Okay, this is my first attempt at fan fiction. Please review and tell me what you think (and whether I should stick to my day job). Thanks!

Is set after the last episode of season one – Parting of the Ways.

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who – but if I did…..

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Oh How Time Flies

The familiar sound of the Tardis wailed in the background screeching in Rose's eardrums as she clung onto the safety railing that surrounded the main computer system. Rose's hands clung on tightly, her nails digging into her skin, she could feel the sweat dripping through her fingers as she willed herself not to let go. She glanced up, she shook her head so that her hair would fall out of her eyes and she saw the Doctor. He was holding onto the railing grinning at her, she smiled back an unsteady smile at him still unsure of who this man was. She knew he was the Doctor but was he her Doctor? He had changed right in front of her eyes yet she could not trust that this was not a trick. For all she knew some other form of alien could have vaporised him out of the Tardis and put a complete stranger in front of her – who she just accepted as the Doctor. Well what else could she do, she had no-one else to turn to and no-one else to trust. She had to trust in her heart that the Doctor had not left her because when ever she thought that he had a rush of fear sparked through her veins making her head dizzy. She couldn't give up hope or she would have nothing left.

The Doctor watched Rose and knew that she was still having trouble trusting him, he watched her small human mind go over and over the information still trying to find something she had missed. Whenever he thought of Rose losing trust in him, a terrible feeling consumed his stomach, giving him the urge to vomit. Whenever he saw her frown or worry he wanted to hold her in his arms and promise everything would be alright. He just couldn't stand to see his precious Rose hurting – and what made it all the worse was that he knew it was his fault. He didn't want her to know how he felt so instead he smiled at the look on her face, it was all scrunched up – as it did when she tried to think – the Doctor thought that this expression made her appear quite adorable and he couldn't help but laugh at her. She glanced up at him, pausing for a moment, and then forgetting her thoughts as she slowly joined him in the laughter. He held on to the safety bar with both hands and was slowly trying to walk towards Rose.

This is how it should be, he thought, back how we used to be – before I changed – before she lost her faith in me.

Finally the Tardis stopped on the ground with a large final shudder that knocked Rose and the Doctor onto the floor. Each of them rolled onto their sides to face one another – they grinned at each other again before the Doctor jumped up. He put his hand out to Rose.

'Barcelona – here we are!' the Doctor declared. Rose looked tentatively at his hand – the look was only for a split second - but the Doctor saw it. It was in moments like this that he felt so awkward, like he had caused her an untimely amount of pain and was trying to fix it but taking her across the galaxy. It was times like this that the guilt he felt building up inside of him seemed even stronger. She grasped his hand and he yanked her up so she stood by his side. He gazed down at her, studying her eyes, they seemed as bright as they used to be. Her eyes were a browny green – maybe hazel the Doctor decided. But the glint in her eye had left – it used to always be there, a small glint of mischievousness that sparkled in her eyes whenever they went on an adventure. This sparkle had been replaced with a hint of worry, a worry for him or because of him – but it was one of those things: blink and you miss it.

'So here we are – the planet Barcelona' she confirmed to him. His enthusiastic grin took a hold of his face again as he started telling Rose of the dogs with no noses.

'Right, dogs with no noses' Rose repeated. The Doctor frowned down at her – she seemed to be repeating everything he said and this just worried him even more. He smiled down at her and put his hand out.

'Ready?' he asked her. She took his hand, looked up at him and smiled.

'As I'll ever be' she muttered under her breath as she allowed herself to be dragged out of the Tardis doors.

Oh god, Rose thought, what if this isn't the real Doctor and I'm about to be murdered. No, pull yourself togethershe told herself, the Doctor just wouldn't abandon me – he promised. Hoping that would be enough, Rose pulled herself together ignoring the rapid beating of her heart and the sickness she felt in her stomach. She returned the Doctors eager grin and squeezed his hand back. Hand in hand they stepped out of their world straight into another.

To the citizens of Barcelona the Doctor and Rose were a strange sight. Standing hand in hand beside their blue box they stood out in the dramatic landscape. The Doctor was dressed in his pin strip suit, his jacket and converses whilst Rose was dressed in a green t-shirt with the logo 'It's always the quiet ones' scrawled across the front of the shirt in black writing. She wore scuffed jeans with rips, which she had to explain many times to the Doctor that they came that way – she hadn't fallen over a lot. To finish the outfit of she had black trainers and her hair lose over her shoulders. Holding the Doctors hand she looked around Barcelona in awe.

