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He Who Sins

Chapter Nineteen: A Dash of Reality

The Doctor lay with his back pressed to carpet floor of the Tardis's lounge, above him lay Rose who was sprawled across his chest. His arms were protectively wrapped around her as he had dragged her to the floor a moment before the lightning bolt stuck.

'Rose?' the Doctor asked groggily as smoke wafted through the room. Rose moved against him and slowly raised her head, she looked up at him.

'You alright?' he asked trying not to move her in case she wasn't. She looked around confused for a moment then slowly stood up. Her hand went to her head instantly as she rose and the room span around her.

'Rose!' the Doctor exclaimed as she looked around. He slowly forced himself to stand and follow her. One of Rose's hands rested on her belly and the other hand covered her mouth

'Oh no' she whispered. The Doctors heart froze

'What? What is it?' he asked frantically as he moved to her side. She blinked back tears and moved her eyes to meet his.

'Rose?' he asked desperately. Her hands gently fingered her belly as she looked blankly ahead of her

'Rose!' he placed a arm on hers. She bit her lip and gestured to where the computer had stood.

'It's gone' she whispered heartbroken.

'What?' the Doctor exclaimed. Rose walked up to where the computer had once stood; it was now a mess of mangled metal

'Poor thing…I'll need another' she murmured as she looked up.

'Rose – I think you need some perspective' he told her gently. Rose shook her head

'No – what I need is some shoes' she told him as she began to walk towards the door. The Doctor watched her wobble as she wiped blood off her forehead and headed towards the control room.

'Rose!' the Doctor shouted – he got no reply, just the empty echo of his own voice.

Marilee was sprawled out on the floor, blood covered her chest from where the pendant had burned through the skin, and her hands were also burnt from the heat of the crystal that had been pressed to her palms. Tymon dragged himself from the floor and looked around at the room, it was as though a hurricane had passed through it, everything was scattered and torn. Tymon dragged himself over to where Marilee lay unconscious, he placed a hand on her face and gently tapped her – she didn't wake. He whimpered as she didn't move

'Mama?' he whispered in a tiny voice as he stroked her cheek, 'Mama, wake up' he begged quietly as tears stained his face. Marilee slowly groaned as she moved on the floor, the burns stung her deeply but she didn't care

'Mama?' Tymon whispered crying. Marilee opened her eyes, their deep gold accused him

'Don't call me that Tymon – I stopped being your mother long ago' she whispered. He shook his head

'You'll always be my Mama however much you try to hide it' he told her quietly as he wiped blood from her face. Marilee shook her head

'I can never be your mother and you can never be my son. You were born for a purpose Tymon, and that purpose must be severed' she told him coldly, all emotions removing themselves from her eyes. He let a single tears stream down his cheek, Marilee gave him an empty smile and wiped the tear from his cheek, she left her hand there for a moment touching his cool skin.

'Come my boy, we have work to do' she murmured as she rose. Tymon instantly followed – this was the closest to love he'd ever felt in his eternal hell.

Rose barged through the door of her mum's apartment making no effort to talk to her mum. She walked up to Jackie who looked at her in shock

'Hello sweetheart!' she exclaimed as she put her hand over the speaker of the phone. Rose ignored her mother and snatched the phone out of her hand hanging up on who ever was on the other end. She turned and sat down beside the computer before she began frantically typing.

'Rose?' Jackie asked as her daughter blanked her

'Rose!' she repeated louder.

'You don't just come in here, blank me and do what the hell you like!' Jackie warned her – she got no reply from Rose.

'Rose Tyler – I am your mother and you will listen to me' she told her sternly.

The Doctor ran up the steps but got stuck behind queues of men carrying boxes…boxes that all looked suspiciously like shoe boxes.

The doorbell rang and Jackie turned away from her daughter who's main focus was still the computer, she couldn't see the blood dripping down her face and onto the screen. Jackie opened the door to see stacks of boxes in front of her

'What the –' she began before she was cut off by the delivery boy

'Sign here please' he asked thrusting a pen and paper to Jackie. Jackie looked around bemused and saw the Doctor behind the boy – her eyes narrowed. She signed the paper and threw it back at the boy

'You!' Jackie shouted at the Doctor. 'This is all to do with you isn't it!'

The Doctor looked around worriedly searching for an escape, he longed to run away but he knew his pregnant girlfriend was in there…bleeding, and he had to get to her.

'What is?' the Doctor asked innocently as he made his way through the boxes that filled the doorway

'All these boxes, Rose acting funny…everything! It's all your fault!' Jackie yelled.

'Why!' the Doctor asked trying to defend himself

'Because it always is' she told him as she ushered him inside.

'Where is she?' he asked Jackie seriously. She stopped to argue but saw the concern in his eyes, she waved him towards the computer

'She's not said a word – just sits there typing' Jackie said quietly as though she was afraid to disturb her. The Doctor nodded and moved towards Rose, he placed his hand on her shoulder

'Rose…' he began; she turned around and glared at him

'Get off me' she warned.

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