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He Who Sins
Chapter Forty Seven: Only Time Can Tell
The Doctor sat beside Rose's bed, his hand gently clinging onto hers as he watched her chest rise and fall. Over the last couple of days he had noticed the colour returning to her cheeks and lips, each day he felt it was more and more likely that she would awaken, so each day he sat at her bed and waited.
Tymon sat beside the Doctor each day at Rose's bed, and silently watched her. Tymon watched Rose for hours at a time, barely blinking as he waited for something to happen as he slowly absorbed each and every detail of her face. Tymon moved away from the Doctor and went to sit in the far corner of the room; he dug his hand into the pocket of his jeans and felt his fingers cling to the pendant that had hung around his neck for all of his life. He unconsciously raised his other hand to gently finger his scar on his neck underneath his red t-shirt, his black hair fell floppy over his forehead concealing other scars and marks that he had. He bit his lip and began to think about his life, everything that had happened up to the point where he had met the Doctor and Rose, then he felt his lip tremble.
The Doctor looked from intensely studying Rose's face, to intensely studying Tymon's. He was sitting against the wall with a look of total terror on his face, he slowly raised his golden eyes to meet the Doctor's gaze, his eyes were filled with pain as he looked at the Doctor.
'What's the matter?' the Doctor asked softly. Tymon looked up at him, his eyes were conflicted to whether he should confide in him, after a moments thought Tymon opened his mouth
'What's going to happen?' he asked quietly. The Doctor frowned
'To who?' he asked carefully. Tymon looked up, his golden eyes filled with tears
'To me' he whispered as his voice cracked. The Doctor felt his heart tug for this frightened little boy
'What do you mean?' the Doctor asked gently. Tymon sniffled as tears began to fall down his cheek
'Well I don't have a Mama, nor a Papa, and I don't have no one…so where am I gunna go?' he asked with a trembling voice.
'Oh, Tymon' the Doctor murmured as he watched the boy's petrified face.
'Are you just gunna leave me somewhere?' he asked as another tear rolled down his cheek. The Doctor shook his head and smiled at him
'No I'm not, do you know what I'm gunna do?' he asked. Tymon shook his head as he struggled for breath
'I'm gunna ask you to come live on the Tardis, with me and Rose. We'll look after you, you can stay with us for as long as you want' he said with a small smile. Tymon's eyes widened as he looked at the Doctor
'Well, if that's what you want' the Doctor added quickly, not wanting to feel like he was pressuring the boy. Tymon jumped up and looked at the Doctor
'Really? You'd do that?' he asked nervously, almost afraid to smile. The Doctor grinned at him
'Yep. D'you think you'd like that?' he asked. Tymon grinned
'I'd love it!' he cried out as he hurtled towards the Doctor. The Doctor caught him and hugged the small boy
'I'm gunna have parents…a family at last' Tymon whispered excitedly, the Doctor smiled into his hair and nodded.
'And that's just the beginning' he murmured. Tymon looked up at the Doctor
'Thank you' he whispered, the Doctor just smiled down at him.
Tymon walked over to Rose's side, he placed his tiny hand in hers and looked down at her
'You gotta wake up' he whispered 'So we can be a family, so I can have a Mum and a Dad, so we can all be together' he told her excitedly. When Rose didn't respond, he looked round at the Doctor despondently; the Doctor patted his hand and smiled at him
'Give her time, that's all she needs'. Tymon frowned up at him
'How much time do we have?' he asked worriedly, the Doctor smiled at him
'My boy, this is a time machine!' he exclaimed, 'we have all the time in the world!'. Tymon grinned at him before looking back down at Rose
'Do you think she's lonely?' he asked after a moment, the Doctor frowned at him
'Where?'
'Inside her head, I can feel it, the loneliness – how she cries inside' he choked. The Doctor frowned and looked around
'Shall we play some music to her?' he asked after a moment. Tymon looked up and nodded
'I think she'd like that' he murmured as he switched the radio on. The lyrics of lullaby by Billy Joel started to fill the medical bay.
'Good night my angel time to close you eyes and save these questions for another day, I think I know what you've been asking me, I think you know what I've been trying to say'
The Doctor looked down at Rose's pale face and felt his heart twinge as her face remained silent; she showed no reaction except for the steady beat of her heart which he could feel echoing through his soul. Tymon watched her, his lip quivering as he watched Rose and remembered the way his mother had treated her, he placed his tiny hand on her face
'I'm sorry' he whispered.
'I promised I would never leave you and you should always know, whereever you may go, no matter where you are, I never will be far away'
In the other medical room, two tiny chests rose and fell as their tiny bodies fought for life. Each baby longing for the warmth and safety of her mothers' womb, but each of them having to deal with the reality that came after birth – and the risks.
'Good night my angel now it's time to sleep and still so many things I want to say, remember all the songs you sang for me when we went sailing on an emerald bay'
The Doctor closed his eyes and saw in his mind every smile that had ever taken hold of Rose's face, every drop of laughter that had escaped her mouth, every kiss she had ever given him. He winced as he realised how much he took her for granted, and as he finally saw how lost he was without her. He softly stroked her hand as he waited.
'And like a boat out on the ocean I'm rocking you to sleep, the water's dark and deep inside this ancient heart, you'll always be a part of me'
The Doctor had waited for many things in his life, for many years, decades and centuries, but nothing hurt him as deeply as waiting these few days. Each minute tore his soul apart as he had to wait and see whether his daughters and his Rose would ever awaken. Only time could tell.
'Goodnight my angel now it's time to dream and dream how wonderful your life will be, someday your child will cry and if you sing this lullaby, then in your heart there will always be a part of me'.
The Doctor squeezed her hand
'Come on my girl, don't stop fighting now' he begged.
'Someday we'll all be gone but lullabies go on and on, they never die that's how you and I will be'
Rose's eyes slowly flickered open
'Doctor?'