AN: Allons-y!

Chapter 7

(Rose P.O.V)

As Rose stumbled away from the explosion, she kept wondering about the Doctor and Alice. Who were they? Why did they know so much? Are they ok? Although she wasn't quite sure whether or not she cared about their well-being. After all, they blew up her job. She quickly ran away, passing by a blue police box, not that she noticed.

She sat on her couch, watching the police report on the telly. She had the plastic arm on a chair next to her, still not quite sure what to do about it. "I know! It's on the telly!" Rose's mother, Jackie exclaimed to the person on the phone. "It's everywhere! She's lucky to be alive!" She exclaimed as she handed Rose a cup of steaming tea. "Honestly, it's aged her," Rose glared at her mum. "Skin like an old Bible. Walking in now, you'd think I was her daughter." Rose sighed. Any excuse to make herself look younger.

Mickey stormed into the flat saying, "I've been phoning your mobile! You could've been dead! It's on the news and everythin'!" Rose just stared at him solemnly. "I can't believe that your shop went up!" He continued. "I'm all right, honestly, I'm fine." She said as Mickey wrapped his arms around her roughly. "Don't make a fuss." He let go and asked, "Well, what happened?"

"I don't know."

"What was it though? What caused it?"

Rose sighed in exasperation. "I wasn't in the shop. I was outside. Didn't see anything."

Her mom started babbling about some interview. Typical, Mum trying to make money off of anythin'. Why can't she see there's more going on! Rose snatched the phone and ended the call. Jackie looked upset. "Well, you've got to find some way of making money. Your jobs kaput and I'm not bailing you out!" The phone rang again and she left the room, chatting about Rose. Rose sighed and moved around trying to get comfortable. Why can't they just leave me alone? Mickey tried to convince her to go to the pub for a drink, but Rose knew he just wanted to watch a match. She waved him off, telling him to dispose of the arm. Rose watched as he played around a bit and returned her attention to the screen.

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"That was a close one!" I exclaimed as we ran from the burning building.

"When did you learn to assemble a bomb?" The Doctor asked.

"Last night."

The Doctor sighed. "Well thank goodness. Now all we have to do is find that arm and track it to it's source."

"What did you think of Rose?" I inquired. He stared at me for a moment, then replied, "Ok."

"That's it?" I mocked. "Ok?"

"Why? Should I feel different Miss "I-Know-Everything-About-You-And-Your-Future"?"

I grinned knowingly. "Not yet."

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Meanwhile…

Mickey disposed of the arm in a wastebasket at the side of the road, not knowing the importance of the object he had tossed.

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(Rose P.O.V)

Again, the alarm goes off at 7:30 sharp, but today, Rose had no job to go to. She got up groggily and squinted at the sunlight.

She sat at a table while her mum spouted out different jobs she could take, but Rose wasn't listening. She was thinking of the two strangers, the Doctor and Alice. What was there role in this? Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the cat flap rustle. "Mum," She called. "You're such a liar. I told you to nail that cat flap down. We're gonna get strays!"

As Rose bent down to examine the flap, her mom replied angrily, "I did it weeks back!"

Rose was starting to get a bad feeling when she saw that the nails previously on the cat flap were scattered on the floor. The flap rustled again, startling her. As Rose bent down and pushed the flap forward, she saw a face she thought she would never see again.

The Doctor.