AN: Thank you to swimfeared, and to koryanders for the review! Thank you for liking the story, guys! Keep reviewing and following the story :) This chapter is Ten/Rose, and a bit of Nine's feelings in The Empty Child. It also encompasses Doomsday and The Stolen Earth.
Chapter 13- Sixth Sense
The Doctor always had a sixth sense when it came to Rose Tyler. He would always joke around to her that he has six senses: touch, hear, taste, smell, sight, and Rose Tyler.
The first time it had kicked in was whenever she had wandered off on her own (as usual) and gotten herself tangled up in the mess that was Captain Jack Harness. He could tell that he was a pretty boy from a mile off.
He was immediately distrustful of the captain, and rightfully so. He flirted with his Rose! But, he supposed that Jack had redeemed himself slightly in his eyes by not pouncing on Rose, no matter how much he might have wanted to. He clearly picked up the Doctor's pheromones giving off the go away, that's mine vibe.
The sixth sense had left a pain in his heart when he asked her greedily "How long are you going to stay with me?" He knew she would say forever, but he needed to hear it from her lips. The reason it made him cringe was he knew it couldn't be forever. Not his forever anyways.
One thing he knew for sure though, if Rose died, he wouldn't be far behind.
But she had said "Forever," and it made his hearts sing, even if just for a moment. He could pretend he was a normal bloke that got to grow old with the woman he loved. He squeezed her hand a little more tightly than usual.
When Rose had said she wasn't going anywhere at Torchwood, the Doctor's sixth sense picked up again. He knew it was too good to be true, and yet...he let himself believe it. And look what happened.
He knew when she pulled down the lever to save the universe, she wasn't going to be fulfilling her end of the bargain.
Was it wrong to hope?
He cried out for her to hold on, even really believed that if she could just last two more seconds, he could grab her, she would be safe.
When she fell...those were the most terrifying few seconds of his life. He thought with absolute certainty she was going to die. Then Pete caught her, and oh, he was so grateful.
He knew he would never be able to see Rose again, never tell her how he really felt, hug her, kiss her...but, he took comfort in the fact she was alive.
His Rose Tyler sense could tell she was there on the other side of the wall, if he listened carefully he could hear the tears fall that he couldn't stop for once.
No, instead he got to put his palm to the wall, and hope that was enough. For a moment...he could swear she could sense him too. But then again, the Doctor and Rose could always feel each other right?
He got his message across to her, she went to see him. But he couldn't actually touch her. Perhaps that was the most heartbreaking of all. He didn't need his sixth sense to see she needed him, but he was completely powerless to do anything about it.
That damn transmission had to cut out. "Rose Tyler, I-" and he could imagine the crying on her end.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, that's all he ever was. If he had just told her before. But she knew, didn't she? Did she?
He thought that was it, that he would never see her again. But, Donna said, "Why don't you ask her yourself?" and he spun around, never hoping for anything more in his life.
She was there. His Rose. She returned to him, and oh, if that wasn't the most brilliant thing she had ever done besides loving him.
He was going to tell her, he was.