This is my first ever Doctor Who fanfic but I don't care lol. This, like all my fanfics, is a work in progress and I will probably go back and forwards to change certain things as the story goes on. This is about a time when the 9th Doctor got trapped on earth in this time because the TARDIS was having a break meaning that he couldn't go anywhere and during a lonely night Rose asks him what he's thinking about leading to him telling her this story after she dose a bit of snooping : P Set after Father's Ship.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I myself don't own anything that has to do with Doctor Who and both the Doctor and the TARDIS are trademarks of the beautiful people at the BBC..

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The Dimensional Doctors 1 of 3: She was Fantastic

Chapter 1: There's a lot On His Mind

Every room and floor of the TARDIS was silent and all was dark as Rose slowly and sleepily opened her eyes. She rubbed at them and yawned, allowing herself to wake up gradually. Rose looked round her small room aboard the alien time craft and for a split second thought that she was back home in her flat. It was only when she had woken up properly that she realised where she was and what had gone on in the last few weeks. She remembered now that she was on the TARDIS, was travelling through time with a guy named "The Doctor" and that he had parked the blue police call box right smack, bang in the middle of Leister Square in London, which he had thought was very funny.

Rose pulled herself up so that she was sitting up right in her bed and gazed around the room. To look at her quarters you would think that you where in fact back on Earth in the year 2005 and standing in Rose's own room in the apartment where she lived with her Mum. The Doctor had morphed the once boringly plain alien living quarters into the exact replica of her brightly coloured and interesting bedroom on Earth, in order to help her feel more comfortable and more at home. The Doctor had done this because he knew how she might feel having to spend night after night sleeping in a very strange and boring room. He knew because when he had first started using the TARDIS he had no idea how to work it's morphing capabilities or that it even had any and so spent many months sleeping in a room that was the complete opposite to what he wanted.

Rose had thought that it had been very sweet of him to do such a thing and it did make her feel better when she got ready for bed at night. She had grown quiet fond of the man in the last few weeks that she had been travelling with him and although she didn't know it, he felt that same fondness. It was nice to have someone besides the TARDIS to talk to when he felt a bit lonely or just wanted to have a bit of a chat.

Rose sat there in her bed and sighed. She loved travelling backwards and forwards in time and space along with going to places that she had never in her wildest dreams have imagined and with a person who she considered her best friend. It was amazing, around every corner there was always a new surprise…but all the while she couldn't help but think of her Mum and Mickey and what they where doing now.

Her Mum had been so upset when she had come back almost a year on from when she had left and Rose couldn't help but feel that she was betraying her Mum by not telling her where she had been. But in time Jackie Tyler had come to understand that even thought her daughter might not always be in the safest place, she was in a place that she wanted to be and that it was her own choice to make which helped Rose to feel less guilty about what she was doing and leaving her Mum behind. Rose decided not to think about it anymore as it was making her miss home even more than she usually did.

After a minute or two of wriggling about she finally managed to settle down so that she could get a little more sleep before the Doctor inevitably would come into her room, bouncing about like a child who had eaten way too much sugar and tell her to get up. Rose's head was just about to hit the pillow again when she suddenly could hear the sound of soft footsteps moving backwards and forwards beyond her bedroom door.

Rose sat up once again in her bed. She listened intently as the footsteps moved up and down the corridor, as if transplanting something from one point to the other. She slipped out from underneath the covers of her bed and reached for the vase that for some reason was lying on the floor. She gripped it tightly in her hand as she made her way to the door slowly, cautiously. Ever since her encounter with the Gelth in the year 1869 she had been wary of strange noises. Rose knew that there where no gas pipes anywhere in the TARDIS but that didn't mean that her over active imagination couldn't go mad and scare her half to death.

She grasped so tightly to the vase that her knuckles were turning white as she raised it above her head. Her heart began to pound inside her chest. Her breathing became harsh and ragged as she reached the door. Her hand was mere centimetres from the doors handle when she collected all her courage and took a deep breath. Rose flung open the door and yelled out as she brought the vase down over…the Doctor's head.

He fell to the floor, his sonic screwdriver in hand, after Rose had brought down vase over the Doctors' head so hard that she succeeded in knocking him out cold. At first the young blonde had smiled triumphantly to herself and thought of the praise she would get from the Doctor for stopping this intruder, but her smile disappeared when she finally realised that it was the Doctor who she had attacked without warning. "Oh my God! Doctor!" cried Rose, kneeling down to check if he was still alive. "Why dose this sort of thing happen to me?" moaned Rose to herself as she checked the Doctor's pulse and found that his two heart beats where still there and still strong. She jumped a little when a muffled moan came from the Doctor and he rolled over onto his back.

He winced as the back of his now bruised head touched the cold, hard floor beneath him. The Doctor's eyes opened and looked up at Rose. To him she was just a very misty blur but as his vision began to clear he could clearly see the young, 19 year-old human looking down on him. "Oh it would be you wouldn't it!" he muttered sarcastically as he tried to focus on everything around him, "What in the blue blazes of Hell did you think you were doing?" the Doctor moan up at her while bringing his hand up behind his head to try and rub the pain away, "This is going to hurt tomorrow."

