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A/N I love you guys and your awesome response! You guys loved the interaction between Rose and River. It makes me more confident about what I have planned for the future of this fic.

Onwards with the next! This is based on the events of '42'. I admit, this is not one of my better chapters. I feel a bit dissatisfied with how its turned out but honestly, bear with me through this.

And we get Human Nature/Family of Blood next which I absolutely adore. So, sorry and thanks.

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Songs for the Chapter: All the Strange, Strange Creatures and Drowning Dry from the Doctor Who Soundtrack and Type 40 by Chameleon Circuit.

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Burn With Me

"Did you land us in the middle of a hot spring again?" Martha asked the Doctor as they stepped out.

"That was one time," he protested petulantly. "And I landed us on a small island."

"In the middle of a hot spring," Martha reminded him again.

"To be fair it wasn't exactly a spring. More like a lake," they heard Rose say.

Martha almost gasped in shock. "Where did you come from?" she asked, trying to calm her racing heart.

Rose smiled slightly. "The TARDIS landed right in front of me," she said.

The Doctor grinned. "So, guessing this isn't a vacation spot," he said, slinging an arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer.

Rose laughed and kissed his cheek. "I'm pretty sure it's a spaceship," she said. "They could turn down the heat though," she said.

The three of them walked out on what appeared to be the main deck.

"Hold it right there!" someone said. A man stood there, pointing a gun at them.

"Oh, hello," the Doctor said cheerfully, even as he had a wary eye on the gun.

"How'd you get here?" the man asked them.

"Oh we just sort of landed," the Doctor said.

The man looked dubious but then spoke into his comm. "Captain, you might want to see this."

"So, 42 minutes, huh?" Rose asked, looking at the sun.

"Yeah, so unless you have a way out for us," Kath McDonnell, the Captain said.

The Doctor grimaced. The enclosure where the TARDIS was, had reached 3000 degrees. His ship would survive. She was brilliant after all. But there was no way, anyone would be able to get to it.

"Plan B," he said, trying not to let his doubts and despair show. "We need to restart the engines and steer us away."

"Everything is wrecked," Riley said.

"What about auxiliary controls?" the Doctor asked.

Rose nodded. "Yeah, every ship has auxiliary controls," she said.

"It's at the front of the ship. It's locked behind 29 coded doors," Kath explained.

"Can't you override it?" Martha asked.

"No," the third person, Scannell, who had come in answered. "It's all dead-lock sealed. There's no way."

"Oh come now, defeated before you even started," the Doctor admonished.

"Who's got the passwords?" Rose asked.

"They're randomly generated," Kath answered.

"Then, get to work, Riley," Rose said, looking at the young man.

"Uh, it's a two person job," Riley said sheepishly.

"Well then," the Doctor said. "Martha, Riley, get to work," he said. "Rose, Kath, help me in here."

Martha nodded as she went with Riley. "Oi!" the Doctor called and she turned around. "Be careful," he told her.

Martha smiled and nodded before following Riley.

"What's wrong with him?" Rose asked Abi.

"I don't know," Abi said. "Korwin, open your eyes, I need to check you."

"How long has he been like this?" Rose asked as Korwin thrashed around, screaming in pain.

"Ashton just brought him in," Abi answered.

Rose turned to Ashton. "What happened?"

"He just went mad and started destroying the ship," Ashton said.

Rose nodded. "Sedate him," she told Abi and scanned him with her screwdriver. "High temperature, unusual readings," she murmured. "Put him in the stasis chamber and keep his temperature regulated," she told Abi. "Have you done a scan?"

She nodded. "Just doing them. But I don't know what this is."

Rose nodded and frowned. There had to be a reason for the weird energy fluctuations.

"So, why all the locked doors?" Martha asked Riley as they kept going.

"In case of a hijack," Riley grinned. "We got drunk one night and made up the questions."

