The Start Of A New Beginning
After a long walk on the beach, The Doctor and Rose made their way back to The TARDIS. The Doctor told her, "You have two hours to get ready use them wisely." Rose nodded and headed out of the console room.
Rose decided to head to her old room to collect any toiletries she had left behind before. She knew they would still be useable, as The TARDIS had a knack of keeping things fresh well past their sell by date.
Rose reached her old room, immediately stopping as she entered it. What she discovered shocked her. Her very pink room was just as she left it on that day she now jokingly referred to as Doomsday.
What shocked her was not the fact the room was still intact, but the fact it was literately untouched. Her clothing worn as a teenager, still spread out all over the floor, and on the bed and chair in front of the small vanity table.
The vanity in question, that still held all of her brushes, hair and beauty products, such as mascara, glosses, and other such bottles of makeup, she had loved to smoother her face in on a regular basis as a teen.
Hell even her shoes, pictures of her, The Doctor, and Jack, even magazines, and alien knickknacks she had collected during their travels were still all where she had left them. They all remained untouched by dust and age. The TARDIS, she strongly suspected was responsible for that.
However, the fact The Doctor had clearly left it untouched, that he had not allowed The TARDIS to clear out this room and use it as something else or as a bedroom for another companion, told her exactly how The Doctor had dealt with losing her the first time around.
She came to one conclusion; her room resembled a shrine to her. At discovering this, she felt her heart ache something terrible for the tenth Doctor. He had loved her, she knew that now. Did not even need to question it, the room was enough evidence for her.
She felt tears of loss and compassion suddenly flooding her blue eyes. She missed the Tenth Doctor so much that it hurt. She stifled a sob as she felt a slight nudge inside of her head. She knew it was The TARDIS.
She let out a weary and watery sigh, as she whispered, "Oh, Old Girl, he suffered real bad didn't he in the beginning? I wish he had not had to endure whatever he had when I first got trapped in the other reality."
She jumped slightly as she heard The Doctor say close to her ear, he was that close, "I never had the heart or the will to change this room. It was bad enough I had lost you as I had. Erasing what was the only evidence left of your existence in my world was not something I could have done or tolerated."
He moved closer, so that his chest brushed against her back as he whispered in her ear, "That I promise has not changed, even now after regenerating. I carried my feelings from my ninth self, over into my tenth. My tenth, he has done the same with me, and those feelings are even stronger than ever before. I truly believe no matter how many more lifetimes I live, my feelings for you will never truly die."
Rose shivered slightly as his lips brushed the shell of her ear, as he asked her, "However, because I have regenerated, does it mean you cannot feel for me what you felt for my tenth self?"
Rose quickly turned around to face him and told him firmly, "I do not honestly care how many times you regenerate or what you will look like. You are still the same man I fell in love with. Who took my hand and told me to run, the same man who asked me how long I was going to stay with him."
She concluded, "And my answer still stands. I will stay with you forever, and now I can, at least for however long our forever is to last. That is if you still want me. I will not force myself onto you, where I am not wanted."
The Doctor's eyes widened, as he opened his mouth to reply, but instead thought of a better way to answer. Instead of replying with words, he figured actions definitely spoke louder. He was right; no words could say what The Doctor did next could, not even, I love you.
He closed the remaining distance separating them, and laced his fingers through her curls, as he captured her lips with his own. He stifled a moan and she a whimper, as he deepened the kiss, releasing one hand from her hair, wrapping it around her waist.
She in turn wrapped her arms around his neck, titling her head to the left, deepening the kiss even further. She gently swiped her tongue against his lower lip, happily slipping it inside when his lips parted willingly under her own.
Rose realised as they started to kiss passionately, boarding on ferociously, that this was hers and The Doctor's first and true kiss with each other. John did not count, even if they were the same man, they did not share one body.
Cassandra, the talking trampoline consisting of skin and lipstick, she did not count by a long shot. She had not even been in control of her own bodily functions at the time, never mind her actual actions. Safe to say, The Doctor never even bothered kissing her back on that occasion.
After a few moments, The Doctor broke the kiss slowly, letting his lips linger slightly against hers, before pulling away completely gently. He rested his forehead against hers, as he breathed in and out deeply, he was practically panting.
