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Chapter 49 - Quick Doctor's Appointment
The Doctor, holding Genie, popped back into the island home. Legate popped behind them. They stood in the grand entry way. They heard music playing loudly and voices of many people talking. The Doctor looked back at Legate. "Apparently, we're in time for a party!"
Legate smiled and handed Genie a carton of chocolate ice cream, "I'm glad I had such a big lunch!"
Genie laughed at him. "I still can't believe you ate all of that! You're going to be sick."
He pointed at her and smiled, "Good thing I know a Doctor!"
He patted the Doctor on the shoulder and walked away. "I'm going to find my father. I think they were going to be in the tank."
"The tank!? What the hell? No one told me we were playing today!"
Legate smiled. "We're not. Just goofing off. Come down later if you can get away from that."
The Doctor sighed, "Do you see that, Genie? Off playing football without me?"
"They can play football without you, Daddy."
He smiled at her. "Thank you for going on a date with me. I had a wonderful time, did you?"
She smiled at him and nodded her head.
"Let's go see who's here." The told her as they went into the sitting room.
Howie and Pete sat on the sofa, drinking and laughing about something. Jack and Jake were sitting on the other side of them. Jack seemed to be entertaining them with a story. The Doctor worried what about.
He looked around the room and saw Harriet, Jackie and Caroline sitting outside on the deck that overlooked the ocean's view. All of the windows in the sitting room were open and the ocean's breeze blew in the room. Harriet was holding Sam and smiling down at him. Rose stood up and walked into the kitchen.
Genie got down as The Doctor stood in the doorway and smiled at the scene in front of him. Jack spotted him from across the room. "And there he is! Back from your date?"
He pointed at Jack. "I know you are over here telling stories about me. You only wear that look on your face when you do that."
Pete shook his head as The Doctor walked into the room. "It was hilarious! I wonder if it was true."
Jack held his arms out in surprise. "Of course it was true! I only tell true stories about him!"
They were all laughing. Howie pointed at The Doctor, "Don't worry. He wasn't talking Barnum. Although, I don't think he was barking at the knot, either."
The Doctor put his hands on his hips and laughed. "Been here long, Howie?"
Howie held his drink up and smiled. "Says the Barber's Clerk! I like that suit! Makes you look….. all Belvidere."
"Hmmmm…. Thank you, Howie. I think."
Pete was laughing hysterically as he laid his forehead on Howie's back. It was clear they had been at it for a while.
Genie walked over and took The Doctor's hand. She led him over to the kitchen where Rose was looking in the refrigerator.
"Well, hello lovely lady!" He smiled at her.
Rose smiled back at him. "Well, hello to you."
She knelt down asked Genie, "Did you have a nice date with your Daddy?"
Genie smiled and nodded enthusiastically. "Yes. We brought you back something!"
Rose smiled, "You did? What did you bring me?"
Genie handed her the carton of ice cream. "Chocolate! Your favorite!"
Rose smiled as she took the ice cream from her. "Well, thank you! I'm so glad you did!"
The Doctor smiled as he told her, "Look how Genie labeled it."
On the top of the carton was written in Genie's unmistakable handwriting, 'Mummy.'
Rose smiled as she ran her hand across it. The Doctor could sense her surprise and happiness. "Did you write this, Genie?"
Genie smiled proudly. "Yes, Mummy! I did. All by myself!"
Genie turned and looked up at The Doctor. "Can I go play with Tony and Jacob?"
The Doctor smiled, "They are in the pool with Shakes. Your suit is in the pool house. Go on."
Genie smiled as she ran off, "Alright."
Rose smiled down at the ice cream and covered her mouth as she stood back up. "So, I'm Mummy now?"
He smiled at her. "Yes. She asked if it was alright. I told her it would be. She thinks Sam will call you Rose if she continues to do it."
He took the ice cream from her and put it in the freezer. "That's alright, right?"
She looked up at him and smiled, "Yes. Of course. Wow. Mummy."
He rubbed his beard. "You seem…"
"Shocked?" Rose filled in.
"Sad. What's wrong?" he asked her.
Jack walked in and smacked him hard on the shoulder. "So, Daddy again huh? That little Sam is adorable. You two were busy while we were gone. You know what causes pregnancy, right?"
Rose sighed and put her hands on her hips. "I wondered if you knew, Jack. We made an instructional video if you need lessons."