"I'm so so sorry. I woke up cause I heard footsteps in the corridor and I didn't know it was you." Rose helped the Doctor to his feet, which on her part took some great effort because he was 6 feet tall and heavier than she was…you do the math. After heaving the Doctor onto his feet Rose suddenly realised that none of the hall lights where of which was strange.

One of the things that Rose understood about the TARDIS was that it didn't like to use up energy when it wasn't needed and due to this the lights only came on in the corridors if someone was physically in them. It was sort of like the motion detectors that were on the garden lights that people put near their garages or back gardens so that if they had to go out when it was dark then their movements would activate the lights. Well the TARDIS was like that only the lights didn't activate when they detected movement but when they detected a living bio sign coming towards them. Due to the fact that both the Doctor and Rose were very much alive, it was weird that none of the lights were on, leaving them in darkness besides from the faint light that was coming through the open door of the Doctor's quarters.

Rose guessed that maybe the bulb had one or something or maybe that the bio sign sensors where powered down and a button needed to be pushed to turn them back on again. Rose stretched her arms out to try and search for such a button so that she could check the Doctor's head in the light to make sure that it was ok. After a moment or two of searching Rose heard an exasperated sigh coming from the Doctor as he reached out to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her back to his side. He knelt down to pick up his sonic screwdriver off of the floor and then pointed it up towards the ceiling. After fiddling around with it for a few moments and a bit more exasperated sighing, the Doctor finally found the right setting and put the sonic screwdriver into action.

A soft humming sound could be heard as if something above them was heating it's self up in preparation for springing into life. All of a sudden the lights came on, but the light was not coming from the usual over-head lighting but from an assortment of old Victorian, Art Nuevo, Edwardian and Tiffany lamps lined the hall in a beautifully warm and golden glow.

Rose looked up and down the hall, gazing at all the different lamps, "Erm…these weren't all here when I went to bed. Actually there weren't any here when I went to bed." She said, very puzzled.

"I know," said the Doctor as he let go of her arm and went over to a very large, beautifully coloured Victorian lamp and using his fingers to rub off a little dirt on the coloured glass, "A long time ago I had the TARDIS decorated in a gothic style so it was very dark and so needed a lot of lamps to light my room and the control room properly. Well when I got bored of the gothic I moved all the lamps into my room but it's getting a bit crowded in there so I decided to move them out here." The Doctor looked around him, very pleased with what he had achieved.

Rose rolled her eyes and shook her head slightly. He's always gibbering about something isn't he, can't stay still for a second…dose he ever sleep? Rose wondered to herself as she looked around the hall. The walls were no longer gold and beige but were now rich in vibrant colours of emerald green and deep browns. Its style was also Victorian like most of the lamps that lined that hallway on the floor and on small tables. Under their feet there were polished oak floor that looked like it had been there for an age and above their heads there was wonderfully pristine white plaster ceiling with cherubs and oak leaves moulded around the boarders. It reminded Rose somewhat of her great-grannies downstairs hall that she used to play in when she was little and was visiting her with her mum. Rose stood there in a daydream until she was brought back into reality by the sound of the Doctor's voice, babbling on. He so likes to show off, thought Rose as she turned to the Doctor who now had his arms folded and was in his "acting all smarmy and clever" stance.

"I can morph the interior of the TARDIS into any shape or form that I like and right now I'm in a sort of antiquey mood and so came up with this." The Doctor unfolded his arms and gestured in front of him, "I was just finishing it off and was away to go and make a few upgrades to the TARDIS's main control systems but that was until you bashed me over the head while screaming like a banshee." Rose looked back at the Doctor again and as she suspected he had that wide, bright and almost smug smile plastered onto his face as if he was secretly telling Rose what an idiot of an ape she had been.

"Hey I said I was sorry and anyway you got what you deserved for sneaking about the place in the middle of the night with no lights on." Rose smiled defiantly back at the Doctor and her smile grew as his faded. "I was not sneaking! This is my ship and you're only here because-"

"Because you asked me to come along?" interrupted Rose, still smiling when the Doctor began to get flustered at the fact that she was doing a good job at beating him at his own game.

"Yes but that isn't the point Rose Tyler-" said the Doctor, pointing the sonic screwdriver at her before he was once again interrupted.

"Well what is the point then Doctor?" she was teasing him now just for the pure pleasure that she got out of it and he knew it all too clearly. Rose was now radiating arrogance but it was just in the playful way that it always was between the two of them. She had her arms and legs crossed over each other and was leaning up against the doorframe of her room, one eyebrow arched.

"The point is…erm…the point is…AH! The point is, is that this is my ship and over there is my room," stated the Doctor, pointing towards his own door, "and that through there," he said, pointing towards the control room of the TARDIS, "is my ships nervous system which if you will excuse me needs a little TLC and upgrading." Rose stood up straight as he spoke and felt a little ashamed as he left her standing there in her Hello Kitty PJ's as he stormed down the corridor towards the stairs and disappeared from her sight. As much as Rose did feel sorry that she had annoyed him she couldn't understand why he had reacted to it in the way that he did. She had teased no more than she usually would and he would always take it in good humour and tease her right back but today it was completely different. Something was bothering him big time and for once it wasn't her. Rose decided to give him a few minutes to cool while she got dressed and then she would go and find the Doctor and find out what he was thinking about.

Well that the revised version of my first chapter and I want to say thanks to Abs for the review and as you can see the paragraphs are more broken up now :D