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He Who Sins

Chapter Eleven: A Hunger of the Soul

Rose rested her forehead against the Doctor's chest from their bed and looked up into his eyes

'How did we get like this?' she asked sadly as she rested her hand in his. He rubbed his nose on hers

'Like what?' he asked. Rose sighed heavily and pulled away from him, sitting up in the bed and wrapping her arms around her body

'Like this' she replied, the Doctor smiled

'Well I believe it involved you, me, the kitchen table and some confessions of undying love' he began. Rose giggled and shook her head

'That's not what I meant' she moaned with a smile. The Doctor sat up and ran a finger down her face pausing on her chin and gently cupping it

'Then tell me what you mean' he murmured. Rose looked down at her hands and shrugged

'It's just… I know we're happy and everything and I don't want to ruin it… but-' she began as she nervously played with her fingers. The Doctor watched her carefully and smiled

'You won't ruin anything, I promise' he told her. Rose smiled to herself again this time a look of uncertainty passed through her eyes as she twirled a curl around her finger. She raised her eyes to meet the Doctors and smile softly as she shook her head

'It's nothing' she told him softly

'Really?' he asked frowning. Rose smiled at him and nodded

'I promise'

'If you're sure' the Doctor murmured as he watched her thoughtfully. Rose smiled and rolled over so she lay next to him again; she gently kissed him reminding herself of why she loved him so much. The Doctor ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her back, he knew she was hiding something from him, that something was troubling and he was determined to find out what. He pulled her into his lap and littered kisses down her back, he would find out what was troubling her first thing in the morning.

Rose had her arms wrapped around the Doctor and his arms rested on her, she snuggled against him thinking of the night that had just passed, remembering lying in his arms and loving him. She smiled to herself as he opened his eyes and looked at her

'Rose?' he mumbled

'Yes?' she whispered looking up at him

'Stop watching me while I sleep' he murmured. Rose laughed softly

'Sorry' she replied with a smile.

'That's alright' he mumbled as he gently stroked her arms as he smiled to himself.

'Doctor?' Rose asked

'Yeah' he whispered pulling her closer

'Why do you love me?' she wondered looking at him, her eyes were mixed with curiosity and seriousness. He moved his hands to her face so his fingers gently caressed her cheeks touching her soft skin so softly as though she was made of glass and the most precious thing in the world

'Because… it's impossible not to' he tenderly told her as he passed his thumbs over her cheeks learning the shape of her face.

'What do you mean?' she asked with a soft smile

'From the day I meet you' the Doctor began 'I was lost –in your eyes, in your smile, in your laughter, Rose, I never had a chance' the Doctor warmly told her. Rose smiled softly at him as he moved his mouth down to meet hers. Her eyes were soft and welcoming as his mouth approached – within a second they had turned wide and desperate

'Oh my god' she mumbled

'What?' the Doctor asked

'Oh my god!' she exclaimed, her voice getting louder. She pulled back from the Doctor and looked around wildly.

'Rose, what is it?' the Doctor asked cautiously

'I…I need…' she began as she licked her lip and moved her hands to her stomach.

'Rose?' the Doctor asked warily. Rose jumped out of bed and started to run

'Rose!' the Doctor shouted down the corridor as he ran after her

'Rose what's the matter?'

'I'm so hungry!' she cried out as she tore at the fridge frantically trying to open it. The Doctor ran into the kitchen and found her on the floor beside the fridge, her head was lost in the fridge and her hands dug into various things around her – in one hand she held a wedge of cheese and ate it as though she were a starving child and in the other hand she clung to a leg of chicken.

'Rose, what's going on?' the Doctor asked desperately

'I... need … to… eat' she mumbled between mouthfuls of food. The Doctor stood and watched as she crammed cheese, ham and a chicken leg into her mouth and tore at it as if she was some sort of animal.

'Rose you need to stop this' the Doctor warned as she threw the chicken bone behind her barely pausing for breath as she stuck her head back into the fridge searching for more food.

'Rose! This isn't normal!' he told her as she began to scoop at yoghurt with her fingers as she filled her mouth with ham. She almost looked at him and only then did the Doctor see the animal instincts that filled her eyes, she looked wide eyed and desperate – she looked starving. The Doctor took a step back, actually afraid of what was happening before him – he didn't know what to do.

'Yes Doctor, you back away, you hide from what you don't understand' Marilee murmured as she stroked her crystal. 'But we all know you starve in your mind and in your heart, soon you will be free to indulge yourself as your young lover does and only then will you feel the true sorrow that should torment your soul'

Marilee hungrily rubbed the crystal like a crazed fool

'Soon' she cried out 'Soon your soul will burn in hell like it should!' she screamed out into the darkness before she sunk her face back down to the crystal. Tymon clung to the doorway as he watched her; he knew she was slowly going insane, he also knew that once she reached that stage no one would be able to stop her then. Not even the Doctor and his pretty blonde friend – they were well and truly hopeless.