The Doctor bit his lip to keep from laughing. Jack looked shocked. He held out his hands. "Hey. I was just kidding. Hell no, I don't want to see that! I don't even like seeing you guys kiss. That's just….strange!"
Rose took The Doctor's hand and smiled, "Let's gross Jack out then."
He smiled like a loon. "It would be my pleasure."
Jack held up his hands as he walked out of the kitchen. "I'm out! No, thank you. Gross!"
Both of them laughed. Rose leaned against the cabinet and looked at The Doctor. He put one of his hands on either side of her, leaned in and whispered. "Seriously, I can feel that. You seem….."
Rose closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm fine."
He looked seriously at her and whispered, "No, you're not. You're…. miserable."
Rose took his hand and walked into the cupboard with him. As she shut the door behind him, she became serious. "Okay. I'm really okay. Your senses are just broke."
He laughed, "Ha! That's how you want to play this? Try again, woman."
"I don't have time to be upset right now. I have a house full of people." She said as her voice cracked and she began to cry.
He quickly wrapped his arms around her. "Rose. Sweetheart. Let me help you."
Rose pushed him away from her and shook her head. "I don't think you can help with this."
He could feel her determination. He sighed and put his hands on his hips. "Damn. I thought I was stubborn. Pete did warn me about Tyler woman. Geez."
Rose looked at her feet and sobbed quietly. She took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'm alright. I'm fine."
She looked up at his face. He looked at her in concern.
"What?" she asked as she wiped her tears.
"If you are this sad, why am I not this sad? We're joined. This is strange." He reasoned.
Rose rolled her eyes. "If you aren't sleeping, why can I? Is something wrong?"
He shook his head, "No, that's nothing to do with that."
"How can you be sure?"
"Oh, I'm sure." He nodded. "Let's go up to the ship. Let me scan you and make sure this isn't something. Baby blues are one thing, but this seems like something else."
Rose shook her head, "We can't go now."
"Why not?" he shrugged his shoulders. "I can avoid at least thirty minutes of drinking that Damn Whiskey and embarrassing myself. Plus, you need my help. Husband's privilege."
Rose rolled her eyes. "Husband's privilege, huh?"
He nodded his head. "Yes. I'm calling 'husband's privilege'."
Rose pointed at him. "Fine. If you do that, I'm calling, 'Wife's privilege'."
He looked confused. "Wife's privilege on what?"
"You haven't slept in months. If you are scanning me, then you are also scanning yourself to see what's going on." Rose demanded.
He dropped his head. "It won't help. I know what's going on."
She crossed her arms, "You scan yourself, and then you can scan me."
He clapped his hands quickly, "Deal! I'll totally agree to that before you have a chance to change your mind."
He reached in his pocket and pulled out a little, silver box. He pressed some buttons on it.
"What is that?" Rose asked him.
"This is a remote transporter trigger. This sends a signal to the transporter on the ship….." he took her hand and pressed a button. They disappeared out of the cupboard, then reappeared in the ship's transporter room.
Rose looked around the small room with silver walls and a blue floor. The Doctor let go of her hand and walked over to the control panel on the wall. He pressed a few buttons. Then he finished his sentence. "…..telling it to activate the controls and bring someone up."
Rose looked around. "Wow. You really have a ship."
He smiled at her. "We really have a ship." He walked over and took her hand, "Welcome aboard, Doctor Rose Tyler."
Rose smiled as they walked out of the room and into the hallway. She stopped and ran her hand down the wall. "This looks, so…."
He smiled at her. "Alien?"
"Clean. Your TARDIS always looked so-"
"Hey!" he sounded insulted.
They walked down the silver hallways with blue carpet. "You told me that the TARDIS cleaned itself."
He nodded, "Yep. It did. This ship does that, too."
Rose teased him, "I think this one must do a better job."
"Cheeky." He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it quickly. "Well, it's good to see you are feeling well enough to insult my TARDIS."
They held hands as they continued to walk down the hallways until they got to a room with frosted glass doors. They slid open and they walked inside. "Lights, please." He called as the place lit up to reveal a large circular room with a tall ceiling. Cabinets and monitors were everywhere. Rose stopped and let go of his hand. The room seemed crammed packed full of stuff, neatly arranged. She wished she had two more sets of eyes to see everything.
The Doctor walked over to one side of the room. He took off his jacket, vest and lay them on the back of a chair. He was taking off his tie when he called for Rose to come over.
