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Doesn't Remind me of Anything
Chapter 14: Nothing's Gunna Stop Us Now
The blue 1950's London police box stood in the empty corridor of ward 6. The ward had remained empty for years – ever since the hospital in central Barcelona was built. Further down the corridor in ward 7 a blonde girl lay lost beneath a sea of blankets. She had been in the hospital for a week each day regaining a small amount of colour, each minute a machine bleeping her status. Several times the machines had screamed in warning as her heart rate rapidly plummeted but thankfully the nurses' of Hospital Barcelona were well equipped when it came to looking after patients – she was a fighter, everyone was sure of that, if she hadn't been a fighter she would most defiantly be dead by now. At her bed side sat a man – a man who was so tall and so thin, a man who sat there every minute of every day not leaving to eat nor leaving to sleep. A man who sat there waiting for her to awaken, waiting for her to open her eyes and reassure him everything was alright, waiting to hold her in his arms – he was waiting for her to live. He had a bandage wrapped around his hand, and his eyelids were heavy with sleep but remaining open just to watch her – just in case she moved.
Roses' eyes slowly flickered as she began to awaken, the first things they settled on was the shaped of a man sitting at her bedside holding her hand. She blinked a few more times as her eyes tried to focus; when her vision cleared she saw the man was the Doctor. Her heart stopped as she saw the pain and restlessness in his eyes as he watched her, the unknowing was killing him slowly. He looked so tired and so pale, his eyes staring hopelessly ahead as though he was lost deep in thought. She hated seeing him like this, so alone, so afraid, the future so uncertain and tearing at his soul, she managed to tear her gaze out of the shadows in his eyes and squeeze his hand. His head turned swiftly and his eyes met hers – a grin lit up his face
'Rose!' he exclaimed as she smiled up at him, she no longer looked as pale as she had done when he'd brought her here a week ago. The pink tint had returned to her cheeks, her eyes sparkled with life once again and her smile still lit up everything inside of him.
'Hey' she greeted him softly with a grin. He looked at her then pulled her into his arms, he held her there crushing her to his chest assuring himself she really was okay.
'How you feeling?' he gently asked her, she was still against his chest, her head resting on his shoulder looking into his eyes. She rubbed her forehead groggily
'Well I've felt a hell of a lot better but compared to before I feel wonderful' she told him as she reclined into him. He looked at her, his eyes still searching her – checking she was okay. She gave him a reassuring smile and squeezed his hand
'I'll be fine!' she told him 'I'm still here aren't I?'
'Barely' he muttered under his breath – but luckily she missed that.
'How long have I been in here for?' she asked him
'A week' he told her gravely. She seemed shocked that she had been in there for so long. Her hand began to search her body and she felt the stitches on her forehead, the stitches on the back of her head, the dressing on her shoulder and the drip in her arm.
'Wow' she murmured as she felt all her injuries
'Does it hurt?' he quietly asked her – she tore her eyes away from her bullet wound and looked up to meet his eyes. She slowly shook her head
'No, everything's numb' she told him. He gave her a small smile
'Good, I made sure they regularly upped your pain medication' he told her. She gave him a mock shocked look
'What?' he asked grinning 'I couldn't bear to see you in any more pain – not after all of this' he told her. She smiled sweetly at him before looking at his other hand
'What happened?' she asked him softly. He looked at his hand and grimaced, he looked back at her and smiled gently
'Nothing much – just saved the world – nothing new' he joked with her. She looked at him seriously
'What happened?'
'It's over – that's all you need to know' he told her reflecting on the past week. She gently stroked the fingers of his broken hand
'Does it hurt?' she asked, her eyes troubled. He looked mildly surprised at her question and then smiled
'Why are you worrying about me? It's nothing in comparison to what you've been through' her reminded her but she just smiled mysteriously. She threw her arms around his neck and hung there momentarily until he close his arms around her back completing the hug
'I've missed you' she whispered. He held her close breathing in her scent
'Are you sure you're okay? This last week has been hell' he whispered into her hair. She ran her fingers through his hair and smiled at him pulling away slightly
'I'm fine!' she exclaimed.
'Okay, okay!' he moaned back
She frowned for a moment
'Stavishm' she quietly said before looking at him 'Where is he?' she asked studying his eyes. He gave her a small smile
'I'm sorry' he gently told her 'He's gone back to Crescent Chase with Crevasse' she looked down at her hands trying to hide her sadness.
'With Crevasse?' she asked carefully
'His body' the Doctor awkwardly told her
'Oh… your hand?' she asked knowingly – he nodded. She began to play with her fingers unable to believe he didn't say goodbye – the Doctor watched her for a moment then reached inside his pocket.
