Rose was left in her room, alone and next to the table with her was a picture of her and John. She slowly touched the face on the picture, smiling. The man had said he was Doctor so would that mean the Doctor would have been just like her husband? Loving? Caring? Soft hearted even though he tried to hide it? Rose shook her head, not knowing what to think anymore.
She resented the Doctor for leaving her there, for making her stuck with just a copy when she only wanted the original. She wondered if she would have been pregnant still even with the Doctor as the original father. She sighed, still not knowing what to do, what to say. John had said he loved her; did the Doctor still love her? He told her he did countless times since she has been here, but did he really mean it? Did his hearts still belong to her? Or did the man just pity her? Telling her he loved her just because the human him had died?
Charlie said that John wasn't posed to die, that somebody had done it in purpose, killed the man, the man who she loved.
"Knock, Knock," Doctor said as he leaned at her doorway, a huge smile on his face. Rose couldn't help but smile herself at the same antics the good Doctor still had even after two years. His smile reminded of her John and there she felt tears again fill her eyes and fall. "Rose, please don't cry," the Doctor begged as he quickly walked toward her and pulled her to his chest.
Rose smelled his jacket, it smelled like John's did and that thought only brought her to cry again just at this point it looked like she was sobbing heavily.
"You are so much like him," Rose muttered, but loud enough for the Doctor to hear that he quickly kissed her on top of her head, his arms tightening around her.
"Rose, we weren't that different," Doctor said. "Has the stormy forecast stopped yet?" Rose playfully smacked him on the chest as her tears left and she heard him say an 'ouch'.
"Why? Why did you live, Doctor?" Rose asked as she lifted her head and looked at the Doctor who looked lovingly down at her.
"John didn't tell you?" Doctor questioned.
"He didn't want to," Rose answered. "Said that if he thought about it he would even make me go back and find ya. But he wanted me too, to spend his only life with me, love me."
"Well, if I was him I also would be that selfish," Doctor said. "Rose, you needed to live and with me we wouldn't have a family, we wouldn't have security."
"Doctor, when had I ever had security?" Rose asked him.
"Before you met me, at that time you were really pushy and always getting in trouble, with me getting you out of course," Doctor replied, another wide smile on his face. Rose laughed slightly. "You should laugh more, it's beautiful." Rose felt a blush spread on her cheeks again. She then felt guilty for feeling what she was feeling and pushed away from a confused but somehow an understanding Doctor. "Not ready yet?"
"I can't," Rose said to him. "You are him, but you don't what we did. You are not even my child's real father even though somehow you are. I am sorry, I am just confused." Rose didn't look at him but she could feel his sadness.
"I understand," the Doctor said sadly. "Just Rose, I didn't want to leave you but I didn't want to place you in danger anymore. I thought you would be happy with a copy, a human copy of me. I didn't mean to bring you more sorrow."
"I know," Rose said as she looked up smiling. "But life isn't always fair. And Doctor, I loved the danger. All I cared about that it was with you that I was with. Did you even try to be happy?"
"I did but I kept seeing you," Doctor answered as he too smiled. "Loved you a lot. Could you believe it? The only and now not anymore the Last Time Lord in loved with what I used to call a 'stupid ape'."
"You know that did hurt," Rose informed him, making the Doctor smile wider.
"I knew but it was funny to make you red with anger," Doctor said to only run away before a pillow was thrown at him. Rose played with pillow in her hand.
"Rose, if something ever happened to me, promise me you will be happy," John said as he grabbed his wife's hand. "Promise me you will find the Doctor. We are the same and he will be stupid not to still love ye."
"I promise John," Rose said softly and cuddled closer to John who kissed the top of her head.
"How do you think the little baby will look?" John asked. "How do you think it will look when it regenerates?"
"John, shut up," Rose said as she closed her eyes. Rose didn't know that was the last night she was going to be held by her husband.
"I promise," Rose said softly.
"You know, people will think you are crazy for talking to yourself," a female American voice said. Rose looked to see Charlie who had a huge smirk on her face. "I better tell Mickey something is wrong with you. How bout the Doctor?"
"Shut up…'Commander'," Rose mocked.
"Oi!" Charlie said as she placed her hand on her left heart. "That hurts, that really hurts. I have a name you know and my heart can only take so much."
"You have another," Rose said.
"Hey, all cause I have two doesn't mean I have more feelings to give. You know how crazy that would be," Charlie replied. "Martha made food but I wouldn't trust it. Jack said she rarely cooks for a reason." Rose laughed as she followed Charlie to the kitchen to eat.
Doctor came out of his room to see Rose laughing next to Charlie and he smiled.
"You are actually smiling a lot," Anna said as she also smiled.
"Not jealous?" Doctor asked.
"Nope, you are like an older, older brother to me mate," Anna said as she punched the Doctor on his arm lightly. "Plus, you deserve to be happy." Doctor nodded his head, agreeing.
"I do, don't I?" Doctor said to himself.
"Can you lot hurry up!" two female voices shouted loudly, the female voices of Charlie and Rose. "We are starvin' here!"
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