"What are you doing?" Rose asked him.
"This is our deal. I'm going to scan myself. I'm going to do the exact same thing to you when I'm finished with me. Alright?" he told her as he slipped his shoes off.
He opened a small door in the wall. "This is just like the scanner that was on ummm….. that base we went to. What was it called?" he thought.
Rose shook her head at him. "I'm not sure."
"You remember. When the guy was possessed by the beast!"
Rose's eyes got huge. "You mean the Devil! Was that the Devil? You never answered me."
He shook his head. "That's not important. OH! I know! Sanctuary Base 6! That was it!"
He pressed a button and a board rolled out. He took her to a panel. "Okay, Rose. This is really easy. I'll set it for what sort of scan I need…" he pressed a few buttons, and then he lay down on the board. "Okay, press the green button, it will take me in, and when it's finished, I'll pop right out. Like toast!"
Rose smiled. "Toast?"
He smiled like a loon at her. "Yep!"
She pressed the button and it pulled him inside. She watched as the machine lit up as a circle of light ran from his head to his feet. After the scan was over, the light went out. The board slid out. He joined Rose, put on his glasses and looked at the scan that appeared on the screen on the wall. "Alright. Your turn."
Rose looked at him. "Do I need to take anything off?"
He rubbed his beard and slid his glasses down on his nose to look her up and down. She was wearing a red and white, striped dress without sleeves. The v-neckline showed off her cleavage nicely. She could feel him undressing her with his eyes as he rubbed his beard.
"Stop thinking about the boobs." She scolded him.
He closed his eyes and shook his head. He said something to her in a strange language.
She giggled as she slipped off her shoes. "They belong to your son for the moment."
He rubbed his face, "He's a lucky man, and doesn't even realize it."
Rose smiled at him as she lay on the board.
He walked over and looked down at her. "This will just take a second. Alright?"
"I'm alright." Rose told him.
He smiled at her. "That word." He leaned down and kissed her quickly, then returned to the screen and pressed some buttons. The machine pulled her in and scanned her. Once it was finished, he stood next to the opening as he waited for the board to fully come out. He helped her off of it, and pressed a button above the opening which caused the board to retract back in and the door to slide shut.
Rose walked with him over a desk on the other side of the huge room. He patted a seat, "Sit right here and I'll be straight back."
Rose sat on the chair and looked around. She saw a small plastic cot sitting over to the side. A cabinet held all sorts of small bottles and strange instruments. The Doctor walked up behind her and sat a cup of tea down in front of her. He could sense her fear.
"What is it?" he asked her.
She pointed at the instruments. "What are those used for?"
He sipped his tea and looked in the cabinet. "Oh. Don't worry. They aren't for humanoid use. It's for….ummm….creatures with an exoskeleton that you have to break through….. nothing to worry you with."
Rose's fear subsided. He pressed a few buttons and two scans appeared on the screens. He touched one and ran his fingers across it to zoom into different sections. He sipped his tea as he looked at it. He stopped and looked back at her. "This isn't like a science experiment, is it?"
She smiled. "No. It's like a Doctor's appointment. It's strange to see you doing stuff like this."
He rolled his eyes. "Mad woman." He looked back at the scan and rubbed his beard. "Well, my dear. This explains your sadness."
He snapped his fingers as he pushed his chair, which was on wheels, several meters away and opened a drawer to get something. He stood up and ran his hand through his hair.
"What explains it?" Rose asked him.
"Are you allergic to anything?" he asked her.
"No." She said.
"Wait. You wouldn't know. Friday. Is Rose allergic to anything?"
Friday's computerized voice spoke through the speakers in the room. "Yes, sir. The allergens are displayed on the main screen at your desk."
The Doctor pushed himself back to the monitor to read the rather large print out of allergens. Rose looked at them in shock. "I'm not allergic to anything! What is this mad computer talking about?"
He read down the long list. "Your body chemistry wouldn't react well to a lot of stuff in this room. Only a small percentage of it can be found on Earth. You wouldn't know what you could have or couldn't have from this."
Rose nodded her head, "Alright. Makes sense. When did you put Friday on the ship?"
He looked back at her. "I installed him when I was on my way back home last night in here. I couldn't sleep. He's just in here. In the med lab."
"Wait. I thought Dad brought the ship home."
