Sorry for not updating a lot sooner it has been way too long sorry but… Life gets in the way. I had exams and waaaay to much homework for single eight grader :/ WELL now I'm a freshman… great. More homework. Oh well here's the next chapter. Thanks SavingShepard and Hatter Sammy for following!
Chapter 6
They stare at each other in silence. The Doctor's two hearts beat rapidly, and Rose's totally human number of one heart does too. "R-R-Rose?" The Doctor is afraid to blink, afraid to reach out and touch her incase this was just a cruel trick his brain was playing on him.
Rose is lying in bed watching some crap telly, probably one of those dumb reality TV shows about a nanny. (Totally respectable job though) It's obvious she's been crying, because her usual black mascara leaves dark trails down her cheeks. Her hair is a mess and she was probably in bed all day. There are tissues thrown here and there, along with a box of nearly empty chocolates. "John?" she says," Oh lord now I'm seein' bloody ghosts,"
"N-No Rose, it-it's me the Doctor," He's getting choked up, and he has a lump in his throat. He coughs," Who's John?" He asks. Rose starts to sob, her shoulders shaking. The Doctor immediately goes to her and puts his arm around her, awkwardly hugging her around the candy wrappers and tissues. "Doctor… How-are you- here?" She asks between sobs.
"I figured it out by accident. I can give you the details later. For now, just tell me what's happened. My dear Rose, why are you so sad. Why isn't my metacrisis here to comfort you? Has he hurt you? I swear if he hurt you-" Rose cuts him off and stops crying and says with obvious hurt in her voice, "Doctor. He's dead. John- the metacrisis- whatever, he's gone. Forever. Died in a godforsaken alley. I loved him, and he was ripped away from me. Doctor, I loved him so much, so much, so much," The Doctor holds her and rocks her back and forth as she repeats it over and over, "so, so much," she starts to cry more heavily than before.
Time passes, but he still holds her and she still cries.
Eventually all of her tears are shed, and no more will come. "He died in my arms," she voice is horse and not even a whisper. She sniffs and turns her head to look at the Doctor. "Have you ever seen the light fade in someone's eyes as you hold them close?"
The Doctor looks away from her gaze and stares off into space, "Far too many times, Rose. Far too many times."