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Disclaimer: This is getting boring now. If I owned them, do you think that whole tragedy with River dying would have happened? The episodes would be less action and generally just the Doctor and River. Plus snogs and maybe an angry Rory.
The Doctor pulled out his sonic screwdriver and waved it in the air for a while. He abruptly stopped, and River ran into his back. She huffed annoyedly, but knew this was typical Doctor behaviour.
Rose glanced at their surroundings sceptically. "Are you sure this is where you want to stop? I mean, I'll never say no to chips, but, timing!"
That was about when River noticed they were standing in front of a dingy fast food shop, which used to be called "Danny's" but with the D fallen off it just read "anny's".
The other Doctor promptly stepped up to the door and gave it a long lick. Rose winced, and elbowed him.
"Yep, this is the place they must be controlling the autons from. Traces of autoelectrical residue, which is what all those annoying plastics leave behind," the other Doctor grinned widely, his whole face lighting up with childlike fascination.
The quartet walked inside, the Doctor once again whipping out his sonic and pointing it at random objects. "Their technology has evolved. No whopping big transmitter this time. Forget London eye," the Doctor chuckled, and looked at the readings on the screwdriver. "There's a trace… Almost undetectable…" he pointed it at things again.
The high pitched noise was really getting on River's nerves. She snatched it out of his hand in one swift movement. The Doctor looked at her with puppy dog eyes and she gave it back to him, but not before adjusting something on the side.
"W-what did you do?" the Doctor spluttered, as he pressed the button frantically. "Its broken! You've broken my sonic screwdriver! I'll let you know that this has survived for-"
"It's on silent, sweetie," River was getting impatient. The Doctor just never knew when to stop.
The Doctor muttered something about "More boringers" but carried on scanning the benches in the shop. "That way!" he said with a flourish, and the other Doctor and Rose immediately followed him into the kitchen.
The Doctor wrenched open the freezer door, ignoring River's disapproving stare. "Geronimo!" he yelled, picking up a small metal box with flashing lights on it. The other Doctor whipped out a pair of fake black glasses and both men studied the little machine carefully. The other Doctor spoke first. "Impressive…" he whistled.
"This is a transmitter for the transmitter," River' Doctor said, and looked around at Rose and River's blank faces. "So, there's their great big transmitter, probably orbiting around the earth right now, and its sending signals to this little thing. This then sends the signals around the whole planet, easy peasy,"
"Much easier than installing a whopping great transmitter in the middle of the earth, and way more efficient. More vulnerable too. Disable this and we get rid of all the autons that are walking around out there," the spectacled Doctor added, flashing a grin at Rose.
"Well then, can you disable it?" River hinted, knowing that the Doctor easily became caught up in his own cleverness. He had an ego the size of Russia, the galaxy, not the country.
"Course!" the Doctor sonicked the screws at the back of the box and started fiddling with the wires. Sparks were flying from the metal but after a few minutes the Doctor grinned. "Voila!"
River sighed in relief. She wished everything could be this easy. Then again, where was the fun in that? She glanced at the transmitter that lay abandoned on the floor. There was a small black circle in the shape of a sun at the top of it. He always forgets to clean up. One blast from her gun reduced the alien technology to a reducing pile of ash. Shrugging, she went outside to join the others.
River curled her hand into the Doctor's and smiled. "We did it,"
"Correction. I did it," her Doctor smiled smugly. Rose glared at him and his eyes softened. River couldn't help an unreasonable pang of jealousy shooting through her.
"O.K… We all did it. Saved the earth again. The novelty's wearing off now," the Doctor joked. He shared an inside gaze with the other Doctor and they set off back to the house.
The Doctor looked at his watch, the familiar gold glinting in the light of the streetlamp. "14 hours to go," he stated, and River could sense the underlying sadness in his tone.
"Through here," the other Doctor led them up the stairs and pointed to a door on his right. "I'll just.. leave you then. I'm sure you've got things to do," the other Doctor winked at his counterpart saucily. River couldn't supress a grin at the adorable shade of red her Doctor turned. Just like Jack, her Doctor muttered.
After what seemed like a few awkward hours, but was in fact minutes, the Doctor pushed open the door only to close it again almost straight away. He murmured something under his breath, his face going even more red than it was before.