He snapped as he thought of something, "I can use that! That would probably be best for this anyway!"
He jumped up and walked over to a cabinet, grabbing two, small glass bottles of liquid from different locations. He pushed his chair back to the desk and put the two bottles into a small machine. He opened the top drawer and took out an empty glass tube, and attached it to the machine as well. He pressed the button and the two liquids mixed together, going into the empty tube. Once it was finished mixing together, he slid the tube of liquid into the small, black, metal box he held.
"Okay, Rose Tyl-" He began.
She held up her finger. "Okay, Rose Tyler, nothing. You hang on a minute."
He raised his eyebrows at her. "Okay. Hanging on. What?"
"You aren't going to tell me what you are on about?" Rose asked him.
He smiled and pointed at her. "I'll tell you as soon as we're done. Deal?"
She nodded. "What's this mess you have put in that box?"
"Something that will make you feel better. Rose, you have a case of post-partum depression. Granted, I think some of it was caused from the recovery you had when you were injured as well, and we just didn't know so we didn't treat it. You growing a baby so fast took a toll on your body. This medicine will make your thyroid gland start making some more hormones to balance out everything. It will make you feel better."
Rose bit her lip. "Is it a needle? Like a shot?"
He smiled and shook his head. "It's like a shot, but not. It doesn't use a needle. It won't hurt."
She looked at the box and then looked at him. "How does it get the medicine in?"
He nodded his head. "It sprays in, through your pores. Like a mist. I'll have to put this one in your neck. Right there, where your thyroid is." He rubbed his thumb against her neck.
She nodded as he leaned in, pressed it to her skin and pressed the button on the back of the box. It sprayed the medicine into her neck. He sat the box on the desk. "Okay. That is you sorted. You should be feeling better in just a few minutes."
Rose rubbed her neck. She was surprised that it wasn't even wet where he had sprayed. He looked back at the computer screens. "I'll look at the rest of this later. We need to get back to our party."
Rose laid her hand on his forearm. "Nope. You were going to look at your sleeping problem that was the deal. Sam is fine."
He rubbed his face as he looked at her. "I don't need a scan to tell me what's wrong. I know what's wrong."
"Mind sharing, then?" Rose teased him.
He smiled at her as he took her hand and kissed it. "Feeling better?"
"I feel…..yeah. Strange. It's like, everything is …. Ummmmm…" Rose tried to find the words.
"Leveled out?" he helped.
"Yes! Like everything is where it is supposed to be. That doesn't make sense, does it?" Rose asked.
He smiled at her, "Makes perfect sense. We'll take this back with us. I'll give it to you three times a day. It will help. In several months, you won't need it anymore."
"Now, back to you. Sleeping problems. What's going on?" Rose asked him.
He dropped his head as he looked back at the scans. "Well, it's clear on these scans of mine, but I realize you probably can't read this. I have enlarged amygdales. There in my brain."
He immediately could sense Rose's fear. He looked back at her and smiled. "Yes, it sounds bad, it's not. I've had it a very, very long time. It's recently just gotten worse."
"What causes that?" Rose asked him.
He sighed and dropped his head. "PTSD will enlarge them. It's very common. I've had it a long time. It's not a big deal."
Rose couldn't believe he was admitting this to her. "So you have PTSD. Is that what you are saying?"
He nodded at her. "Yeah. I've probably had it…. phhhh…. Centuries. Sometimes it's worse than other times."
Rose looked at him in surprise. "Why would it be worse now? Nothing's happened in months."
He rubbed his face and looked down at the floor. "Well. It just…. It's…..a bit unpredictable."
Rose could feel him choosing his words very carefully. He was rubbing the back of his neck and that was always a clear sign that more was going on than he was leading her to believe.
Rose sat back and crossed her arms. "More has been going on, and you have just been keeping it from me."
He bit his lip and looked at her. "I'm not admitting to anything-"
"Then that means there has been! What the hell?" Rose shouted at him.
He rubbed his face with both of his hands, "Rose Tyler. You had enough to worry about."
"You could have still told me!"
He shook his head, "I don't regret keeping certain things from you. You would agree with me about it. And, I'd do it again if I had to! Nothing happened. I knew of things that was planned to happen. Shakes, Lewis and the rest of us, took steps to keep things from happening. Everyone remained safe. You didn't need to know about it."
Rose looked surprised at him, " You took all of that fear from me."
