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Chapter 10:

The Doctor had explained his theory to the Prince Nicholas and after about half an hour of discussion it had settled in to both men. Rose was kidnapped, no doubt about it.

The Prince immediately started a search team and decided that he would joint lead the team alongside one of his most trusted commanders. Regardless of the amount of work the Prince had to do, finding Rose was just as important to him.

As the Prince headed off to begin searching and making announcements to the public about the lost royal, the Doctor decided to head back to the TARDIS to see if there was anything he could do to find her.

He left the palace via the back entrance, to try to avoid the recently gathered herd of paparazzi, and as he ran back to the TARDIS every single store he passed had a television screen showing Rose Tyler's beautiful face.

The Doctor had copied the photo of him and Rose and given it to the Prince, who had cropped it down to just Rose.

The photo was one Jackie had taken just after the Christmas of his regeneration. He was hugging Rose around her shoulders, tilting her towards himself leaning their heads against one another. Both smiling with genuine affection into the camera lens. Rose had made two copies of the photo. One she kept for herself and another which she forced the Doctor to take. The Doctor remembered just how much he moaned about those actions.

"Rose, as much as I love a pretty photo as the next guy, I'm hardly going to carry that around! Far too domestic for someone like me." He replied as he turned from her and began to set coordinates for another planet to visit.

Rose began to frown, "Oh right I'm SO sorry that I thought that MAYBE that Christmas meant something to you! I forgot about your warning and as usual you were right Doctor. Seems like you are an insensitive, rude alien." She growled through her gritted teeth as she forced a smile, whilst she forcefully slammed the photo on a flat ledge around the centre column, whilst the Doctor merely thought she was trying to emphasis her point.

The Doctor paused and turned to her, "Actually, all I accused myself of being was rude!" He turned once again to now fiddle with some wires beneath the compartment. If Rose didn't know any better she would have thought he was hiding.

Too right he should be scared, she thought to herself.

"Any way!" The Doctor cried from beneath the control panel. "It wasn't a very good photo of me was it? No, no, photos don't seem to be my thing this time a round! Neither domestics!" The Doctor paused and leaned back staring at the TARDIS ceiling while rubbing his left ear. "Well, actually I've never been much a domestic person myself…" He paused when he noticed Rose was no longer in the room.

Quiet exit, now that isn't normal…little Miss Tyler usually makes more of an exit than that, He thought to himself.

That was when he noticed the photo left besides the controls. By the looks of it she was on the verge of completely crumpling up the photo as the edges were creased. He stood and picked up the photo, trying his best to flatten it out. He sighed and then quietly slid the photo into his left breast pocket. Left or right…it would be above one of his hearts…

Few hours later Rose reappeared and as the Doctor went to try and apologies to her, she interrupted him.

"So where are we going? You never took me to that place where all the food they eat was sweet and chocolate! Mind you, kinda annoyed they didn't take it one step further and actually BUILD a chocolate houses but I suppose it'll have to do!"

Incredible, he thought. She has just completely blocked everything out, keeping everything down inside of her…She must have learnt that from me…

That's when the Doctor's pace slowed a bit and he looked to the pavement. She's bottling everything inside because she picking up my habit…soon she wont ever talk about her problems and try and pull off a brave face and think that she'll be able to fix everything herself. That's what she was doing in her room staring at the mirror…she was recomposing herself…

The Doctor cursed under his breath and picked up his pace and was running incredibly fast towards the TARDIS.

Damn it Rose! Don't turn into me. Don't become an isolated fool. Don't think sharing your problems is wrong. Don't stop living for the moment. Don't stop laughing over petty things in your life. Don't die on me Rose…Don't die…

As he rounded a corner he saw the TARDIS and quickly entered it and began to fiddle with the control and think as to how he could find her.

After ten minutes of brain storming he slapped himself on the head and cursed himself for his stupidity.

Her TARDIS key! Its always around her neck, I can trace that!

With that the Doctor bolted up straight and inserted his key into a small hole near the edge of the controls. Pulling a spiral shaped lever 3 times, turning a rough knob clockwise by forty-five degrees carefully…and then smashing what would seem to be a sensor pad with a mallet. Immediately the TARDIS lifted off and the Doctor was thrown back much harder than he expected…

The TARDIS must be getting worried about her…

As the TARDIS tossed and turned the Doctor remained on the floor and was sitting upright, leaning against one of the railings for support.

Eventually the TARDIS landed and the Doctor rushed out the doors with such emergency, as if with every forcefully stride confidence and determination to find Rose was building within him.

When he stepped outside he was faced with trees. Lots of them.

Right. I'm in a forest; only question is…where in a forest?

As he turned his head from side to side trying to find something he could place some sort of bearing from he saw a mound in the distance.

Jogging over to it he climbed up to it and once at the top he was greeted with a view of the palace's west wing…in other words he was technically facing the kitchen in which Rose was kidnapped from.

Which means…as he turned 180 degrees…Rose must be in there…

In front of the Doctor he could see a relatively small house. Not tiny, but small. From what he could see the house was made out of wood and had odd dimensions. It seemed to be to tall with respects to its width, and if the Doctor wasn't going crazy it was leaning slightly…However something didn't feel right…as if there was more to that house other than the obviously blind architect.

For starters what's a house doing all the way out here? Mind you…from what I can see it could sure do with a visit from Home Improvement…No matter, I got to get going, need to find out just who took Rose and get her back safely…God Jackie actually might kill me if anything happens.

As he winced he slow jogged down the mound and with his sonic screwdriver at hand he began to run towards the house.

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