Martha smiled anxiously at it. She had a bad feeling about this whole thing. And the constant reminder about the impact time was not encouraging her every much. She knew that the Doctor and Rose functioned very well under circumstances like these but she wasn't used to it. At least, not yet.

"Uh, who had the most number ones? Elvis or the Beatles?" Riley asked.

Martha pressed the comm. "Doctor, who had the most number ones? Elvis or the Beatles?"

"Uh, Elvis. No Beatles. No! Wait, um," he paused.

Martha huffed. "Never mind, I'll ask Rose. Rose, you there?" she asked.

"Yeah, go ahead," Rose's voice came in.

Martha repeated the question. "Elvis," Rose answered. She had read up on twentieth century music after their failed trip to see Elvis back in 1953.

"Thanks Rose, you're a peach," Martha said as Riley entered it and they went to the next chamber.

After learning of Abi's death, the Doctor and Rose were frantically trying to understand the source of infection that had affected both Korwin and Ashton.

"Rose, Doctor, any news?" Martha asked over the comm.

"Martha, keep going," Rose said, trying not to sound as worried as she felt. "And keep a lookout for Korwin or Ashton."

"Okay," Martha answered but she and Riley stopped dead when they saw Ashton coming towards them.

"Burn with me," he hissed.

"What the hell?" Riley said.

"RUN!" Martha cried.

The two of them ran down the corridor and into a small room. Riley closed the door and they both waited. "Do you think he's gone?" Martha asked.

"I don't know," Riley said.

There was a hissing noise and the room they were in, began to move. They weren't in a room. It was an escape pod and they were being jettisoned right into the sun.

"DOCTOR! ROSE!" Martha cried banging on the glass.

"It's no use," Riley said, in a defeated voice.

"Martha!" the Doctor's panicked voice came in over the comm. "What's wrong?"

"We're trapped in an escape pod, which is being jettisoned into the sun," Martha said frantically.

Rose and the Doctor took one look at each other and ran down the corridor to area 17. Their hearts went cold when they saw Martha and Riley trapped inside as the pod moved away slowly.

"Oh God," Rose whispered.

"I'll save you," the Doctor said. "I'll save you."

"The wonder of space travel," Riley muttered as they slowly moved towards the sun. "The prettier it looks, the more likely it is to kill you."

Martha gave a bitter smile at that. Was it just two days ago that she was pleased that the Doctor had asked her to come aboard the TARDIS as a fulltime companion? She sighed as she sat back. But she knew it in her heart that he or Rose would come. They always did.

"They'll come for us," she said firmly.

"Who will?" Riley asked.

"Rose and the Doctor," she said. "I believe in them." And she did. With all her being.

"Be careful out there," Rose told him as she helped him with his spacesuit.

The Doctor nodded grimly. "I'll get her back," he said.

"I know you will," Rose said.

The Doctor nodded and then stepped out.

The Doctor let out a strangled yell as he felt the sun trying to take over his mind. "Rose," he cried hoarsely. "Rose..."

Martha held his shoulders firmly. "Doctor, hold on. Rose is getting here," she said, feeling helpless.

"Burn with me," he hissed. "NO!" he yelled, turning his head away. "Rose...need Rose," he mumbled.

"Martha," Rose said as she ran in. Martha sighed in relief.

"Rose, the Doctor, it's in his mind," Martha said.

"Rose," the Doctor said. "Burn with me," he screamed.

"Go and empty the fuel tank," Rose told Martha as she ran over to the Doctor.

Martha hesitated but Rose looked at her sharply. "Go," she ordered.

Casting a last desperate look at the Doctor, Martha ran out.

"It's burning me," the Doctor sobbed. "BURN!"

"Doctor," Rose said softly, cradling his face. "Look at me," she coaxed.

"No," he cried. "I can't. It'll kill you."

"Look at me, Doctor," Rose pleaded. "Open your eyes. Let's burn together," she said softly.

The Doctor squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, holding back whimpers. Rose turned his face towards her and kissed his eyelids. "Just a peek. Trust me please," she begged softly.

