A/N: Sorry it's been a while guys. A certain friend has been busting my butt for another chapter. So here it is and don't freak out on me. Enjoy?

Rose rolled over restlessly and her eyes slowly fluttered open. The room is different from the Master's deep red one she had been sleeping in. This one is blue, TARDIS blue in fact. The sheets and comforter is velvet instead of satin, there's not a single window and therefore no curtains. It all very dark and but little trinkets litter the shelves and desk.

How'd I get here?

Slowly Rose attempts to get up before noticing there is an arm draped over her waist. So instead she props herself up on her elbow and turns to see the other person.

"Doctor?!"

The sight before her is something she had wished for a very long time. There lay the Doctor sleeping with his arms wrapped around her?

No, this couldn't be possible, no domestics remember? He didn't feel like that, hell he already had another companion. It can't be real, can it?

"Doctor? What's going on?!" She quickly pushes herself away from him, getting out of the bed, but a hand stops her. "Doctor let go of me, you're hurting my arm! Doctor!"

Quickly his head swings upward and his eyes snap open. Rose pulls back and screams at what she sees, his eyes.

Before she knew what was happening, he pulled her back onto the bed and pinned her down. Staring down at her tauntingly with inky black eyes.

"You betrayed me." He whispers as he runs the back of his hand down the side of her face and lets it linger on her throat. Carefully he lowers his head next to her ear and hisses, "For him, of all people. The Master?"

"What are you doing!" Rose started to panic as the Doctor's grip tightened around her throat.

"What am I doing? Oh, you know sitting in a cell waiting for the Master to come have his "fun" with me again. Has he told you about that? No, he wouldn't would he. He wants you to trust him, and look at that. It's exactly what's happening!"

"Doctor this isn't you, sto-" Suddenly everything stopped for Rose. She couldn't breathe. Somehow it was perfectly silent but she couldn't look away from him. He stared at her with his taunting black eye not allowing her to look elsewhere.

Everything moved so quickly that she didn't realize what was happening until her back slammed into the wall and she let out a scream of pain as she hit the ground.

"Please, Doctor, stop this. I haven't done anything."

"That's exactly it!" He screamed as he rushed towards her. "You haven't done anything. Not a single thing to help me! All you have ever been is trouble, a mess for me to clean up! That's why I never came after you in the other universe! It's not that I couldn't; it's that I didn't want to! Why would anyone ever want to have to deal with a child like you!"

Slowly he moved to a kneeling position in front of her and carefully swiped a strand of hair from her face. "The poor little Rose, who couldn't save herself."

"Get away from me." It's barely audible but she knows he can hear it because he puts his hand under her chin just like when she used to cry. One of the days she had almost lost him; she had taken him to the med bay and his vitals were barely there. She lay there with him crying by his bedside begging him to come back to her. He had woken with her curled up next to him with a tear stained face and had lifted her chin, whispering to her asking if she was ok, not giving a care about himself.

"Why would I do that? I'm having fun, aren't you?"

Rose slaps his hand away and raises to her feet, "I said. Get away from me."

"Ohhh, gettin fiesty are we?" He straightens to his full height and looks down at Rose.

Rose shoves past him and walks towards the bed. As soon as she feels a tight grip on her arm she makes a move. Grabbing his hand Rose swings around placing her hand on his chest and leg sweeping him causing the Doctor to hit the ground, hard.

The Doctor stares up at her in pure surprise and for a moment his eyes return to normal. Rose pulls back, stunned.

"Rose?" The Doctor looks up at her in horror, "I'm, I'm so sorry."

Slowly the Doctor got up and approached Rose, "Don't."

"Rose, please."

Finally, when Rose didn't have anywhere to go, she stopped in the corner. Cautiously the Doctor made his way over to him broken little Rose.

I couldn't have done this, no I wouldn't! Not to my Rose.

"I won't hurt you, I promise. That wasn't me, Rose."

Rose looked up at him as he reached her, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh, Rose." The Doctor placed his hand on the side of her face and carefully wiped away the tears. "I'm so, very sorry." He closed his eyes as he leaned toward Rose and kissed her forehead. "Rose I-"

Rose looked up at the Doctor questionably and as he opened his eyes they returned to black. Shaking his head and laughing, the Doctor slams Rose's head in to the wall and she crumples to the ground. The last image Rose sees is the Doctor standing above her laughing before her vision blurred from the blood that turned the once blue carpet to red.

"Rose? Come on Rose, wake up. Rose? ROSE!"

Quickly her eyes snapped open and she shoots up to a sitting position. Swiftly she backs against the pillows of the bed.

Pillows?

Rose looks around the room and realizes she back in the Master's deep red colored room.

"Rose?"

"M-Master? How did you do that?"

"Do what?" He had a look of true worry in his eyes.

"The- The Doctor, the room, and what he did! How!"

"Rose, you were asleep. I didn't do anything, I was trying to wake you up because you were screaming. What happened?"

"I can still feel it. The blood, the pain, I can still see it!"

"Rose, hey it's alright, you're alright. Ok?"

Rose looked at the Master in pure exhaustion and collapsed into his arms. And she just cried.

"I can make you forget it, whatever it was. It'll be like it never happened. Do you want that?"

Rose had finally stopped shaking and looked up at him, "No, I need to know why."

"Why what?"

"Why he did it."

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