Life After Death; Chapter 2
Reunion
By Kate Carter
Well, it was intended to be a one shot, but I got several requests for more, and I was in a good mood, so maybe I'll turn this into a longer story. I've got enough planned out for the next three or four chapters (I think) but if anyone has any ideas (especially regarding adventures they could pursue in the new universe) please let me know.
They hired a van to transport the TARDIS in; the trip through the black hole and into the alternate universe had damaged it enough that it was a miracle it was able to make the short flight to the right time. It certainly wouldn't be transporting anyone anywhere anytime soon.
Pete drove the Jeep, and Mickey drove the van with the TARDIS. Rose and the Doctor rode in the Jeep with Pete, while Jackie rode with Mickey "to keep him company." Rose had a suspicion it was also so they could pull over when necessary; Jackie had been prone to morning sickness.
It was a four-day drive back, and Rose refused to let the Doctor out of her sight for even a second. Her hand was constantly entwined in his, her head on his shoulder whenever possible. Mickey had to avoid a sigh when he saw this; while he was glad the Doctor was back – he wanted Rose to be happy, and he liked the chap well enough – he'd still had just a tiny fancy that he might be able to get back with Rose. This presented a slight problem when it came to using toilets and showering; the first night, when they got to a hotel, Rose took a good forty-five minutes in the shower because she kept jumping out every few minutes to put her head out the door and ensure that the Doctor was still there.
After the Doctor had a chance to clean up (even Time Lords appreciate a nice shower; the Doctor was particularly fond of bubble baths, a fact he never admitted), he came out and sat down on the bed next to Rose, who was still busy with brushing her hair out. Finished, she nestled her head onto his shoulder again and her hand found his. He pulled her onto his lap instead.
This was new, but she didn't complain. He held her close to him. "Rose Tyler," he whispered into her ear, "I've missed you every day of the last ten years, two months, and sixteen days."
She smiled a little. "And I've missed you every day for the last hundred and ninety-three days," she said.
"And you know what I thought of for the last ten years, two months, and sixteen days? What I thought of every day?" he said softly.
"What did you think of?" she said equally softly, her heart beating faster.
"I thought of this," he said, and he kissed her. Each of the few times they'd kissed before, it had been wonderful. But this…this was extraordinary. This was mind-blowing.
He continued to kiss her as he laid her down on the bed. And Rose's hair got fairly messy all over again.
They laid on the bed, his arms wrapped around her, as she listened to the beat of his hearts. She'd never felt so content.
"When are you going to leave me?" he asked her softly, already knowing the answer.
She kissed him again. "Never."
And they knew it was true.
A/N: All right, all right, I just did the one thing I'd swore never to do again…I made it a chaptered story. Worse than that, I made it a chapter story with no foreseeable ending.
YA SEE WHAT YA MADE ME DO?! Last time I did a chapter story I about killed myself, I got so frustrated with it.
So, let me make it clear right now; I will continue to write for this whenever I have an idea/spare time. Which isn't going to be every day, necessarily, I'm a college student with a very busy schedule, and writing usually means I'm up late and depriving myself of sleep. And, I also have an idea for another story that will also be multiple chapters. With any luck, between the two you should get something every day…but that's also because I LOVE reviews (I'm one of those people who work really well on compliments) and they make me happy. So, it's selfish reasoning, really.