Title: Remember Me?
Rating: T
Pairings: 10/Rose
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who
Full Summary: As the Doctor investigates some strange alien sightings in 2004, Donna gets a job at Henricks to distract her from causing a paradox. There, she befriends a very familiar blond, who tells her about her dreams to travel among the stars one day. Donna, unable to keep it in any longer, tells her that soon enough she'll be fulfilling that dream. And the Doctor, after meeting with Rose, can't contain the truth. What comes next for our favourite time travellers is a frenzy of misunderstandings, a few terrible dates and a shocking revelation.
Author's note: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I hope you don't all hate me! Quite a short chapter today, sorry!!
The Doctor and Donna slid into the TARDIS and trailed up the ramp. The Doctor flung his coat over the railings and ambled up to the console, running his fingers along the controls and brushing them against his beloved ship. Donna shrugged off her jacket and watched him sadly. She strode over to him and sighed heavily.
"We didn't need to go out with her tonight, Doctor. You could have told me right from the beginning, and I never would have even got a job there," She assured him. He threw a look of apprehension at her and cleared his throat.
"No, Donna. I wasn't going to isolate you. I knew this was a bad idea," He said remorsefully.
"But...it's Rose, Doctor. Your Rose. The one who you lost, do you remember?" The Doctor nodded. How could he forget? That moment, running through his mind, hearing her shrill cry of defencelessness, her death scream. It was on a continuous motion through his mind. "Well, she's here. You had dinner with her!" Donna smiled, poking an elbow into his side, "She could always come with us. Yeah! Why don't we ask her?" The Doctor's eyes narrowed into slits, before glaring at Donna.
"You know we can't do that. She'd never meet me, the me that was around four years ago. That's it, we're leaving as soon as you quit your job. You can't say anything to Rose," He tightened his grip on the lever, as Donna's brow crinkled in confusion.
"Why should I quit my job?"
"More formal. You can never go back there, after you quit. In fact, to keep away from any kinds of temptation, I'll quit for you," The Doctor told her, causing her mouth to fall open.
"So, I don't even get a say in what I want to do?" She retorted, positioning her hands on her hips in anger. "What if you say something to her, hmm? What happens then?"
"I won't say anything of importance to her. I'll tell her that you've had another job offer somewhere else, and you had to start as soon as possible. Simple," The Doctor explained, with a deft shrug of his shoulders.
"Simple? SIMPLE!?! You can't tell her that! It's not true! What if she comes looking for us? She has my mobile number, you know," Donna spat.
"Why did you do that? You know this wasn't a permanent thing! Honestly, you humans, so trivial about keeping up relationships. What is it with you, anyway? It's not like she was your best friend."
"No, but she was yours!" Donna cried, exasperated, "And you can't go on at me for keeping in touch with people, space boy. May I remind you, that Martha has got you running around after her, calling you to earth whenever she pleases?" Donna said critically.
"I thought you liked Martha!" The Doctor furrowed his brow.
"I do, but that's not the point. OK, another example. I've got one, ok? Imagine one day, if I'm mad enough, I leave you to go and do something else. You're telling me you wouldn't go back and see me?" The Doctor considered it, "Right, you hesitated for too long! If you had the chance to see Rose again, the Rose who actually knows you, you're telling me you wouldn't go back and see her?" The Doctor rubbed his face and slipped out a small groan. "It's not hard. Yes or no?"
"Donna, I don't see how this is relevant to what I'm saying!" He avoided her question hastily. "You know what, you're going to quit right now!" He decided, slamming down the lever.
"Now? But...I'm still in the same clothes!" Donna spluttered, glancing down at her body.
"Change then," The Doctor rolled his eyes, annoyed and disappointed at himself. He hadn't been able to answer Donna's question, because he wasn't even sure of that answer himself. Of course, the idea of seeing Rose again, after all of this time, did excite him. And seeing her tonight had made him feel even more wounded, seeing the glint in her eyes, the tinge of excitement that he had always loved to see her throwing his way. She had no idea what perils she would face, the near-death experiences she was going to encounter, how many hearts she would break in her direction to find her own personal happiness. His hearts were insignificant in the amount that she had greeted. It saddened him, not being able to say anything to her. Donna sauntered back into the control room, still sulking. "You ready?" The Doctor asked. She nodded, chewing on her bottom lip.
"Doctor...couldn't we just...stay for one more day?" Donna suggested quietly. The Doctor clamp his eyes shut as he shook his head.
"It's too dangerous. I'm sorry," He responded, forcing his eyes open to look at her. She exhaled deeply and met his gaze.
"What about your investigation? You can't let aliens take over London!" She pointed out.
"Already sorted it out. It was a spaceship, yeah, but it shouldn't hit our atmosphere for, oh, about a year or two?" The Doctor explained.
"But, that still means that there is going to be aliens in a year! You can't let that happen!"
"Oh, and I won't, believe me. And neither will Rose," He smiled to himself, sharing a secret. Donna stared at him.
"What do you mean?"
"I told you, you'll find out in a year or so. Or, you already have found out. Anyway, you'll figure it out. So, onwards to Henricks, then?" The Doctor clapped his hands together, visibly in a much better mood.
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