Chapter Eleven: Fury of a Timelord
When Rose awoke the next morning to find a very worried looking Timelord beside her bed, the first thing she did was pull him down onto the covers next to her. He began spluttering about how he didn't need sleep and that he was perfectly fine. Rose wasn't having any of it.
"Doctor you have bags the size of golf balls underneath your eyes, c'mon you need some rest." Rose whispered sympathetically, reaching out to trace the dark circles beneath the Doctor's eyes.
"Rest can wait Rose, really." He smiled, stretching forward to take her hand, reveling in the sheer softness and fragility of it, but yet whenever he held her hand in his it felt so strong, so fearless like nothing in the entire universe could stop them.
Rose frowned, wrinkling her brow, "What's wrong?"
"When I came to pick you up yesterday the TARDIS, well it um... Took me back to the wrong year. I don't know what year it was but... Do you remember the last fight you had with Jimmy Stone just outside your estate, and a mysterious man came out of the blue and threw him into a rubbish bin? Yeah..." The Doctor let go of her hand and splayed his palms out, imitating jazz hands, "Tah dah."
"Doctor!" Rose shouted angrily,"You shouldn't have interfered with my past, what if... Oh I don't know reality implodes or something?"
"If you think for one second Rose Tyler that I could sit back and let you get hurt without doing anything to help then you have completely misjudged me." The Doctor's hands clenched into tight fists making his knuckles go a painful white color, his once tired eyes now blazed with anger.
Rose sat staring at him, her expression unreadable. When a single tear made its way down her cheek, she brushed it away roughly, scratching her cheek in the process, ashamed at herself for being so sensitive.
That wasn't the real reason Rose had shouted at the Doctor. Part of it felt like an invasion of her privacy, him finding out that Jimmy Stone had abused her. It was the last thing Rose wanted. And her past was littered with events she was less than proud of. What if the Doctor found out about them too...
When she left her boring life on the estate for travelling the universe with the Doctor, she hadn't thought that her past would ever effect her like this. Let alone the idiot Jimmy Stone who's memory still deeply scarred her thoughts and probably always would.
Rose's room was getting colder by the second, the atmosphere was thick with regret, tension and pure guilt. The Doctor sat motionless on top of the duvet and Rose was sitting upright completely tangled in a thick mess of covers. An eerie silence had come over them both, neither one wanting to talk to the other. This was of course unusual, considering all the Doctor ever seemed to do was ramble about anything and everything, then Rose would laugh and tell him to be quiet or else.
The Doctor was the first to break the uncomfortable silence, "I'm sorry Rose." he coughed rather awkwardly and tried to look in her direction, but she had turned away from him, staring straight at the pink floral walls of the room. Not moving.
Wandering if he had really blown it this time, the Doctor began to move off the bed, only stopping when he heard a small sob escape Rose's mouth.
"I had to put up with his abuse for two years, longest two years of my life I think, an' what you saw was only the stuff he did to humiliate me. Jimmy had told me that if I breathed a word to my mum he would find out and kill me. Every night for about two weeks he'd knock on our door, tell Jackie he was taking me out for a meal..." Rose gulped down her hysteria with a few hiccups, reaching out to clasp the Doctor's cool hand in hers. "All he did was take me back to his flat, get thoroughly off his head on drugs and alcohol. Then treat me like a human punching bag. I tried to get away I really did, he just kept on following me Doctor.
The utter agony in Rose's eyes and voice was overwhelming and the Doctor almost winced. He couldn't bear the thought of Rose, his Rose being hurt like that, anger stirred within him. Deep, searing anger he didn't even know existed. The fury of the last Timelord.
The Doctor edged closer to Rose, unsure if she wanted his company. His question was answered however when she buried her head in his shoulder. Feeling it shake gently, the Doctor wrapped his arms round her waist and murmured soft and soothing words, "I understand why you didn't tell me Rose, it's a terrible thing to happen to anyone. If Jimmy Stone could see you when you're out with me on a dangerous adventure then he would run. Run as far away as he could. You know why? Because you are brave, clever, selfless, brilliant and just plain beautiful. Remember, I only take the best." As the Doctor spoke his eyes came alight with a brightness Rose had never witnessed before, his eyes seemed to shine with pride. She tried to speak but was grabbed into a bone crushing hug. Rose looked up into his face, drinking in all the lines and freckles that ran across it.
Delicately, the Doctor tilted her face closer to his, giving her a shy smile he brought his lips slowly onto hers.
All the other times they had kissed it hadn't been this gentle or tender. Rose's eyes fluttered shut in unison with the Doctor's at the feel of his cool lips against hers.
The kiss seemed to last forever but yet not very long at all. Pressing his forehead against hers, the Doctor met her gaze, "Tea! Tea and a good old banana Rose, that's what we need!"
Rose had been cheered up immensely by the Doctors kind words and gentle kiss, but his obsession with bananas was something she would never quite understand.
/ Hello! Yes I'm back, I've decided I want to continue this FanFiction as the amount of support I've received is pretty amazing (-: so thank you and please tell me what you think of this chapter x