'You never said it would be like this' she managed to squeak out after she stood there with her mouth hanging open for several minutes.

'Did I not?' the Doctor replied, smiling at her as he watched her expression. He loved this moment, to him the best part of every adventure was to watch Rose's reaction to the new exciting places he took her. It was in these smiles that he knew Rose hadn't completely given up on him. Rose looked around the landscape and was amazed by what she saw. There were hills of purple grass littered with dogs – dogs with no noses – but they weren't regular dogs. When she pictured Barcelona she had envisioned Labrador puppies – like the Andrex ones – not huge dogs of breeds she didn't even know existed, these dogs towered over her making her feel bad for every time she shouted at the neighbours' dog as it howled into the night. These dogs could defiantly eat me alive – very quickly, Rose thought.

Rose's eyes widened as she saw the fangs that hung out of their mouths and the slobber that ran down their jaws. Their teeth must have been as big as her fingers, her hands were the size of their ears, she looked down at her legs – they seemed midget compared to the beasts' tails. She could very easily be a toy to them – she could imagine being thrown down the field and having these beasts chasing her ready for a taste.

Almost as though he was sensing her unease, the Doctor put an arm around her shoulders and gave her a squeeze.

'Don't worry – they won't bite' he teased her. She looked up at him

'Yeah, that's what my neighbour said before his dog attached itself to my leg – I still have the scar!' she exclaimed to him. He started walking forward leaving Rose to follow, laughing to himself he told her,

'They're vegetarians'. Her face relaxed as she started jogging to catch up with the Doctors' brisk pace. She opened her mouth to shout at him for not telling her before she saw the beasts approach but the words were lost in her throat. What she saw next amazed her; they were on top of one of the purple hills gazing over the city.

'This', said the Doctor, 'Is Barcelona'. In front of them were buildings built in the most spectacular shapes, in circles, squares, even spirals. Some buildings seemed to reach the sky – the sky which was cloudless, it had two suns shining down over a magnificent rainbow that joint one end of the city to the other. Below, small space ships were flying through the streets – these were small and reminded Rose of the bumper cars from when the fair came to town.

'It's beautiful, isn't it' the Doctor said in awe to Rose who could only nod.

Up in the sky humungous birds flapped their wings sending gusts of wind over the Doctor and Rose, their screams and squawks echoed through the city seeming to bounce off of the buildings and gaining in volume.

'Wow, what are those' Rose asked the Doctor gazing at the birds, shuddering at their squawks.

'Those', he said frowning, 'are Sucoses.'

'Wow, is everything here, like ten times bigger' she asked him, sounding like an excited child. He grinned at her,

'Nope, just the dogs', he frowned up at the Sucoses studying their behaviour. They were circling over the city centre – one building in particular: the spiral one.

'The Sucoses should not be here' the Doctor informed Rose

'They feed of off life; they flock to absorb the energy of dieing creatures. When anything dies it sends out tiny signals, waves if you like. These waves can be heard by certain creatures – such as the Sucoses, which then circle and wait feeding off of tiny dieing particles. It's a bit like when I regenerated; swirls of energy were fading out of my body and back into the Tardis'

'How could I forget' Rose muttered, still not too keen to speak on that subject as images of the Doctor laying on the floor screaming in pain came to her mind, ignoring Rose's discomfort the Doctor continued hoping to remove those images from her mind.

'As we die each particle has its last breath, in which it releases all the energy it holds – explaining why as you die your body gets so tired. The Sucoses feed off this energy, restoring its stocks. Generally only one will be found at about five bodies as they are rather possessive – also very common in massacres'. Frowning, Rose looked at the Doctor

'But if there's only one per five bodies, why are there about a hundred up there?' the Doctor gazed over the landscape, his face deep in thought.

'A very good question', his face lit up as he grinned down at her and he took her hand

'Want to find out?' he asked her, she smiled back at him

'Where do we start?' she replied eager to go.

'Well', the Doctor said pointing towards the spiral building where the Sucrose tried to perch, 'I would say right about there'. Hand in hand they started to walk down the hill, they both paused and looked at one another – they'd had the same thought. Together they rolled down the hill, Rose squealing in delight. This, she thought, is how we should be – how he should be. Lying at the bottom of the hill the Doctor and Rose looked at each other, remembering why they travelled, why they loved their lives.

