Doesn't Remind Me of Anything

Chapter 3 : Out With a Bang

Tai – Yes they did fall from a higher window, it is all revealed in this chapter. It has been proven the Doctor cannot solve everything (hence the hero of the last chapter – Stavishm) well spotted! Never fear there is more trouble ahead on the Doctor/Rose/relationship front.

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Flames tore through the building, scorching everything they touched from tapestry to electronics to robots. The flames leapt up the walls, melting the plastic and shattering the glass. The spiral building fiercely burnt down to the ground trapping all that remand within to a certain death. Yet miraculously the creatures that worked in the building, the ones that had captured Luca and acquired human disguises, were surviving. Their human skin burned away to reveal an army of robots that were teleporting themselves up to their mother ship.

The Doctor and Rose fell to the ground – hard. It didn't hurt the Doctor as badly as it did Rose since he was not human but Rose lay there for a moment with her eyes shut, totally motionless whilst the Doctor sat up and attempted to gather his bearings. Rubbing his eyes, he managed to focus them on Rose's body: she lay there with her blonde hair slightly scorched and tangled around her head like a halo. Her skin was very pale apart from the brightness of the red that covered her cheeks; he watched her chest rise and fall assuring himself that she was alive. He slowly sat up and moved closer to Rose, he gently stroked the hair out of her face as his worried gaze lingered over her body.

'Rose?' he whispered to her, his voice so quiet as though he was afraid of what could happen. A thousand thoughts ran through his mind: What is she doesn't wake up? She has to…she has to! If she doesn't…no she will. She can't leave me – not like this, not after everything we've been through. God, she looks so innocent, so childlike, like a Goddess trapped in time and beauty. His precious Rose lay limp next to him, and he felt that feeling of despair rising through him again – a feeling of devastation soaring through him, it was as though all of the oxygen had been sucked out of his lungs and he dared not move for fear he would shatter into a million pieces. He looked down at her, tears starting to sting in his eyes – then a thought hit him. I am the Doctor. I will not allow this to happen – I swore to protect her and that's what I am bloody well going to do. For Christ's sake, pull yourself together – what's the first rule of time travelling? Expect the unexpected, always be prepared and never, NEVER give up hope, especially not on the ones you…. The Doctor paused shocked by his own thoughts, he quirked an eyebrow as he realised they were true. Yes, especially not on the woman you love. There you go I said it. I love Rose! The Doctor frowned, unsure of how he loved Rose. It wasn't a romantic type of love – sure, she was stunningly beautiful but he wouldn't risk everything they had for that type of relationship. It's more of an untimely, death defying love, a love that will last forever, a love that will allow me to die before allowing anyone or anything to harm her. It is a love that pulls us together when we drift apart, a love that taught us to trust in other people – to believe in the impossible. It is a special kind of love, the kind one cannot put a name on, the kind where you would stay up all night watching awful films with them just because they asked, the kind where you go round her mums for dinner even though you 'don't do domestic', the kind of love where you would risk anything and everything just to see her smile. Yes, he thought, that is how I love Rose.

The smile that had come over his face suddenly disappeared as the looked back down at Rose. He closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair desperately trying to decide what to do.

'Why the long face?' the Doctor heard a voice croak out, he opened his eyes and whipped round to see his Rose moving, his Rose smiling.

Rose looked up at him and her heart stopped when she saw the look of total despair on his face. Her previous resentment towards him started to fade as she saw the empty, lifeless look that hung in his eyes, the pain that possessed his face. But when she spoke, his total attire changed – his deep brown eyes sparkled and his manic grin returned to his face, he knelt next to her and took her hand.

'I knew you'd come round' he said, but not to her – more to himself, as though he was trying toconvince himself that she was really there. She smiled back up at him, squeezing his hand back.

'How you feeling?' he asked her gently.

'Like I just fell out of an impossibly high building….oh wait I did' she laughed up to him, he returned her smile and her laughter then pulled her into his arms. He held her close, trying to warm her body with his own, she returned the hug as fiercely as he had given her and he hoped that she would never let go. Several moments passed until they released their death grips on one another, they gazed into each others eyes for a moment – mentally reassuring themselves that the other was okay. Then they both turned to look at where Mango Corp. had stood – it was now a pile of mangled, twisted metal. Finally shaking themselves out of their haze and brushing bits of ash out of their hair they turned to see Stavishm lying beside them, he slowly raised and turned to his masters. Rose turned to speak to the Doctor but saw him gazing intensely towards where the building had stood. She turned to see what he was gazing at and underneath the remains, underneath the smoking heap of junk Rose saw what he saw. What she saw tore at her heartstrings like nothing had ever done before, what she saw made every horrific moment in her life seem petty in comparison. She saw a dark, cold rage sweep over the Doctors' eyes as he took in what was there. There were metal bars, smoking from the heat of the fire and underneath these bars were a sea of faces. Millions of hands reaching up to the sky, skinny, bony hands – the hands of people who had been captive for what looked like generations. Pale and skeletal these hands reached for the sun as though it had been banished years ago, the desperate pleas that were made by the hands alone was enough to make Rose feel sick to the deepest pits of her stomach.

