ME OUT OF THE WAY FOR THE NEXT WOMEN, ONE PRETTIER AND CLEVERER AND CALLS YOU 'HER DOCTOR' AND 'HER LONELY ANGEL' AND IS ALL LIKE 'OH, MY DOCTOR, COME DANCE WITH ME' MUH MUH MUH! I thought we were…" she said, her voice softening. "I thought you…but I was obviously wrong." She finished, through a new set of fresh tears. She turned away from him, in hope of hiding them.

"But Rose…I never…I didn't…we weren't…" he stuttered.

"No, of course you weren't, you just snogged her, got drunk, danced all night together, jumped through a time window, not knowing if you could ever get back, and invited her back here with us!" she ended on a shriek, turning back towards him, not even caring about the tears anymore. He opened his mouth to say something, but she cut him off.

"Don't even bother." She hissed, and pushed past him, out of the library, and ran down the long corridor, leaving behind a dumbstruck Doctor and a tutting TARDIS.