Rose Gold
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Doesn't belong to me sigh
Summary: Rose inhaled the Time Vortex and saved the world, the Doctor took it from her and saved Rose. But what if he didn't? At least, not entirely….
"Doctor?"
Her voice echoed through the TARDIS. She walked out of her room and headed to the console room – a fairly safe bet when guessing the Doctor's whereabouts, as if he wasn't with her, he was usually tinkering. Even at night, when she'd wake at some early hour in need of a good cup of tea, she'd often find him in there, trying to fix something that probably wasn't even broken.
"Doctor? Are you there?" Which was a stupid question, really, he couldn't have gone anywhere. But she was distracted by the appearance of said alien, who popped out from under the console with his trademark grin.
"Hello, Rose! I was just having a look at the wires, did you know there's 376 shades of green under there? Well, that depends if you count turquoise as green really, there's just a fine line, isn't there?"
She just looked at him, eyebrow raised – rambling was pretty stock standard for the Doctor. Sometimes endearing, sometimes frustrating, but certainly Rose knew it was inevitable enough that she had to make her point soon before the Doctor spent the night telling her about how on such and such planet, they had 500 shades of green and names for all of them (wouldn't surprise her, really… I mean, Eskimos had 50 words for snow didn't they?). But of course, she knew that that wasn't true, there wasn't a planet with 500 shades of green. The fact that she knew that for sure, and at the same time was aware that on the planet of Trillidatine there were 258 words for different shades of purple because their entire planet was of those hues, spurred her to interrupt the Doctor.
"And you know, I'm quite partial to turquoise, but I just don't think I can wear it this regeneration. Though that old scarf of mine did have a lovely shade of it. Pity, really…"
"Doctor!"
"Oh yes, right, sorry. What's what, then? Rose?"
The look of concern of the Doctors face was making her knees weak – then she wondered why he seemed so worried and finally noticed the tears running down her cheeks.
"Rose? What's wrong?"
He pulled her into a hug, and as much as she was enjoying it, she pulled away. She had decided this was getting urgent, from the fact that through her blurry, teary eyes she was starting to notice that glow, happening again. She stepped back further, and his eyes widened. Had she been a little more collected, she would have valued that look, because a truly shocked Doctor was a rare thing, she'd learnt, but at this point in time it just increased her worries.
"By Rassillon… Rose, how long has this been happening? Have you noticed this before? Oh, this is bad…"
Noticing the scared look on her face he quickly tried to cover it up, but she barely listened to his words. His face said it all – and it certainly wasn't good.
A/N: First of all, thanks so much to everyone who reviewed the first chapter, you were all so nice! Hope you liked this one too, and sorry to keep you all hanging - I swear we'll get to the nitty gritty next chapter, just thought it needed this.