Title: Please Remember

Author: ConsultingTimeTraveler

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Word Count: 975

Summary: What if your best friend, ex-companion, and lover were to lose their memories of their time with you? Would you try to get them back or would you let them go their own way? Then, you realize that, that wasn't the only problem, because, if you can't get their memory back, the universe will fall apart.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who

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"Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life…"

~Albert Einstein

Chapter 9

A curly haired, blonde woman walked down the halls of the Plaza, keeping an eye out for room 222 and her parents. Her emotions were all a mix after her short run in with the Doctor. "Stupid Doctor couldn't just lead me to the proper place," she mumbled under her breath, now obviously angry. He just left me without another word, completely ignoring me, she thought.

"Come on Rory, or we'll be late for the breakfast," a familiar voice said, echoing down the halls.

The woman turned her head just as a couple walked out of their room. "We still have a couple of hours Amy," he muttered back.

"Mum, dad," she called out.

The couple turned to their right and immediately saw their daughter. "River," Amy greeted, running towards her to give her a hug.

River hugged her back. "Hello," she greeted back. "How are you?"

"We're good, but we can't find the Doctor anywhere," Rory responded, giving his daughter a quick hug.

"He's with a woman named Rose," she said her name as if it was some type of poison.

The couple stayed quiet, simply waiting for her to continue. But she didn't and the silence got more awkward by the minute. Rory shifted his feet uncomfortably and Amy bit her lip, the two knowing exactly what Rose meant to the Doctor and immediately felt worried. "Oh," Amy muttered, looking down on the floor.

River frowned as she continued to look at her parents. "Who is she," she demanded. "Do you know her?"

"Well…," Rory said, clearly uncomfortable, continually dragging on the 'L'.

"She used to be his companion," Amy interrupted.

She rolled her eyes. "I know that already. But, what is she to him?"

"You see, what we've heard so far is that he had a clone, which he left with her. The clone and her fell in love and got married. They recently were in a car crash, which caused the clone…to…die," she responded, hesitating at the last part. River's face softened. "The TARDIS brought us here for who knows why just the day after. Rose doesn't remember the Doctor, absolutely has no memory of him, so she thinks that he's her doctor."

"Oh," River muttered, suddenly feeling terrible.

"He's so sad," Amy whispered, looking down at the floor. "He won't say it, but you can see it in his face." She sighed and looked back up. "The TARDIS won't let us leave because of a 'problem', which I believe now includes Rose."

"But she can't remember," she continued, looking back up at Amy. "Do you happen to know what the problem is?"

Amy and Rory shook their heads. "No and neither does he," he said. "Now, why don't we take our favorite daughter out to lunch?"

River began to laugh. "Dad, I'm you only daughter," she exclaimed.

He smiled at his two girls and they walked to the restaurant, hand in a hand.

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The Doctor heard snores echo around the observation room, which caused him to look down at a Sleeping Beauty, who was currently sleeping on his right shoulder. Okay, even I have to admit that was a bit cheesy, he thought. He smiled at her and gently set her back down on the cot, tucking the blanket around her tightly. "Doctor," she muttered, trying to get a grip onto his coat.

His hearts skip a beat, realizing that he had called her by his name. "Yes Rose," he asked, sounding hopeful.

Rose moaned sleepily as she turned to face him. "Dr. Harkness," she repeated again," Thank you."

His heart fell.

"No problem," he whispered, forcing a smile. "I'll just be out there, but you need to go back to sleep."

She smiled at him and her eyes quickly shut closed. "Good night," she whispered one last time."

The Doctor stood up and walked out of the door and sat behind the monitors. I can't leave, I promised. He looked at the sleeping figure and began to think about the hours before she fell asleep on his shoulders. They talked so much about their lives that it was as if they knew each other their whole life by the end of it. They joked around and laughed until their ribs hurt, which was soon after the Doctor had told her how much he had wanted to be ginger. The fun ended when he started to tell her a story about one of his adventures, a much altered adventure which was similar to one they had in New Earth, and she had started to doze off.

He sighed and stared up at the ceiling. "What am I going to do," he whispered to nobody in particular. "Rose can't remember me. There's a problem that I have to solve. I have no idea what the problem is! River's here! How can this get any worse?" He ran his hand through his hair, gently pulling at it.

"That's a bit insulting," a familiar voice said from behind him.

The Doctor turned around, seeing a smug River. "River," he asked.

"But I forgive you," she continued, walking to stand beside him.

"What are you doing here," he asked, frowning a bit.

"I have something important for you," she whispered, leaning towards him.

The Doctor leaned back. "What is it," he asked uncomfortably.

River smiled slyly at him. "I know what your problem is…"

He looked at her expectantly, but he didn't receive an answer. "Well," he asked frustrated.

She sighed. "You're not a patient man, are you," she muttered under her breath. She looked at the Doctor in the eyes and watched him twitch in anticipation. "It's Rose."

The Doctor sat there, simply staring back and forth from her to Rose, wondering what she could possibly be going with this. "No," he whispered, suddenly coming to a realization.

"If we couldn't dream, our lives wouldn't mean anything anymore…"

~Georg Kaiser

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