He shook his head, "It was already bad before then. Your fears haven't made it worse. That's not it."
"Well, it certainly hasn't helped it! Take that back out of your head and put it in mine!"
He smiled and shook his head. "This is why I didn't want to tell you about this. I knew that's what you would think. Next, you'll blame yourself. I'm bleeding into you more than either one of us realize."
Rose looked at him seriously, "But, it is my fault."
He took her hands and shook his head. "It's not. You were looking for me. The fault was mine. You wouldn't have been out there if it hadn't been for me. And I don't want it healed up while I sleep. I need it. Leave it alone."
"You need it? What the hell? Are you mad?"
He nodded his head and smiled. "Oh, without a doubt. And never forget that."
Rose sat back and crossed her arms. "Okay, that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. Why wouldn't you want-"
"Because it makes me who I am, Rose. I wouldn't be me without it. I know it sounds mad, but that's it. My pain, now your pain, is a gift. Without it, I would forget the hurt I have inflicted on innocence people and I would do it again."
"Give me back that fear. I can-"
"No, you can't. I won't allow it. I refuse." He told her simply. "Things I've been through were terrible. It makes sense that I just combine yours with mine so only one of us suffers, and no one else has to. Ever." He sighed.
Rose looked shocked at him. "I still have all of those memories. Well, except something you told me not to look for."
He pointed quickly at her. "Don't! Don't ever look for that, Rose. Promise me."
Rose narrowed her eyes at him. "I won't."
He sighed. "Try not to even think about it. Nothing good will come from it. I've hidden away, too."
Rose took his hands and looked at him. "The explosion has triggered this."
He nodded his head. "Yes. That and Sam. Not knowing if he would be alright. I'm sure that's it."
"But he's here. He's fine. Maybe you can sleep now." Rose suggested.
He shook his head. "Nah. There's more to it than that. Things I'd rather not talk about."
"Things about me?" Rose asked him.
He looked up at her quickly, "No. No way! Why would you think that?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "That's just where my mind went."
He shook his head, "No. Nothing to do with you. I promise you that."
Rose looked down at the floor and sighed. He could feel her emotions.
He looked at her in surprise. "I can feel that. You still fear I will leave you. Don't you?"
Rose pointed at him in anger. "Okay, that's not fair! I'm entitled to think without you knowing about it."
He nodded his head, "You're right. Sorry. But, it just…..smacked me it was so strong. How long have you felt that way?"
She sighed, "I don't know. It's just really…..so….."
"Surreal?" he asked her.
She looked at him and smiled, "Yes. Sometimes I look around and can't believe this. You here. Genie, and now Sam."
He laughed under his breath. "I totally get that. Why do you think I have problems sleeping? Sometimes, I have dreams where I'm back on the TARDIS. Alone, and this was all a dream."
Rose leaned in and kissed him quickly. She laid her forehead to his and whispered. "This is real. You are really here."
He smiled and whispered back to her, "Then, I know it's true. I trust you. Completely, Rose."
She smiled at him as she leaned back so she could look at his face.
"So, that I understand. You are having nightmares." Rose asked.
He nodded his head, "Everytime I go to sleep. Stuff you couldn't even imagine. It's just easier not to sleep. After a while, it will get better. It usually does."
Rose looked concerned at him.
"What is it?" he asked her.
She bit her thumb and smiled, "I have a mad idea."
"Oh, shit! Nothing good follows those words." He laughed.
"Your device you use for headaches. Could you modify it to keep you from having nightmares?"
He looked surprised, "Huh. Well….. that's just…"
"Stupid. Yeah, I know-"
"Brilliant! Why haven't I thought of that? Nightmares happen when you go into such a deep sleep. I could modify one to keep me from getting that far into REM sleep. I'd still dream, but wouldn't have these terrible nightmares. Brilliant, Rose!" He kissed her in excitement. He stood up and grabbed the little black box of medicine he made for her and slipped it in his pocket. "I'll do that tonight. Wow."
Rose giggled. "How about that? Our little trip to the Doctor's office helped us both."
He smiled as he looked back up at the screens. "Well, hello…. What is this?"
Rose felt his surprise. "What's wrong?"
He pointed at the screen. "This system has an automatic detector for anything that is wrong. I won't lie, yours has gone mad with alerts. But, I expected that with everything. I'll look into it later. But, this says I have something else, too."