His eyes were only partway open as he asked her, "There is something I want to ask you. You can tell me no, and I promise I won't ask again or try to force you to pursue it." Rose, whose eyes were also only half open asked, "What is it Doctor. What do you want?"
He took a deep breath and replied, "Ever since Gallifrey burned and my people with it, I have not had any other contact with another Time Lord. The master during the year that never was, I'll tell you about that sometime."
He continued after a pause and she nodded for him to continue, "The Master was far too busy torturing me, The Jones family, and seeing how many times and in how many different ways he could kill Jack and him come back again."
Rose looked horrified, already been told by Jack what she and the Time vortex had unknowingly done to him. She still felt guilty over that, no matter how Jack insisted she not be.
The Doctor asked, "Rose did my Mete-crisis self ever tell you how my people, or should I say our people would communicate with each other when it was not done verbally out aloud?"
Rose nodded and replied, "He mentioned it at one point. Said you were a race of telepaths, that you could enter each other's thoughts, and see what the other was thinking and could converse as well as see memories." She added, "He said, "You also have the ability to place mind blocks and suppress memories as well."
The Doctor nodded, his nose brushing against hers as he did. He replied, "And did he explain how it worked, how we were able to enter each other's minds, and suppress memories and place mind blocks?"
Rose nodded and replied, "Yeah, he said you would place your finger tips of each hand on the temples of whoever the mind you want to enter was. Said, that you communicated that way."
She concluded, "Or in case of married couples, or parents and siblings, you did not need to touch. The connection could be strong enough to enter with just a thought alone."
The Doctor smiled and replied, "Correct. Just like this." With that said, he gently prodded her mind, gently and mentally caressing her mind. He was giving her a chance to push him out if she so wish to.
Rose did not push him out. Instead, she timidly brushed his mind with her own. The Doctor felt the gentle and unsure brushing of her mind against his own.
He slowly and carefully accepted her fully into his mind, not wanting to alarm her. He could tell John never did this with her. He may have only been part Time Lord, but he was more Time Lord then human. He would have still had the ability to do this, even if the ability would have been weakened somewhat.
He spoke gently, 'Rose Tyler, you are going to need to learn how to construct strong mental shields. There are many, many telepathic and empathic races out there. If you have excellent mental shielding you can hold of an attack from both completely'
He added, 'Not all of them are going to be as gentle or as considerate as I am being with you right now. I am a professional, whilst you are still a novice. But with time and practice we can change that'
He concluded, 'Donna learned the hard way how susceptible she now is to telepathic and empathic attacks. She may not be able to communicate telepathically, due to only have a Time Lord's mind and knowledge, and not our gifts, but she can still be attacked unlike to the degree she could have been as a complete human'
He spoke out aloud, "The best part is, that when the baby reaches the thirteenth month of his development, both you and I will be able to communicate with him telepathically."
Rose beamed at this and said, "I love the thought of being able to communicate with our son before he is born. What mother does not wish that she could tell her baby to stop moving and get the hell off her bladder and let her sleep?"
The Doctor pulled away, holding her at arm's length, as he laughed and shook his head. Trust his Rose to think of and say something like that. Although she had a point, what woman did not think and want that?
He remembers visiting Torchwood on many occasions when Gwen had been pregnant with Jordan. She had complained about how it would be so much simpler and less annoying if you could tell your baby to quit kicking the hell out of your ribs.
He shook his head once more, and then placed a lingering kiss on Rose's mouth, before pulling away. He stepped back and said, "Go on, go and get ready, whilst I go and put on that blasted cursed tuxedo of mine. I swear I always end up in some scrape or other whilst wearing the thing."
Rose snorted and replied mockingly, "Oh, on the contrary my dearest Doctor, it is not the suit that is the issue here; it is in fact the man wearing it. The man in question is a magnet, a homing device for trouble and chaos."
Rose let out a cackle of mischievous delight, as The Doctor shot her a look, before turning on his heel, heading straight for the wardrobe room to find the cursed tux in question. He called out over his shoulder, "An hour and a half Rose, getting cracking already." Rose rolled her eyes before heading inside of her room.
AN: You will need to go back and read the whole story again, as I have made several changes to each chapter.