Chapter Four
Rose didn't really want to wake up. But she did, because she was thirsty. Very, very, very thirsty.
She usually kept a water glass by her bed, but when she looked for it, it wasn't there. She could've sworn that she had had it when she went to sleep, but it was gone.
She figured she or the Doctor had probably moved it elsewhere in the room, so she tried to get up.
She was about to stand up, when a voice said Stop!
"What?"
Stop.
"Who's there? Who's talking? Why are you telling me to stop?"
Hush, little one.
"Who are you? Where are you? Are you invisible?" Rose was slowly becoming scared of this mysterious voice.
Do not be afraid, little one. I am not here to hurt you.
"Where's the Doctor, then?"
The Doctor is asleep, as you should be. Go back to sleep.
"But who are you? Where are you? And how did you get on the TARDIS?"
How did I get on the TARDIS? Rose, I am the TARDIS.
Rose's jaw dropped. "You... you're the TARDIS? I didn't know the TARDIS could talk."
I'm not talking. I'm inside your head. Psychic connection.
"And when, may I ask, did I give you permission to go into my head?"
It's not like I haven't been in your head before. I translate alien languages for you, remember?
"Exactly. When did I give you permission to do any of that?"
Now is not the time to get into a debate about the ethical concerns of my psychic circuit. You need to sleep, little one.
"Honestly, stop calling me little! I'm nineteen years old!"
And I'm over a thousand years old.
"True... Wait. I thought the Doctor was only nine hundred years old."
Yes, and I was made about a hundred and fifty years before the Doctor was born.
"So you're one hundred and fifty years older than the Doctor?"
Yes, but to TARDISes and Time Lords, a hundred and fifty years is hardly anything... wait, why am I still talking to you? Go to sleep, Rose!
"I'm thirsty."
You can have something to drink in a little while, after the Doctor wakes up.
"When's that going to happen?"
Close your eyes, little one, and when you open them, he'll be here.
"What if I blink? That's closing and opening them."
Rose Tyler, you are something. Now shut up and go to sleep. You know you want to.
"I am rather tired." And with that, Rose rolled over and fell asleep again.
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Love always,
KWP