By the time I had gotten dressed into my jimjams there was a knock on the door.
I grabbed the bottle of pills that I had taken from my clutch and walked over to the door to find the Doctor leaning against the frame.
"Hey", I said and turned leaving the door open for him to enter.
"Hi", he said, rocking back on his heels before entering and shutting the door.
I walked to the kitchenette and opened the glass cabinet. I pulled out a small water glass and turned to the sink to fill the glass with water. I placed the filled glass and bottle on the counter ledge as I turned to face the Doctor.
"So what's up?", I asked.
"Your friend", he said.
"Parr. What about him?", I asked folding my arms in front of my chest and I ignoring the pain that had began again at dinner.
"Why did you invite him to dinner?"
"Why shouldn't've I?", I asked getting defensive.
"He's a complete stranger. You don't know a thing about him", he said, his hands in his pockets.
"Says the man I flew off with without knowing anything about", I said with a slightly loud laugh.
"That's different", he said, "He's different".
"How is he different?!", I asked as a spike of pain made me clench my knuckles around the edge of the counter.
"Because he is!", the Doctor said in a loud voice that was tempting a shout.
"That doesn't make any sense!", I yelled back, "You can't just walk in here and question what I do and why I do it!"
"Yes I can!", he yelled.
"How come?!", I huffed.
"What?", he asked his eyebrows furrowing.
"How come you get to just come in here and question me like you are the master of all?"
"I don't."
"You're doing it right now!"
There was silence. The Doctor had set his jaw, the muscles clenched. I looked at him tears welled up in my eyes and not just from our argument.
I turned around, my pain finally hitting me enough to take a pill. I grabbed the bottle and opened it, shaking it at an angle until a pill fell out. I popped to the pill in and washed it down with a large gulp of water.
I turned around and faced the Doctor again.
"What was that?", the Doctor asked, his voice was slightly gravely from all the yelling.
"I think you should leave", I said rubbing a hand down my face.
"What did you do?", he asked as he stepped over towards me.
"Doctor go back to Cal", I said as he approached.
"What did you do?", he repeated as he picked up the bottle, recognizing it.
"Drop it and go home. I'm tired."
"You're in pain. What happened? Did Parr hurt you?", he asked grabbing my shoulders, which made me hiss.
He with drew his hands quickly, his eyes scanning over my body assessing for damage.
"What made you dislike him so much that you would think he would hurt me?!", I yelled at the man in front of me.
"If he didn't hurt you who did?", he asked placing over my forehead.
I refused to answer.
"Rose tell me."
I refused again.
"Rose Tyler. If you don't tell me I swear I'll-", he began to say before I cut him off.
"You'll what? Leave? Drop me off at home and be done with it?!", I shouted, "You really want to know?!"
"Yes!", he said earnestly.
"It was the TARDIS", I said and turned around ripping the zipper of my dress down my back, "Happy now?!"
"Rose", he whispered as he saw the many angry, red burns.
He gently ran his hand down the sides of the zipper pulling them further apart to gauge the severity of my injuries. I involuntarily shivered as his hands gently caressed the edges of the burns. It was almost impossible to breath with him so close.
"You should have told me", he said quietly pulling out his sonic screwdriver then trying to find the right setting for dermal regeneration.
"No, I shouldn't have had to tell you. You always notice! Every single detail is collected and computed in an instant with you!", I said, "But I get why it wasn't Doctor. Why my being injured didn't register to you. Ever since you brought Reinette with us you've been to busy flirting to fill my position that you've forgotten that the position was filled!"
"What are you talking about?!", he said yanking at his hair.
I had had enough. There were tears cascading down my face now. I couldn't do this with him right now.
"Get out", I said shaking him off just as he found the right setting.
I bolted into my room and locked the Door before collapsing on my bed.
I heard the Doctor try my door. First trying to open it with his hand but finding it locked. The second with his sonic screwdriver to no avail, as the door was made of wood.