Hand in hand the Doctor and Rose strolled through the streets of Barcelona stopping every now and again to 'oooo' and 'arrr' at beautiful buildings – buildings that defeated every law of construction that Rose knew. Rose was constantly ducking down believing the space crafts were going to hit her – even though they were miles above their heads, which caused the Doctor to fall into fits of laughter constantly. On their way to the building they were acting like tourists, gazing in every shop window and pointing things out to one another. They were walking past an alley way when suddenly a robot – about the size of Rose started walking towards her.

'Mistress, Mistress!' the robot declared as it accelerated towards Rose. She turned to see a robot – a bit like tin man from the wizard of Oz – nearing her. This robot was her height and gleamed silver in the sun light. She noticed that certain patches of metal didn't match his body – some of them were bronze. His robotic jaw moved up and down as she realised the robot was on wheels and was rolling towards her.

'Err, Doctor…' rose whispered as she started to step back. The Doctor shook his head at her

'Don't be such a wuss. He is obviously harmless – let's say hello' the Doctor decided cheerfully, pulling Rose towards the robot.

'Mistress!' it declared as it tried to bow in front of her

'Err, sorry mate but I think you've got a bit confused' she tried to tell it. The Doctor smiled warmly at it and held his hand out

'I'm the Doctor and this is my friend Rose. It's a pleasure to meet you' the Robot looked at his hand and bowed over it.

'It is a pleasure sir. I am Stavishm, ready to obey orders.' his robotic voice answered, it wasn't an unpleasant voice but sounded like those announcements played over intercoms. The Doctor widened his eyes and raised his eyebrows; he nudged Rose in the ribs

'Look, we have our own robot!' he teased. She glared at him

'It's nice to meet you, but I ain't your mistress' she told Stavishm. He shook his head and smiled at her.

'I am Stavishm, I am ready to obey orders' he replied.

'But I don't have any!' she protested

'Ready to obey orders' Stavishm repeated. Rose glanced at the Doctor in despair she didn't know what to do. She was willing him with her eyes to talk control of the situation so they could get on their way. He just raised his eyebrows at her and smiled so she turned and continued to walk down the street. Stavishm turned and started to follow her, Rose swung round on her heels.

'Really, it's okay! I don't have any orders' she told him, starting to get annoyed.

'But it is my purpose. I must serve my master and mistress. It is what I was made for' he told Rose. The Doctor, lost in thought walked up to the pair. The Doctor took advantage of this, he knew if he failed to protect Rose or she thought he wouldn't save her – she would be safe. He knew that theses Robots were very loyal and would protect Rose with its last breath.

'I command you to protect Rose' he declared to Stavishm, the robot turned to look at him

'Yes, Master'. The Doctor grinned who was at Rose who was now glaring at him. I don't need protecting, Rose thought, but hang on – if he is hiring someone else to protect me does this mean he won't or he can't? Maybe he knows more than he is letting on, a more sinister secret that he is keeping from me. They continued to walk down the street

'I don't need protecting' she wined to him

'Well, it's settled now. Anyway, can never have to much help' he told her. Yeah, she thought, that's true. Well at least Stavishm can protect me if you…if you leave again.. Stop it! He is the Doctor; I have to stop thinking like this. Sensing that Rose was deep in thought the Doctor started chattering cheerfully to Stavishm.

'So Stavishm, that's an unusual name', Stavishm just looked at him.

'Right well, I have to say I love your body work. The soldering is so perfect, not a single flaw I must say. I do wish you would tell me the name of your creator' he gushed to the robot. Stavishm looked up in shock, as though he had never been praised before.

'Doctor!' Rose whispered, hitting him gently on the arm.

'You're being rude!' she told him, he looked down at her and frowned

'Am I?', he asked her and she nodded in return. He looked back to Stavishm

'Sorry, didn't mean to offend you' the Doctor told him. Suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks causing Rose to stumble.

'We're here' he declared, and the trio gazed up at the spiral building marvelling its' height. The Doctor walked up to a gold plate attached to the glass walls. It read:

Mango Corp.

67842 Barcelona Plaza

By Appointment Only

'An appointment, eh, that's always a good thing to have', confidently the Doctor entered the doors with Rose and Stavishm following behind. As soon as they reached the receptionist desk, they were surrounded by robots baring guns. The Doctor and Rose stood back to back eyes widening at the Robots surrounding them.

Click – the sound of a trigger being pulled back echoed around the building.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------There we go – my first attempt. Another chapter will be posted…. if it is liked! Please Review, thanks!

Next Chapter: Rose had her eyes squeezed shut – she couldn't bare to open them. This is it, she thought, this is how I am going to die. Her eyes were clamped tightly shut and she could feel tears beginning to trickle out of them, her hand reached back and found the Doctors'.