'Doctor…' Rose whispered, the word barely escaping from her mouth. Whatever pain and confusion she had been feeling a minute ago was miniscule, it had evaporated for she couldn't even begin to imagine the pain and torment that these people must have suffered. Tears of hate, anger, and sorrow began to burn in Rose's eyes – she had seen plenty, more than any human could imagine but this – this was too much. The Doctors' eyes had darkened, and his face set in deep determined lines – sometimes Rose feared him when he looked like this. He looked incredibly dangerous, almost as if he had stepped out of the darkest pit in hell – she struggled to breathe as she watched the rage burn in his eyes, then he started to move. Long purposeful strides, each move more powerful that the next – showing who he has and what he could do. His coat blew back in the wind and the sun sunk into his eyes, Rose knew that in moments like this he was unstoppable, he was the oncoming storm – he was the darkest angel to have ever existed.

They swiftly made their way towards the pits, they reached the top and looked down - by this point Rose couldn't stop the tears from falling out of her eyes. Millions and millions of faces looked up at her, pale, famished, deep sunken eyes that had given up years ago. These were the faces of people who had resigned to their fate, people that had been tortured beyond belief, people that needed the Doctors' help more than anyone in the universe.

'I am the Doctor and I am here to help you' his unyielding voice sent ripples through the ocean of people. His eyes were as emotional as ever as he gazed upon the faces of the uncomprehending people. Using the sonic screwdriver he began working at the bars that help this prison in place. Tugging and tugging was how he worked, sweat dripping down his brow, Rose used strength she didn't even know existed. Together they worked for hours trying to do the impossible – to move the strongest cage known to man and finally the lid broke free. A thousand empty faces stared up at them, not understanding what was happening.

'You're free – you can leave!' the Doctor declared to them, a triumphant smile taking hold of his face. But the people remained in their cage – it was more than a cage to them: it was a home. To some of them, this was all they knew of life – they didn't know of the wonders of freedom, they didn't understand who the Doctor was and what he was doing. The Doctor gazed down at them, his face filled with pity.

'Why aren't they moving?' Rose quietly asked the Doctor. He looked at her, his eyes filled with horror.

'They don't understand' he whispered to himself.

'They don't understand' he repeated louder and louder until all he could hear was his own voice echoing through the city and through his mind.

'Please' he begged, 'please understand. You can leave! You don't have to stay' his voice was filled with desperation and his eyes franticly darted from person to person. Rose looked at him, understanding all the emotions pouring through him, she carefully stepped down into the pit, the stench of sweat and blood and horror flooding her nostrils. She tentatively approached a young girl; she put her arm around her and smiled down at her.

'It's okay, sweetheart, I've got you. No-one can hurt you now' she told the frightened girl. Slowly the girl took Roses' hand and stepped out into the sunlight with her; she felt the heat on her face and reached her hands up into the air. The others watched her, amazed yet one by one they started follow her. The Doctor turned and grinned at Rose, he felt a sudden rush of pride burst through him – he was so amazed by what his Rose had grown into. She smiled back at him and they held each others gaze for a moment, and then they entered the pit helping bring people to the sun – to their freedom.

Rose wandered further into the pit with Stavishm following close behind, the Doctor was still helping people out and hadn't realised she had gone. The further and further they ventured into the darkness the worse the terrible feeling she had in the pit of her stomach got. She entered a small corridor, having to bend her head to fit in it. She walked carefully along it minding not to touch the walls that were covered in years and years of scum. At the end of the passage she saw a tiny door; she continued forward telling Stavishm to remain at the entrance of the corridor. Rose opened the door and before she could scream at what she saw a hand closed over her throat silencing her. The last thing Rose saw before the world blacked out was the blood that spattered the walls.

When the Doctor was convinced everyone was out of the cell he turned to find Rose. Instead he saw Stavishm approaching him – alone. The Doctor froze, he felt his blood run cold as the tension in the room dramatically increased – he could feel something wasn't right.

'Where's Rose' he demanded to know but Stavishm continued to approach with the same expression on his face. The closer and closer he got the more the Doctor began to panic; he felt his pulse rapidly increase before he felt the gut wrenching fear consume his stomach.

'Where's Rose' the Doctor yelled at Stavishm with such rage in his voice. Stavishm looked ruefully up at the Doctor.

'I am sorry Master….' The Doctor's eyes burned darker than they ever had done before. He strode towards Stavishm,

'Tell me where Rose is'

'She asked me to wait outside' and that is when the Doctor knew what had happened – he knew that what he had been dreading for so long had just become a reality.

'You were supposed to keep her safe!' he yelled at Stavishm, is voice consumed by his rage; Stavishm appeared to tremble at the Doctor's state.

'You were supposed to keep her safe' he whispered harshly to himself as he sunk to his knees with his head in his hands. Images of his beautiful Rose flashed through his mind; he had to get her back. He promised himself he would; he had to because without her – he was nothing.


Next Chapter: Rose continued to gaze at her Doctor; black was starting to close in around her vision leaving her with only a small tunnel of vision. She was aware of the thumping pain in her head but she continued to gaze at her Doctor who shone out light.

'We need to speak' the stone voice droned to the Doctor. He jumped up and whirled round to face Luca.

'The hell we do' was the Doctors vicious reply.

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