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He Who Sins

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Show A Little Faith

When Rose opened her eyes the stench of vomit had left, she slowly crawled across the room to see that whilst she had been sleeping someone had cleaned up her mess. She almost smiled gratefully as she turned around – she didn't have the energy to stand, in the corner she was a jug of water and a bread roll. She crawled over to them like a desperate child of famine – she slurped the water greedily being careful not to spill a drop of it, she then viciously chewed on the roll as her stomach grumbled with hunger. When all was done and not a crumb was left, Rose lay back down on the floor; she couldn't see anything past her growing bump, but she could feel her shrinking body sinking into the cold stone slowly, she could feel her bones pressing into the stone. She didn't mind the pain anymore – it told her that she was alive. Rose placed her hands onto her stilled stomach and closed her eyes waiting for her babies to move…she waited for hours and hours yet no movement came. Rose fell into a world of nightmares where her children would never know life – Rose had no idea of how true these dreams could become.

The Doctor swung the Tardis doors open – before him the barren landscape stretched out for miles. This was war sickened land, before him dirt spread out to the horizon – grass had long died out as had any other creature. Buildings that once stood tall and proud into the sky were now crippled and scared as their blackened brickwork slowly crumbled away into nothing. The Tardis stood out – the only fragment of colour in this bleak landscape, the shocking blue was the only light in this place – and even that was marked by darkness. A sun beamed down onto the land, its weak rays barely penetrating the heavy black clouds that lined the sky, the Doctor pulled his trench coat closer around his as he set towards the distance city that was now more than a ruin.

Jackie sat in the kitchen of her flat – they had decided she would stay her just in case Rose did return, just in case something happened and she came back to them. Jackie nervously fingered the piece of paper in her hand; upon it was a scrawled number – the phone number to the Tardis, so she could reach him – just in case. Jackie let her shaking hand fall to her lap and she stared at a photo of her daughter

'Where are you sweetheart? Where are they hiding you?' she asked quietly as tears slowly streamed down her cheeks. She clutched a photograph of Rose and allowed herself to become lost in the happiness of her memories.

Rose's eyelids fluttered open; the first thing she saw was a pair of bare feet beside her head. She would have scrambled up but she lacked the energy, instead she stared at the pale feet and the tiny toes that reached out of the ends. She moved her head so she could glance up to see who stood before her, the face of a child stared back at her before it sat down beside her. She could see the boy was drowned in a black robe and a heavy pendant hung from his neck, from the depths of his hood she could see a pale face staring out, two gold eyes watched her from the shadows of the darkness and jet black hair drifted onto his forehead.

'Who are you?' she croaked – her voice was hoarse and dry from dehydration.

'Tymon' the boy whispered. His voice was angelically soft as he looked worriedly down at Rose. She nodded

'What do you want?' she asked, desperately wanting for this to be over. A brief look of shock came over him before her stared down at her, his golden eyes boring into her.

'To talk' he whispered 'Just to talk'. Rose glanced up at him confused

'What?'

'She's keeping me here too' he told her as he moved closer.

'Who is?' Rose asked softly. Tymon glanced around into the darkness and shook his head

'I cannot speak her name' he told Rose quietly

'Who is she?' Rose asked. Tymon felt a cold tear drip down his cheek

'My mother' he admitted. 'My enemy. My creator and my killer'. As Tymon spoke these words Rose unconsciously ran a hand over her large bump, reassuring herself they were still there – this caught Tymon's eye.

'Are they alright?' he asked after a moments pause. Rose glanced up at him, her tired eyes wide and unsure

'I don't know' she whispered. She gently stroked her belly with her thumbs 'I really don't know'

'You don't deserve this' he told her sadly, she smiled at him and slipped her hand into his

'Neither do you'. Tymon almost smiled at her. Rose nodded and looked down at her bump

'Neither do they'. Tymon squeezed her hand

'Thank you' he whispered, Rose looked up at him. Through all the darkness of the room and all the fear that ran through her, she could see that he was just a frightened little boy trapped in something he couldn't possibly comprehend.

'What for?' she asked softly

'For this' he replied 'For treating me like a person'

'You are a person Tymon' Rose told him 'No matter how they treat you or what they do, never forget yourself'. Tymon nodded and pulled his hand away from hers, her opened her palm and in it he pressed a loaf of bread, he smiled at her

'For the babies'.

Rose smiled gratefully at him

'Thank you' she whispered as she turned to the food. Tymon turned and before Rose knew it he had disappeared back into the darkness that cloaked her cell, she began to eat the bread as she looked down at her stomach.

'Come on kids' she whispered to them 'You can't give up yet, you've still gotta meet Daddy' she told them with a faint smile.

'Cos we're gunna see Daddy again – I just know we are'. If there was one thing Rose had learnt from the Doctor it was to never give up hope – ever.