River looked at him strangely before striding through the door and looking around as the truth dawned on her. Ah. The double bed. To call it double was an overstatement, there was hardly enough space for one person, let alone two. It would be quite a squash. River smiled, a plan forming in her head.
"I'm gonna… go get changed," the Doctor stammered, and escaped through the door.
Meanwhile downstairs… Just s you don't get confused this is the tenth doctor duplicate and rose now, so if the text says "the Doctor" or Doctor and the like, its referring to the duplicate. Everyone got that? Don't blame me if you didn't read this….
It will go back to the eleventh doctor very soon, don't worry…
The Doctor walked into the living room, a smile flirting with the corner of his lips as he thought of the other Doctor and River upstairs with the tiny bed. However, his smile soon faded when he saw Rose curled up in a ball on the sofa. She was hugging her knees to her chest and her face was hidden by her hair falling in front. Rose was crying.
"Rose!" he was next to her in a rush, wrapping his arm around her sobbing form. "What's the matter?"
Rose edged away from his touch, and he turned her face towards him gently with his thumb.
"Tell me," he looked into her beautiful brown eyes desperately, registering the pain there.
"River," Rose choked out. The Doctor tensed. He should have known this would come up at some point. He simply held her tightly, letting Rose stain the front of his suit jacket.
"It's just, I didn't think, not so soon… I didn't think-"
"That he would find someone again," the Doctor smiled weakly. "I know. Believe me, I know. But would you rather he – I – travelled on my own with a broken heart, or with someone who might be able to fix it?"
Rose looked at him in shock, her eyes wide with an unspoken apology. "I didn't mean it like that, I swear…"
"Shh," the Doctor silenced her with a soft kiss. "I'm sure you didn't. You see, when I regenerated into the me I am now, it was all centred around you. I became your perfect match. Now he's done that again he turned into someone really different from me, so he could carry on without missing you too much. I wouldn't be surprised if the TARDIS supressed some of his memories – not made him forget you, he could never do that, just pushed to the back of his mind so he isn't continually tortured by the thoughts of me walking away with you. He regenerated into someone who could love again. You know me, the Doctor. I need someone. I might not admit it, but I do,"
"I'm glad he's happy," Rose said honestly, and looked at the Doctor seriously. "And I've got you."
"I'm not too weird for you then?" the Doctor teased, brushing his hand through his spiky hair.
"Never,"
I hope you like that bit about ten and rose, it was just building up in my mind like a pressure volcano, begging to be written. Its back to the eleventh doctor and River now XD
The Doctor pulled on a spare pair of pyjamas, thanking his tenth self that they were similar in size. His bare feet padded across the floor as he approached The Door. He gulped, wondering if Rose had any mattresses or sleeping bags hidden away somewhere.
Might as well get it over and done with. The Doctor tentatively toed the door open, steeling himself for the worst. River was lying across the bed invitingly, patting the space beside her. She was wearing hot pink PJs with a top that proclaimed "SHOOT ME OR I'LL SHOOT YOU FIRST" across the front. She grinned as she saw him.
"Took your time, sweetie,"
"Well, I-" the Doctor averted his eyes and settled his gaze on the cupboard. Wonderful things, cupboards…
"Oh sweetie, just come here already,"
"O.K…" the Doctor eased himself onto the bed, as far away from River as was physically possible without falling off the edge. He was oblivious to River's hurt expression. He's still so young. River sighed, a tear rolling out of her eye and leaving a dark patch on the blanket.
River was awoken a few hours later by a cold draft breezing across her body. Goosebumps prickled across her exposed arms. One look told her that the reason for this. The Doctor was hugging the whole of the blanket, the pale fabric swathing him like some oversized cocoon.
River rolled her eyes, and tried to tug the blanket back into the middle. The Doctor whimpered, hands clutching at the empty space the duvet had filled. His searching hands grabbed River's arm, closing in a vice like grip which wasn't exactly comfortable.
"I don't want to go!" the Doctor whimpered again, and thrashed around. "No! So much pain, the burning… glass, Master, no! Falling, the ground, no, no, no… Why? Gone, all of it gone, gone…" he moaned.
River smoothed his hair back from his forehead where it had plastered itself with sweat and muttered soothing words under her breath. The Doctor pulled her closer and hugged her tightly, using her like an oversized teddy bear. River didn't mind, just lay her head on his chest, using it as a pillow and breathing in his familiar scent.
As long as the Doctor was here, she would be O.K.
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