"Well, that's not good." The Doctor and Jack stood in the doorway, taking in the scene around them. How it had happened when there was nothing in the room but a cushion on the floor, they didn't know, but the room was chaos.
Instead of a cushion there were feathers everywhere, and the walls looked as though they'd been torn apart. Rose stood in the centre of it all, seemingly unable to choose between grabbing at her head in pain and throwing her arms in all directions, causing whatever lay in front of them to creak ominously and splinter like wood.
"What the Hell are you doing to my ship?" the Doctor shouted indignantly over the noise, narrowly avoiding an outstretched arm.
Rose looked up at him, wide-eyed. Yellow-eyed, the Doctor noticed with dismay. "Stupid human! Stop!" she shrieked in a rasping voice. "Impossible!"
The Doctor grinned, jumping from side to side to avoid her arms. "Brilliant! Come on, Rose! Power to the humans!" He punched the air triumphantly.
"Choose, Doctor! Give me a body! Stupid child! I have won! Stop!" The two voices – the distorted one and Rose's own – seemed to be fighting for dominance; first one and then the other screamed out at the Doctor and Jack. "You haven't won! I win! Get out of me!"
"Let her go! Let her go and make them human again!"
"I don't want to be human! I want to be like you!" Rose's voice said desperately. "Finish me! Make me like him!"
The Doctor covered his face with his hands, turning away. Hearing Rose say it made the choice so much harder, but he knew what he had to do. Turning back, he yelled, "Make them human again!"
Deathly silence fell for a second, the creaking stopped, and Rose looked at him. The Doctor couldn't decide which one it was. Then she screamed. Jack fell against the nearest wall, his hands against his ears, but the Doctor recognised the scream and was prepared.
Somewhere in the background, the Doctor heard something. It registered vaguely that he shouldn't be hearing it, not here, but it was definitely there and it was growing. A deep rumble, shaking the floor under his feet and almost knocking him down.
Get out of her. Return to where you belong. You will not harm them!
The TARDIS. Rose threw her head back, and for a moment, the Doctor thought the impossible was happening. Out of her face, her body, her clothes – everything – light erupted, obscuring Rose from view. Jack ran forward as it faded and the screaming stopped. She practically fell into his arms, looking around with a dazed smile.
"Doctor? Oh, hi Jack! Where'd you come from? Ugh…what happened? My head hurts…" Her eyes closed, and she was out cold.
The Doctor blurted out the first question that came to mind. "What is she?"
Jack hoisted her up a bit and placed an ear to her chest. "Human."
"What colour are her eyes?"
"Eh? What do want to…oh, fine," Jack gave in, opening Rose's left eye. "Brown. Why?"
"She wearing makeup?"
"Yeah, bit old though, don't think she's slept in a few days. What's with the questions?"
Calm down. I only got it out. It's not going to bother anyone now.
The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief at hearing the words in his head. "Never mind," he said out loud, "I just thought…never mind. Come on, let's get her somewhere she can sleep."