"I'll be right back" the Doctor said, almost tripping over himself to get away.
He felt terrible as he walked down the corridor, a gnawing sensation of worry and guilt down in his stomach. This was Rose, his old companion, the woman he... well. And she clearly needed some help, comfort, something had taken her out of her own universe and put her down in this one, clearly shaking her up along the way.
But the Doctor, protector of the universe, the oncoming storm, her friend, couldn't sit with her and hold her hand. No, he ran away, he let Amy take charge, trusting her supposedly nonexistent medical knowledge to take care of Rose.
He should probably keep an eye on Amy to see what other things that never existed turn up.
'I should be happy!'He thought to himself. Rose is back inside the TARDIS, upset, shaken, but mostly ok. 'Instead, I'm being a coward'.
Finally reaching the kitchen, he began searching for a glass, bowl, and one of those quick-clean flannels that he picked up in a marketplace, back in Donna's days.
As he reached into one of the cupboards, and felt the soft material already beginning its work on his muddy hands, he decided to start over.
'Go back in there, hold her hand, and make sure she knows everything will be alright.'
What could be simpler?
"I'll be right back!" The Doctor called behind him, disappearing into the hallway, leaving Amy alone with Rose.
"Doctor?" She called after him, but went unheard. She swore quietly under her breath, equally worried about the Doctor and annoyed at him. If this was the Rose, shouldn't he be happy? She knew he had strong emotions for her, perhaps was in love with her, yet he was running away.
Feeling Rose beginning to calm down, she let go of her wrist, and stood up. She had never been in this room before, and as she looked around she realised why.
It was clearly Rose's room. It was far too girly for the Doctor to have decorated himself, and she could women's clothes hanging in the wardrobe, the door slightly ajar. And scattered around she could see photos, lots of them, most of them of Rose with various people. She could see a picture of Rose with an older woman, who looked a bit like her, maybe her mum?
She walked around the room, giving everything a quick glance before moving on to the next. She quickly found herself on the other side of the bed, and saw on the dresser next to it two framed photos. One of her and a man in a leather jacket, with short dark hair and big ears, and another, of her with a brown haired man, in a blue pinstripe suit, with dark brown eyes, and a big smile, looking happily at Rose.
She heard a slight moan behind her, and turned round to see Rose trying to sit up in the bed.
"Shhh, take it easy, ok?" She said, trying to be comforting.
"Where am I?" Rose said quietly, looking around the room.
"In your bedroom, I think." Amy told her, and perched herself on the mattress. They both stayed quiet for a minute, and she found herself getting annoyed at the Doctor taking so long. "What's the last thing you remember?" She prompted.
Rose squinted in concentration. "I remember landing in the mud." She said, still quietly, somewhat husky from crying. "And that man picking me up, and taking me to that box. And then I was inside." She looked up at Amy for confirmation, and she nodded, awkwardly patting her hand.
"What about before that?" She asked. Rose was silent for a minute, eventually looking up at her and shaking her head in confusion.
"I can't remember." She said, her eyes starting to shine with moisture again.
"Ok, how about anything at all, anything before these last ten minutes?" She tried again, trying to not let the anxiety in her gut colour her expression.
"I can't remember anything!" Rose clarified, a tear rolling down her cheek. "There's nothing there!" She tried to get up, but Amy firmly put a hand on her shoulder, keeping her down.
"Lie down. You need to rest." She kept her voice steady, apparently the most in control person in the TARDIS right then.
Finally she heard footsteps approaching, and walked to the doorway, reaching it the same time as the Doctor did.
"How is she?" He asked, looking at Rose.
"She's calmed down a bit, but-" She started, stopping as he pushed past her, sitting down on the bed next to Rose.
"Rose, I'm the Doctor." He told her, carefully watching her as he stared into her eyes. "I've changed a bit since you last saw me, but it is still me."
He only received a blank look in return, and Rose looked up at Amy, then back to the Doctor. "Am I ill?" She asked, trying to sit up again, looking at the Doctor without recognition.
"Doctor," Amy said, drawing his attention back to her. "She doesn't remember anything before being in the mud out there. It's all gone." She told him.
He sat for a second, looking from Amy to Rose, trying to take in the information. Then he slowly lifted himself from the bed, and walked to the doorway. He didn't turn to look at either of them, just looked out.
"I need to move the TARDIS."
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