The Doctor hesitated but opened his eyes slightly and gasped loudly. Rose's eyes were blazing golden. He nearly forgot about the sun burning his mind as he stared into the abyss of her eyes. "How does it feel, my love?" she asked him, subtly pulling the sun's energy away from his mind, keeping him transfixed in her eyes.

"So beautiful," he murmured. It was like looking into the untempered schism again. Except instead of running, he wanted to keep looking at her. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he remembered that he was supposed to be burning but he couldn't bring himself to close his eyes.

Rose smiled as all the energy of the sun left his mind. She felt the burn in her mind but it was mild. She would get a slight headache but that was it. She had once held the whole of time vortex in her head. A small measly little sun was not going to burn her mind.

Rose blinked and the spell was broken. The Doctor gasped and stumbled back in shock. "How?" he asked her.

Rose smiled as she rubbed her head. "Well, couldn't stand you seeing in pain, I suppose," she smiled, trying not to let her pain show on her face. Okay, so it wasn't so much a mild headache as a migraine.

But the Doctor wasn't fooled. He crushed her in his arms, still trembling with the near-miss. He still couldn't believe she had actually pulled the sun's energy out of his head and into hers. How many ways was she going to save him?

Rose sagged in relief when she felt the sun leave her head. Martha must have got them to empty the fuel tank. She smiled at the Doctor and then promptly fainted.

"Is she going to be okay?" Martha asked the Doctor.

The Doctor nodded as he sat by her bedside. "Yeah, she should wake up soon," he said.

Martha nodded and hesitated for a second before asking the question on her mind. "You really love her, don't you?" she asked, recalling his desperate screams as he cried for Rose.

The Doctor moved his eyes from Rose to Martha and she had to gasp at the emotion swirling in his dark eyes. He nodded softly and Martha smiled at him in comfort. "She told you about timelines, didn't she?" he asked her.

"Yes," Martha answered cautiously, wondering how much Rose had told him about their conversation.

The Doctor seemed to read her face. "She didn't tell me," he said. "She just knows that I would have never told you."

"Why?" Martha asked, wondering if he didn't trust her.

The Doctor gave a small smile. "We never told anyone and it's been just the two of us for a while now," he said.

"I thought you said you've travelled with people before," Martha said.

"That was before," he said. "Before the war."

Martha nodded. "What happens when your timelines match up?" she asked curiously.

The Doctor gave a small smile. "I have absolutely no idea," he answered.

"And that scares you?" Martha guessed.

The Doctor frowned and turned his eyes on Rose's unconscious form. "Yes," he admitted, so softly that Martha wondered if she had imagined it.

For a few seconds, the silence stretched around them painfully. Finally, Martha nodded and feeling slightly awkward, she turned to go. "Goodnight, Doctor," she said.

The Doctor nodded, not moving his eyes from Rose. He stroked her hair and tried to feel their psychic link. It was there; peaceful and reassuring and it calmed him instantly. "I love you, you crazy, wonderful woman," he said and kissed her forehead.

He ran a hand over her cheek. So delicate but so much stronger than him. His defender, his protector, his Rose.

Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled softly at him. "Hello," she said.

"Hello," he choked. She lay there with so much love and trust in her eyes. He could only think of one thing to say. "Don't leave me."

Rose frowned and held out her arms. "Never," she promised.

The Doctor gave a small sob and burrowed himself in her arms. She wrapped her arms around him tightly as she felt his tears wet her neck.

"I have got you," she said. "And I won't let you go."

And she meant it. It would take the whole universe to fall apart to take her away from her Doctor and him from her.

A/N So there is that. Hope it wasn't too awful.

For those of you disappointed with Rose and Martha not interacting in this episode, bear with me. The next few chapters will be tense. I really wanted Martha and the Doctor to talk but then again that's about all the talking that you can get the Doctor to do.

So, the next chapter will be up on Wednesday. See you then!

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