He sat back down and rubbed his beard looking at the screen. "Oh, hell. I don't have time for this. Friday. Where's the problem?"
Friday's voice spoke. "Sir-"
"Stop calling me sir! Haven't we talked about that?"
"My apologies, Doctor."
Rose laughed at him.
"What?" he asked her.
"You, arguing with a computer." Rose laughed.
He smiled and ran his hand through his hair. "Go on, Friday. What is it?"
"You seem to have a foreign object in the palm of your hand, Doctor." Friday told him.
The Doctor turned and zoomed into his hand on the screen. "Huh." He said as he looked closer at it. He looked down at the back of his hand and made a fist. "That's odd. I've never noticed it."
He turned to another screen and put his hand under it. He clicked on the screen and Rose saw an x-ray of his hand as he moved it. He pointed at the screen. "Yep. See there, Rose? From my broken hand. Apparently, a piece of the bone is still in there. Interesting."
"Why didn't heal with the rest of your hand?" Rose asked him.
"I'm not entirely certain how that hand even went back together. Let's just be grateful it did. There were so many tiny pieces of bones in that hand. This is surprising that it doesn't bother me." He told her as he opened and closed his hand under the x-ray monitor.
"What are you going to do?" Rose asked him.
He pushed himself over to another cabinet. "Well, it's a simple thing. It won't take but a second. Well, about six minutes, actually." He dug around and pulled out some instruments and pushed himself back over to the desk. He sat down everything on the desk, and pulled out the device he had demonstrated at the Stark Expo.
Rose's eyes got huge. "What? You're going to do this, now?!"
He looked back at her. "Sure, I am. It won't take long. My hand will be numb until tomorrow morning though. Remember that if you hand me Sam. Come here. I might need some help."
Rose shook her head. "I don't know about this-"
"There is no one I trust more than you in this entire universe, Rose. This isn't a big deal. Just sit here, in case I need you." He insisted.
Rose pushed her chair next to his. "Okay, but I might need some anti-anxiety medication in a bit."
He laughed at her. "You and me both. Alright. First-"
He took a small metal tube with two, tiny, silver posts on the end. He turned it on and Rose saw a blue beam arc between the posts. He touched it to the back of his hand. He grimaced as he looked at Rose. "That always burns a bit at first." He made a fist and then his hand appeared to relax. "Yep. Good and numb."
He laid his hand under the x-ray monitor and made a small cut on the back of it. "Can you hand me those hemostats?" Rose looked confused so he said, "The tweezer-looking scissor things?"
Rose handed them to him. He reached in pulled out the bone. He sat it to the side, then quickly took the device he had made and rubbed it across the open wound, closing it. He turned off the monitor and pushed it back out of the way. He tried to make a fist and his hand was still too numb. He sat down the skin healing device on the desk and picked up the instrument that held the piece of bone. "Gosh. Tiny."
Rose looked at it. "That bone is grey. Are Time Lord bones grey instead of white?"
He smiled at her. "Human bones are grey, too. You didn't know that?"
Rose looked at him and smiled. "Are you serious?"
He laughed, "Completely serious. It's a light grey, like this, but yes."
He sat it on desk. He reached around and opened a drawer. He rubbed his chin as he looked for something. Then he took out a small, glass bottle. He handed it to Rose. Then he used the same hand, and put the piece of a bone inside of it.
He handed her the lid which she twisted on top of the bottle. "What are you going to do with this?"
"I'll probably burn it. It will be cooler soon so we can light a fire at the house. I'll destroy it then." He told her as he looked back at his hand.
Rose pointed at his hand. "You should wrap that so you don't accidently bend it in a strange way while it's numb."
He smiled at her. "You are probably right." He reached up in the cupboard and got a bandage. Rose watched him wrap it up quickly.
"This will probably lead to questions. Ugh. I probably should have waited on doing this. Now, everyone will see this bandage." He complained.
She handed the bottle with the bone fragment back to him.
He stood up and slipped it into his pocket. "Okay. Ready to go back and deal with this madness? Lewis has already asked where we were."
Rose smiled at him, "What did you tell him?"
He chuckled, "Oh, lies. I told him we ran off for a quick shag."
"If only he knew the truth, huh?" Rose teased him.
He smiled as he put his arm around her shoulder and started to walk back towards the transporter room. "Okay. So, the reason I returned with the ship was actually rather interesting."
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