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He Who Sins
Chapter Sixteen: A Slip of the Tongue
The Doctor leant against the living room door as he watched Rose bustling around the room, everything seemed to be returning to normal within the Tardis and the Doctor was slowly allowing himself to relax. He was sure whatever had been happening to them had stopped – that whoever was tormenting them and decided to leave them alone… he wasn't even sure if it was someone, he knew that there was a huge possibility it was just themselves but due to the weird occurrences in their lives they had jumped to conclusions.
Rose hummed softly to herself as she began to dust the shelves, she had stopped vomiting and things seemed to be getting better. Rose turned to look at the Doctor; he was lost in thought, his face still pale and his eyes wide as though they were hiding secrets.
'Doctor?' Rose asked. The Doctor jumped and broke out of his trance, he smiled softly at her
'Yes?' he asked as he tried to remain calm.
'Just checking you're alright – you look a bit…funny' she told him. The Doctor straightened instantly and ran his fingers through his hair
'Fine – I'm fine' he muttered as he felt his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't help but panic every time he spoke to her, in case she knew, in case she was going to accuse him of keeping secrets but every time he looked into her eyes and saw the complete innocence to what was happening he felt an overwhelming wave of guilt crash through him. Rose smiled at him and turned back to the shelf as the Doctor lent back against the wall – he was going to have to tell her, and soon, because keeping secrets from her – especially this secret – just wasn't fair.
When the Doctor looked back up Rose was pushing the sofa across the room – the Doctors hearts froze within him and he jumped across the room, gently pulling her away from the sofa.
'Doctor!' she exclaimed angrily as he stopped her from trying to do the work she needed to do. He smiled apologetically at her
'I'll do that' he told her and began to push the sofa. Rose glared at him and watched his struggling with the sofa for a minute
'You need a hand' she told him wisely as she moved to the other end of the sofa and begun to push it.
'Rose!' the Doctor shouted dropping the sofa and rushing round to the other side.
'What?' she asked frustrated.
'You are not to push it' he told her sternly. Rose stared at him flabbergast
'What do you mean?' she asked glaring
'I'm telling you to stop – go and put your feet up, I'll do this' he said softly trying to apologise for his sudden outburst. Rose watched him carefully for a moment
'I can manage' she told him as she began to push again. The Doctor grasped her hands and lifted them from the sofa so they were trapped within his.
'Rose' he said meaningfully as he looked at her. Rose bit her lip and felt her eyes water
'I'm not incapable' she murmured. He smiled gently and released one of her hands so he could softly stroke her face
'I know you're not' he told her gently. She looked up confused, to meet his eyes
'Then why are you treating my like I am?' she whispered sadly. The Doctor smiled at her and pressed his lips against hers for a moment, he then rested his forehead against hers
'Because I love you' he told her softly. Rose tried to sat angry at him but she couldn't, she melted under his gaze and smiled back
'Fine' she muttered
'What was that?' he teased with a soft grin.
'Fine!' Rose exclaimed louder and laughed at him. He gave her his full grin and laughed
'Fancy curling up on the sofa and watching a film?' he asked. Rose nodded and kissed him again, she sighed softly against his lips
'I love you' she whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair. The Doctor smiled as she walked away – but there was one thought running through his head; for how long?
The Doctor reclined into the sofa and waited for Rose to come in and sit with him, he smiled as he heard the popping of popcorn in the microwave. Rose appeared in the doorway and gave him a sensual grin before giving him the bowl of popcorn
'Your favourite' she murmured, he grinned and kissed her softly as he pulled her down beside her so he could wrap his arms around her. The film began to play and the Doctor munched hungrily on his popcorn whilst Rose just watched him
'Hungry?' he asked. Rose shook her head and visibly paled
'You alright?' he asked worriedly. Rose nodded and rested a hand on her stomach – the Doctor smiled at the thought of their tiny children growing within her
'Just the smell… it's making me queasy' she mumbled. The Doctor quickly put the bowl on the side so it wasn't near her
'Better?' he asked. She smiled at him gratefully
'You didn't have to do that' she murmured softly. He just grinned at her and held her closey, gently resting his hands on her stomach. She looked at him for a moment then shook her head returning to the film. Soon Rose was digging around beside the sofa
'Rose, what are you doing?' the Doctor asked as her bum wiggled in the air around him. He smiled to himself
'I'm…just…grabbing…this' she muttered as she reached down. After a couple more moments of bum wiggling Rose appeared with a smile on her face, a bottle of wine and two glasses in her hands. The Doctor's face fell
'I think after all this we deserve a drink' she told him with a grin. The Doctor stared at her then snatched the bottle out of her hand
'Eager, eager' Rose laughed. The Doctor frowned and stood up taking the bottle with him
'Oi!' she shouted. 'I wanted some of that!'
'Well you're not having any' the Doctor told her.
'What gives you the right to control me?' she shouted jumping up from the sofa. The Doctor stumbled for words as he tried to think of what to say
'Well?' she shouted as she approached him, she was now in his face and glaring at him
'Rose, calm down' he warned. Rose glared at him – her eyes blazing with anger
'Stop telling me what to do!' she yelled. The Doctor ran his hand through his hair
'Give me back my wine' she shouted with her hands on her hips
'No' the Doctor said sternly. Rose stared at him, lost for words – he'd never said no to her before.
'Give it to me!' she shouted.
'No!' he replied firmly as his own anger started to blaze.
'Why not?' she shouted in his face, the Doctor stared into her angry eyes
'Because you're pregnant!' he shouted back. The room fell silent.