Title: Memory Thief.

Author: JForward

Summary: Basically a re-make of Memory but slightly different. Enjoy!

Chapter two:

She got out some bandages and bound his wrist, ignoring the stray whimper. Soon it was tightly bound and yet he continued to moan at her. "But I can't fly the TARDIS correctly now! And-" Rose's patience snapped. "Shut up!" She snarled, and the Doctor did so, slightly afraid. She had to giggle at his face. She touched the plaster on her head.

"So… where are we?" She asked, leaning on the console. The Doctor followed her, holding his wrist tight to his shirt, which was now changed. She pulled out a length of cloth and made a sling out of it for him. He smiled at her as she did this, then looked a the curving Gallifreyan script on the screen in front of them. "Sardinia" He responded. "Year 32947. What pulled us here…?" He mused, staring at the screen.

A shower of sparks sprayed up from the floor, narrowly missing the Doctor and Rose. "Is she broken?" Rose asked softly, the Doctor nodded. "Yep. And like on starfall, if we leave, she'll power down and mend herself. We won't be able to get back in until she self-repairs."
"But we have to leave or else she wont get mended?" The Doctor nodded. He lifted his sling-bound wrist as way of example, wincing slightly. "I can't exactly do any repairs with this, now can I?" He asked, a smile floating across his lips.

She stuck her tongue out at him, looking around for his coat. Finding it, she lifted it, and helped the Doctor put it on over one shoulder and put his arm in the other sleeve. He grumbled as she did this, feeling stupid and human. "Well, you can't put your arm in the other sleeve!" She admonished. "It hurts you doing this" She stroked some of his hair back and he jerked his head away, moaning.

She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Come on!" She pushed open the door, waiting for him to stride through. Stepping after him, the doors slammed shut and the lights inside faded out as Rose turned to face the view. Her breath caught in her throat.

Gigantic trees, almost purply in tones, spread huge, bat-shaped, glossy navy and teal leaves into the sky. The sky was astounding- gold colours streaked with deep reds and oranges, beautiful and with a dusty texture, the sun almost sunk. "It's beautiful" She whispered to the Doctor, who seemed happy at her happiness, smiling down at her softly.

Turning, she saw the TARDIS was stood in a small hole it had smashed, deep gouges in her sides. The Doctor stroked the side of the TARDIS softly, sighing. "Well, then.. let's go"