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He Who Sins
Chapter Eighteen: Falling From the Edge
'Four months?' Rose gasped as she gently fingered her belly. There's nothing the Doctor could do but nod.
'Right…' she murmured faintly, slightly sounding as though she were in a daze. The Doctor sat on the edge of her bed and squeezed her hand, her gently stroked a curl off her forehead.
'You alright?' he asked gently. She paused before sighing softly
'Yeah, it's just…a shock' she murmured, staring at the screen again in disbelief. She ran her hands over her stomach and watched her tiny children move.
'They're in there. They're so small, and perfect and in there' she whispered in awe as she rubbed her stomach. The Doctor's face lit up
'I know – it's amazing isn't it' he murmured. Rose grinned at him threw her arms around his neck
'Four months?' she whispered.
'Four months' he replied. They just sat there staring at the screen for a while, both captivated by the beauty of their children.
Rose walked into the living room dressed in a baggy black dress, you wouldn't guess she was pregnant unless you knew – a tiny bump was barley visible under her clothes. She sat down on the sofa and pulled over her lap top, she began frantically typing.
Marilee watched the crystal as her pendant burned against her skin, it cut into her, marking her fair skin – but she no longer cared. She let it burn into her soul as she ran her fingers over the crystal – everything was going so well. Tymon winced as his pendant stung him again, his golden eyes filled with tears as he tried to tug it off, only the metal of the chain cut into his fingers. He cried out and fell to the floor; Marilee was too engrossed to hear him.
When the Doctor walked into the lounge Rose was still frantically typing on the computer, around her the floor was littered with paper print outs yet she continued to type as she swore at the computer.
'Rose?' the Doctor asked as he walked in looking around at the mess; she didn't hear him, the sound of the keyboard being hit was the only sound that filled the air.
'Rose' the Doctor said again louder. She glanced up at him and smiled before starting to type again
'What is all this stuff?' he asked as he looked at the piles of paper
'Nothing' she murmured as another print out appeared. The Doctor studied her and knew she was lying, he walked over to the print outs and began to read them.
'Rose, these are all receipts for shoes…' the Doctor began confused. Rose nodded and continued to type
'Rose, how many of these are there?' he asked cautiously
'Just a couple' she answered innocently.
'A couple? Rose this is more than a couple' the Doctor told her. Rose's face lit up with the grin of a greedy child
'I know' she replied excitedly. The Doctor turned away from her and began to read the receipts
'Eight inch stilettos?' the Doctor began starting to feel anger seep into his veins 'Rose, you're pregnant! You can't wear stilettos!'
'Yes I can' she replied as she carried on typing.
'No, you can't' he said firmly. His voice became soft 'Do you want to hurt out babies?'
Rose looked away from the computer and met his eyes – in that moment the Doctor recognised her as Rose, the woman he loved and the mother of his children, not as the crazed lunatic buying shoes. Rose places a protective hand over her stomach and shook her head
'Good' he murmured as he moved towards her. In a moment she was gone – her eyes glazed over and she began typing again
'Rose – I thought we agreed you didn't need stilettos' he began. Rose smiled sweetly at him
'I'm not buying stilettos; I'm buying flats' she laughed. The Doctor shook his head and moved forwards to remove the computer from her lap.
Tymon moved back against the wall, Marilee was rocking back and forth as her hands were pressed to the crystal. The pendant shone so brightly it was blinding – it was what Tymon imagined looking at the sun would be like. Marilee shook as her pendant dug into her skin, she tried to pull her hands away from the crystal but the connection was too strong, there was nothing she could do but hold on as the power of the pendant burned through her and into the crystal. Tymon whimpered as a light began to shine around her, the pendant was amplifying its power and projecting it through the crystal, Marilee screamed as it burned through her soul. Tymon winced as the hissing of burning skin and the crackling of the power began to ring through the air. Tymon threw himself to the floor and covered his head, he closed his eyes and cried out as he felt his pendant burning deep into his skin and draining him. He squeezed his fists tightly shut and focused on happy thoughts, things he'd read of in books such as grass and the sunlight dancing across his face, he imagined lakes filled with rivers and other children, days filled with happiness and light, Tymon lost himself in the reality of life but the dreams of his life. Marilee was thrown from the chair as a lighting bolt shot through the crystal, she dived away and hit the floor unconscious as light poured from the crystal – there was nothing Tymon could do but scream.
Rose typed frantically as the Doctor moved closer; the sound of thunder filled the Tardis and the Doctor began to run towards Rose, he reached her side just before everything became white. Outside the Tardis, passer-bys could see the Blue Police Box begin hit by a single strike of lightening.