Chapter Seven
The Doctor paused to catch his breath. He had been running non-stop ever since he left the TARDIS and he was exhausted. He leaned against a tree taking air into his lungs while he looked around him for any sign of an alien ship. He figured that he was near the spot, but when he leaned back up and looked around, he still couldn't see anything. Sighing, he began to walk southwest praying that he would find Rose and Martha.
As he walked around a tree, he stopped and stared with a mixture of disbelief and joy. Martha and Rose were sitting side by side on a fallen tree trunk talking quietly. He gave out a shout as he ran towards them and embraced them tightly.
"Where have you been?" he said. "I was worried sick about you. What happened?"
"We…got lost." Rose replied.
The Doctor leaned up and looked at Rose.
"I tried to contact you telepathically, Rosebud, why didn't you answer me?" he asked.
"I…guess I wasn't paying attention. I was just trying to find my way back to the TARDIS." Rose replied.
The Doctor nodded.
"Well, thank Rassilon, I found you. A spaceship landed here recently. I'm not sure if it's still in the area, but I want you both away from here just in case it's still around."
He smiled as he took Rose and Martha's hands and helped them to stand.
"Next time, you wanna play a practical joke; make sure you don't go wandering off afterwards." He said.
Rose and Martha glanced at each other.
"Yes…Doctor." Martha replied.
"We'll be more careful next time." Rose added.
He nodded and smiled.
"Well, come on, let's head for home then." He said.
Both girls smiled sweetly at him, but when his back was turned they looked at him with pure hate. The Doctor was unaware of this. Happy to have his girls back safe and sound, he headed off for the TARDIS with Rose and Martha walking behind him. As they walked, Rose looked over and noticed a tree limb lying on the ground. Rose and Martha glanced at one another, sharing a conspiratorial look. She picked the limb up and eyed the Doctor's head as she raised the limb above her head.
No!
Rose paused when the alternate Doctor's voice thundered inside her head.
Not yet, my dear, let him live for a little while longer. When it comes time to kill him I will give you and Martha the signal to strike.
Rose dropped the limb.
"Yes, my love." She said aloud.
The Doctor looked around.
"Hmmm?"
Rose looked at him.
"What?" she said when she noticed the Doctor staring at her, confused.
"You said, yes my love. Yes, my love, what?" he said.
Rose feigned confusion.
"Didn't you say something to me just now?" she asked innocently.
"No, I didn't say anything."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you said something." Rose replied.
"Nope, not a word."
"Oh… I…uh… must be hearing things, I guess." Rose said.
The Doctor smiled at her lovingly and turned his head back around.
Don't answer back to me, Rose. There is no need for it. Just obey.
Rose nodded in reply. She and Martha kept close to the Doctor as he led them back home.
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The Doctor yawned as he sat in the TARDIS library reading a book. It had been several hours since they left Belos Minor and he was the only one awake. He turned the page and pushed his reading glasses further up his nose as he sighed contentedly and rested his head on his chin. He was so engrossed in his book that he didn't see Rose was behind him.
Rose stood silently staring at the imposter. He was unaware of her presence. It would be so easy to snap his neck and kill him now. The fool wouldn't even know what hit him. But, her beloved had told her to wait and she would wait forever if that was what he wished. Still, that didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with the stupid git. She crept up behind him and put her hands around his neck grinning as she imagined hearing the enormous snap that would come if she wrenched his neck around. She watched as the Doctor raised his head up and looked around at her.
"Rose? What are you doing?" he said confused. "I thought you were in bed."
She moved her hands down to his shoulders and began to knead the muscles.
"I couldn't sleep." She said giving him a massage. "So, I thought I'd come find you."
The Doctor let out a low, guttural growl.
"Oh Rassilon, yes, that feels so good, Rose." He said leaning his head back against her and closing his eyes.
Rose smirked at him. So trusting. She and Martha would have no trouble dispatching him when the time came.
"Do you like this?" she asked sweetly, continuing the massage.
"Yes." The Doctor sighed.
