This is a bit of an odd inbetween-y chapter I'm afraid. I apologise if the bits to do with Daleks is muddly, but I'm not so strong on the action part of a story, that's the weakest part of my plots. Anyway, hope you like it, and thankyou to all reviewers, particularly the advice, much appreciated, and I will try to use it :)

Rose stretched and yawned, and rolled over in bed to look at the little alarm clock perched on her beside table. It was seven o clock in the morning. She wrinkled her nose in disgust – much too early. Even so, she wasn't going to get any more sleep now. She could hear the Doctor's voice just down the corridor in the kitchen, chatting animatedly with Martha. She rolled out of bed and began to dress.

About twenty minutes later, she walked into the kitchen, still yawning. The Doctor looked up as she came in.

"What kept you?" he asked

"What kept me?" she repeated incredulously "What are you two doing up at this time in the morning! It's the crack of dawn!" The Doctor raised his eyebrows theatrically.

"It's not that early." he said, pulling out a chair for her. She sat down gratefully.

"You can tell you haven't been travelling with me lately." she remarked "You know full well I never get up before eight at the earliest. Just because you're a complete crazy nutter…"

Martha laughed. The Doctor gave them both a mock hurt look and got up from the table. He walked through to the control room. Rose followed.

"Hey, you're not upset are you?" she asked him, trying not to smile.

"Nope." he told her, turning and kissing her on the top of the head. "I gotta tell you two something." He spun around to face them both, looking graver than usual, so much so that Rose thought someone must have died. "You'll both remember Sec, yeah?" without waiting for an answer, he ploughed on "Well he's back – back in his normal Dalek form, not the octopus human one. Thing is, he's after…"

"You?" Rose interjected

"Yes and no. He's after you and Martha. Basically, he captures you guys, and he knows I'll do anything to get you back. Then, they've got all of us. You'll remember, Martha, the human Daleks? He's trying to do that again. You and Rose are probably the two humans with the most knowledge that is relevant to them – aliens and stuff. So he's gonna turn us all into Daleks…unless we stop him."

"Which we are going to – right?" Martha said

"Try, anyway," the Doctor answered. "The best way would be to suck him into the void, but I'm not risking that again. Besides, we'd have to open it first – which might let all the cybermen out, and then there'd be big trouble."

"Well it's a risk we're just going to have to take." Rose told him stubbornly, that determined look which he loved etched all over her face. "I'm not letting him get away with it."

"Rose, last time, you nearly got killed!"

"So what?!" she said "Doctor, I'm not letting Daleks take over just to save my own skin! If I die, then fine, because everyone else will be safe. That's one life gone, compared to 6 billion others!"

"Rose, I'm not losing you again!" They both seemed to have forgotten there was another person in the room. Martha drew back slightly, wandering back into the silence of the kitchen. Rose glared at the Doctor. He just looked at her wordlessly. Finally, Rose broke the silence.

"Doctor," she said "I love you, but I'm not letting the Daleks kill everyone, just so we can stay together." She walked away silently. As he watched her go, he knew she was right. Since he'd found Rose again, he'd been a bit lovesick, and that was blinding his judgement.

Enjoy having her around, love her to pieces, but do what's right for everyone, and not just you two. The TARDIS told him, in his head.

Thanks old girl. I'll try.

The TARDIS door banged open. Mickey burst in, looking frantically around the empty control room.

"Rose!" he yelled, his voice resounding around the room, echoing off the walls. It was Martha who heard his shout, and hurried towards the console room – she had been coming down the corridor anyway. She rounded the corner, and Mickey smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Er – do you know where Rose is?" he asked awkwardly "Or the Doctor?"

"No," Martha said, grinning "It's a big place, this. Who are you, anyway?"

"Mickey Smith."

"Martha Jones." she told him, holding out a hand to him. He took it and they shook hands. Then she stepped back. "I'll go look," she told him "Back in a mo." And she disappeared. Mickey stood there, shuffling from foot to foot. Why hadn't Rose told him? She should have known he would have liked to see the Doctor again – not even a fraction as much as her – but he would have liked to see him. Besides, they were like brother and sister now. They were supposed to tell each other things like that. He wandered over to a chair, and sat down

Rose appeared about five minutes later, Martha Jones slightly ahead of her. He jumped up when he saw her, and hugged her.

"Rose!" he said "Why didn't you tell me he was back?" Rose smiled a bit guiltily.

"I was just so pleased to see him." She said simply

"So you forgot me? You always forget me when he's around, always!"

Rose didn't say anything. She knew it was true, and felt guilty for it. She didn't try to forget her friend, but the Doctor was so much more…so much more. When she had met the Doctor, she had never imagined in her wildest dreams they would be where they were now. She hadn't meant to fall head over heels in love with him, leaving her old boyfriend with no one. But there was no escaping the simple truth, she did always forget Mickey.

"I'm sorry." She said.

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