Back yet again with another one shot. Another little fluffy one, so please, if you enjoy, throw me a review, I love them.
Disclamer: Don't own BBC or Doctor Who. If I did Rose would still be there and the Ponds wouldn't have broken my heart like they did
"ROSE! ROSE"
The Doctor was lost. Not physically of course, he knew his way around the TARDIS better than he knew the back of his hand. Though, as he regenerated, the back of his hand changed, so maybe he needed a better analogy.
But none of that was important. What was important was the fact that he and Rose had just had a huge argument and she had stormed off and now he couldn't find her. It had been a stupid argument, something about her wandering off and how she had nearly gotten herself killed after offending the prince of the last planet they had visited.
He could admit he had gone a little far and the old leather jacketed him had come out and he had yelled something about stupid apes and how people could not just do what they were told. The moment the words had escaped his mouth she had gone pale and for a minute he feared she would faint. Instead she slapped him and yelled something he did not deign repeat, where she had even learned half the words he didn't know, and stormed off into the TARDIS. Who, of course, was on Rose's side and kept changing the corridors surrounding her and keeping him away.
He ran a hand through his thick brown hair, and stuck his other hand in his pocket, looking for something, anything that would let him find her. His hand closed around something, and he pulled his hand out to see Rose's old mobile phone. The Doctor stopped and stared at it, remembering how he had taken it a few days, or was it weeks, to fix it, and he had never gotten around to it.
Nostalgia ran through him and he thought back to his ninth regeneration, on meeting Rose or their first 'date.' God, back when it had been easy. When he had been able to hide behind his gruff exterior and leather jacket. Now though, now it was hard. He had been born for her, created out of his love for her. Here he was searching his own TARDIS for the human girl whom he loved.
"Please" he said sagging against the wall, an exhaustion settling over his bones. It not been an easy task rescuing Rose from the planets prince and he was just beginning to feel it. He felt an angry hum at the back of his mind, and the Doctor knew that the TARDIS was not going to let him find Rose anytime soon. With a heavy sigh he turned and slumped down against the wall, blue suit catching slightly as he slid down the sleek metal wall. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes, ready to wait.
Meanwhile across the TARDIS in a small sub library, Rose was pacing. She was tired, her shoulder hurt from being captured by the prince's guards and she was angry. It wasn't really directed at the Doctor, but it had bubbled up and she had exploded at the only other sentient being apart from the TARDIS, the Doctor.
"Why does that stupid Time Lord have to go around acting so superior. Like I cause ALL the problems, no, because mr superior Time Lord is all high and mighty"
A comforting touch at the back of her mind as well as an image of the Doctor sitting against the wall looking drained had Rose's anger disappearing.
"God dammit." She muttered as she tipped her own head back and let out a heavy sigh. "Might as well let him find me."
The TARDIS let out another hum and Rose was soon left in silence. Not for long as soon the door burst open and the Doctor, in all his gangly, pinstriped goodness nearly fell in.
"ROSE!" He shouted, "I am so sorry, I know it wasn't your fault and you know those aliens are just difficult, I should have known not to come when they are electing a new council, the royal family always get a little, I don't know pushy. Is pushy even a wo-"
The blonde human cut him off with a quick kiss to his lips. Shutting up immediately he pulled away and grinned at his Rose.
"I know." She whispered, her hand coming up to gently caress his cheek. He pulled her into a embrace, and they just stood like that. The Doctor and his Rose.