Rose moved her right hand to his throat and began to gently massage his Adam's apple. The Doctor smiled enjoying the feel of her fingertips on his skin. She leaned his head to the side and ran her index finger down his jugular vein. She hesitated a moment and leaned into his ear.
"Do you want me to continue?" she whispered.
"Yes." The Doctor whispered back.
She traced her finger back up the vein and ran her fingers lightly across his cheek and through his hair as the Doctor moaned softly. As she ran her hands through his hair, she glanced over at the desk and noticed a letter opener lying near the edge. Her eyes went from the letter opener back down to his jugular vein. She looked away resisting the overwhelming urge to plunge the letter opener into his neck and instead lowered her lips to his cheek. She gave him a feather soft kiss and lingered there letting her breath caress his skin.
"Oh Rassilon," the Doctor moaned. "You know exactly what to do to relax me."
Rose fought the urge to laugh in the idiot's face and gave him another kiss. She gave him kiss after kiss trailing her lips down his cheek back to his jugular vein where she began to suck and bite at his flesh. The Doctor's breath became shallow and he raised his hand to her hair running his fingers through it as he moaned in ecstasy.
Rose smiled to herself marveling at how easy it was to seduce him and put him completely in her power. He was absolute putty in her hands now and she was sure if she did stab him, he probably wouldn't notice she'd done it for several minutes. Loving the hold she had over him, she raised her head and put her lips close to his ear.
"My sweet Doctor, I love you so much." She whispered in his ear.
"I love you too, my Rose, now and forever." The Doctor whispered back.
"I would die for you; you know that, don't you?" Rose whispered.
"Yes I do, and I would die for you."
Good, I'm glad to hear you say that. Rose thought. Because dying for me might happen sooner than you think.
She leaned back up slightly and took his reading glasses off his face. Laying them on the desk, she came around to the front and leaned over, kissing both his eyelids. The Doctor smiled and let out a sigh letting the love of his life work her magic. Her caresses were heaven to him and his senses were about to go into overload from the touch of her fingers. He felt completely intoxicated and he thanked Rassilon for the millionth time that she had found her way back to him. He had never felt such complete peace and contentment before. Only Rose could make him feel this way. Only she had to power to reduce the Oncoming Storm to a quivering blob of jelly. He was the Doctor, a living legend, a Time Lord who had fought with gods and demons, stood up against the Daleks and the Slitheen, faced the Valeyard and the Master and the Rani and defeated them all, but if Rose Tyler commanded him to fall to his knees then and there and be her slave, he would do it without a second thought. She possessed so much power over him that at times it was absolutely terrifying. A human girl held his mind in her thrall and he didn't mind it one bit. He only wanted more.
Rose sneered when she stared down at his calm, smiling face. He was a little weakling, so unlike her strong, brave Doctor. How this man ever defeated and imprisoned her lord was beyond her. And now, the fool sat there with his guard down, unaware of the hate that burned in her heart for him. She would make him suffer for what he did to her love. She would make him suffer slowly before he died and judging from the idiotic look on his face, he probably wouldn't protest or fight back, just blubber out his love for her with his final breath.
She caressed his cheek staring down at his closed eyes. She longed to kill him. The anticipation was maddening. She wished her love would give the signal, so she could put this sappy git out of his misery and end his pathetic life. She paused a moment and then decided to test something. She moved her hand from the Doctor's cheek back down to his neck. She wrapped her hand around the front of it keeping her eyes on his face as she slowly began to squeeze his windpipe. She noticed he frowned slightly, but otherwise he remained silent and let the hand stay where it was. She loosened her hold and gave him a tender kiss on the cheek. She leaned back up and saw that the contented smile had returned.
He trusts me completely. Killing him will be so easy. She thought.
Tiring of the game, she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"I'm going to go to bed now, my Doctor." She whispered to him. "I'm tired."
"Go ahead, angel." The Doctor whispered back. "I'll be right here if you need me."
Rose gave him another kiss.
"Good night, Doctor."
"Good night, Rose, sweet dreams."
"You too."
She gave him one last kiss and took her hands away from him. She headed towards the door and looking back saw that the Doctor still had his eyes closed as he relaxed in the chair. Laughing softly, she walked out of the room and headed back to bed.