'He asked me to give you this' he warmly told her. Her face lit up and she grinned at him
'Thank you!' she exclaimed. He smiled at her before standing
'I'm gunna go…. let you read your letter alone… I'll be….' he began to stumble as he glanced around. She smiled at him
'Go rest! You need some' he looked at her fondly then nodded ready to obey her orders. He walked up to her and pressed a kiss to her forehead
'Get better, yeah? I'll see you soon' he promised her, she nodded
'Thanks' she called out waving the note. He smiled one last time before he walked around the corner and disappeared out of sight. He walked to the Tardis that was parked in the corridor; he crawled into his bed and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Rose fingered the note, holding it between her fingers contemplating what to do. She had to read it; she knew that, she just didn't know what it would say. She lent back into the pile of cushions that propped her up and sighed to herself. She gingerly opened the note feeling the texture of the paper underneath her sore fingers.
Rose,
I'm sorry that I had to go, but I had to get Crevasse back. I would say it was lovely meeting you but that doesn't even begin to sum it up. All I can say is thank you so much, for showing me how to feel, how to remember and how to love. Without you I'd still be a tin man with a tin heart – you gave me meaning. I will miss you so much, but we will meet again one day – Goodbye Rose Tyler.
Forever Yours,
Stavishm
She held the note to her as tears began to form in her eyes, she couldn't believe he was gone – her sweet caring protector. She sighed for she knew all good things must come to an end. She lay in her bed contemplating her metal hero before she quickly gave into sleep and settled for dreams of the Doctor and Stavishm.
Several hours later the Doctor had awoken and freshened up, he clutched a bag of grapes, a watermelon and a bunch of flowers. He nervously entered her room to find her sleeping; she looked so adorable when she was sleeping the Doctor thought. Her eyes slowly flickered open as she blinked away the last remains of sleep
'Doctor?' she groggily asked.
'I'm here' he told her as he walked over to her bed. On the table he put down his gifts
'What's that for?' she asked confused. He smiled at her
'For you! I brought you grapes to make you better, watermelon because…. well everyone needs a watermelon, and flowers to brighten up the place a bit' he casually told her grinning. She beamed back at him
'You brought me flowers!' she exclaimed 'You big old softie!' she teased smiling coyly at him. He pretended to act nonplussed
'Don't know what you're talking about!' he teased before he sat on the side of her bed. She grinned at him then took his hand between hers
'Don't' she said knowingly as she studied his eyes. He paused for a moment unsure of what to say
'Don't feel guilty' she asked him. He opened his mouth to speak but seemed torn about what to say, she picked up his hand and pressed it against her face
'Please?' she asked, he drew his eyes away from the floor up to meet hers.
'But if I hadn't-' he begun to explain but she shook her head shushing him
'No. It's no ones fault – and I wouldn't change it, not a day of it, okay?' she told him. He paused for a moment studying her eyes before giving in with a smile
'Fine' he moaned in agreement. They sat there like that for a moment then Rose began to move the blankets, he looked at her confused
'Help me then' she moaned at him, he cocked his head at her
'Do what exactly?' he asked. She smiled,
'Get out of this bed – I need to stretch my legs' she told him as she sat up
'But did the nurse say you could?' he asked standing up. She grinned at him, her eyes twinkling
'Doctors' orders' she laughed. He shook his head but joined her in the laughter, it felt so good to see her happy again and he wasn't going to take that away from her. Rose swung her legs over the bed until her feet met the floor, she tried to stand but instantly faltered – the Doctor was there to catch her, he always was. He smiled gently down at her
'Easy does it' he reminded her before slipping his hand around her waist to help support her weight. Together they slowly made their way over the window and the seats that were in front of them.
They sat down on a sofa, the Doctor in a corner and Rose curled up against him, her head resting under his chin and their hands intertwined. Together they looked out on the setting suns of Barcelona happy and content in each others company
'This is what it's all about' he told Rose smiling at her beauty as the golden sunlight lit up her face. She smiled back at him
'I wouldn't miss it for the world' she told him before settling against his chest.
There they sat, the mysterious couple who had appeared from no where, they lay curled against one another just bathing in their love and happiness. The love that radiated from them was enough to heal the entire hospital; any passer-by could see how engrossed they were in one another, they sat there until the suns had gone down and they were asleep in each others arms – peacefully rejoined – exactly how they should be.
The End
I just want to say thank you to everyone for reading. This was my first ever fan fiction and now it's finished – that's quite depressing. So do you have any last thoughts on this story? If so, please share them! Thank you for reading all of this!
