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Chapter 59 - Confusion

The Doctor woke up. He was laying on his side in his and Rose's bed. He lay there thinking about what he had just dreamed. Then he mumbled. "Sara Genevieve and Samuel Alistair Peter."

"Welcome back. Are you rested?" Rose whispered to him. She lay on her side, facing him. Sam lay in front of her, nursing. The Doctor smiled at her.

"I just had the craziest dream I've ever had in any of my lives." He told her quietly as he moved closer and kissed Sam on the back of his tiny head. He laid his hand on her hip and kissed her quickly.

Rose leaned up to look at Sam. She moved her shirt down so he could get to her breast better. He was nearly asleep. She rubbed his cheek with her finger to encourage him to eat a bit more. He woke up and continued to nurse. He made a loud, sucking noise which made them both smile.

The Doctor looked at Sam. "He's finally got it. He's a pro now."

Rose smiled down at him. "Yeah. Having his breakfast in bed."

He smiled as he rolled over and ran his hand through his hair. He noticed his shirt was missing. "Where is my shirt?"

Rose didn't look up from Sam. "I took it off of you. I thought it would make you more comfortable."

He ran his hands across his legs. "Damn, you took my trousers, too?"

She looked back at him and grinned. "Yes. I stopped there, though."

"Didn't think you could control yourself, huh?" he teased her.

"More like I was afraid I would wake you up if I did anything else." She teased him back.

He laughed quietly as he sat up and rubbed his face. "The gods. Where is Genie? What if she comes in here?"

Rose looked at Sam. "She went home with my mum."

Sure he was missing something, he realized he was still a bit confused.

Rose asked him quietly as she played with Sam's hair. "What time is it?"

"5:17 in the morning. Have I really been asleep this long?"

Rose nodded at him. "You were exhausted. I know it is a lot for you. Especially, when you only need two to three a night."

He stopped rubbing his face and looked back at her in shock. "How do you know that?"

She smiled at him. "You were talking in your sleep. I just had to ask you. It was a rather funny conversation we had."

Worried about what he did say, he pulled his pillow up and sat up in the bed. He could sense Rose's amusement. "I'm not even going to ask. I'm sure it will all come out."

Rose giggled, "Oh, it will. I'm sure."

He picked up his phone off the nightstand and lay back in the bed. He looked around and didn't immediately see his trousers. "Rose. I think I probably need to get some glasses to just keep next to the bed."

He rolled over and showed Rose the phone. "Sweetheart. Can you read this? I can't see it."

Rose looked at his phone. "That's a text from Howie. He says he needs to talk to you about a Cyberman in the desert."

He groaned. "That's the last thing I read last night before I got shot. Which reminds me…" He dialed a number and waited for someone to answer. He scratched his bare chest as he waited for someone to answer.

"Hey. It's me. Mate, can you bring that suit back over here?" he asked someone.

Rose could hear a male voice on the other end of the call.

"No. Rose saw it on CNN. Torchwood and the CIA now have you on their radar, too. We need to put something on it to make it a bit more, invisible. I have just the thing. If the good guys can see you, so can the bad guys."

Rose heard the voice agree.

"Yeah, I'm home all day today. Your personal shield works great. Well done on that, Ace. I tried it out last night." He rubbed the side of his head to find it was completely healed up. Rose sensed his surprise as he looked back at her with a look of curiosity on his face. The voice on the other end continued to speak as the Doctor looked at her.

He looked around the room as he realized he was still very confused about some things. But then he suddenly remembered. "Oh! Right! I figured out the contacts!"

Rose heard the voice laugh.

"They are screens that display readouts and information from Jarvis. You wear the sunglasses so you can see the screens better."

Rose heard Tony's voice yell, "That's it! Got it! I'll bring you some! You'll love it!"

He laughed, "Alright. I'll see you then." He ended the call and sat the phone back on the table. He ran his hand through his hair and quickly became lost in his thoughts.

Rose finishing feeding Sam, who had finally fell asleep. She covered herself back up and rubbed Sam's back. "So, Tony is the silver, Cyberman thing in the desert?"

He nodded his head. "Yeah. He has been doing it for a while."

He could feel Rose's pity. "Poor man. He can't bring his friend he lost back. I know that's been hard on him."

"He was doing it before he died. Did you know this friend of his?" He turned and asked her.

She smiled, "Yes. I met him a few times. Whenever, Tony was being an ass, Rhodey would come and redirect him someplace else. I think he probably kept him out of a lot of trouble over the years."

He continued to run his hand through his hair and tried to organize his thoughts. Rose could sense his puzzlement.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" Rose asked him.

The Doctor turned and looked at Rose's concerned face. He nodded his head. "Yeah. I'm just really confused."

"You really took a hard blow to the head last night. What do you remember?" Rose asked him as she kissed Sam's head.

He shook his head, "I don't know. I remember Lewis telling us to come home. I remember Jack thumping me in the head. How did we get home?"

Rose smiled at him. "Timon brought us. You went right to sleep once you came home. You said you had a bad headache."

"And it's all healed up this morning. Thank you for that." He smiled at her.

She smiled back at him. "You're welcome. Michelle still thinks you are hurt though, so take the day off. Go play football with your mates and try not to get hurt again."

He ran his hand through his hair again. "No, there's something I was going to tell you. Something important. Why am I so confused? I feel like I can't think straight."

Rose looked at him. "Sweetheart. You really got hit very hard. Give it some time. You'll be alright."

He looked back at her. "You seem, tired. Has Sam kept you up all night?"

She smiled, "No. I was watching you sleep. I was worried about you."

He leaned over gently and kissed her. "I'm alright. Go onto sleep. Do you want me to take Sam?"

She smiled as she closed her eyes. "No, he's fine."

He sat back against the pillows and tried to collect his thoughts. He knew there was something he was supposed to tell Rose, but he couldn't remember what it was. Then he rubbed the side of his head where he had been injured the night before. Then he remembered how Rose had insisted on helping him heal from his PTSD.

"Rose." He looked at her. "Did you-"

He stopped as he realized she was asleep. He lay down and watched her. She looked so peaceful and he could feel how safe she felt. He couldn't help the smile that came over his face as he tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear.