F/O: It seems much shorter than when I first wrote, but I can't really help that.
Many thanks to beta's oldweirdme and dokodemohoney, who were superbly fantastic :D
Chapter One
"You're not foolin' me, I've seen all sorts of things. Nanogenes, Gelf, Slitheen. Oh my god, are you Slitheen?"
"I'm not a Slitheen."
Rose's eyes narrowed suspiciously as she regarded this strange man. Anger boiled in her; worry, confusion, all warring together, making her even more on edge that she was previously. OK, so he wasn't a Slitheen. He had to be something, and there was no way she was falling for his lame excuse about being the Doctor. Who did he think he was kidding?
"You're not foolin' me," she warned, shaking her finger. The impostor's face fell, but she ignored him.
"Bring back the Doctor." She demanded, trying to look as though she could do some real damage if he didn't.
"Rose, I am the Doctor."
"You aren't!" she yelled back, before leaping onto the TARDIS console, her hands seeming to be guided by something higher than her – something whispering in the depths of her mind.. Suddenly, she felt arms, strong arms around her waist. She was lifted back. He was yelling her name, but she wasn't listening. She was kicking and screaming, screaming the Doctor's name again and again. Then she felt something strike her head, and she fell into darkness.
"It was unavoidable. She was creating a racket."
"Then convince her! Restrain her if you have to! We need her."
"I know!" Silence. "You try doing this!"
"You were the perfect candidate. This is your task."
"Then let me get on with it, and get on with your own!"
A smile. An evil smile. "Oh, I am getting on with my task. The subject is reacting quite well…"