Disclaimer: If I owned Doctor Who I would write myself into the script and have david tennant marry me, but clearly that hasn't happened so it's safe to say that I don't own doctor who... but there's always hope.

AN - Second last chapter (hooray!) It's written from Rose's point of view in the form of a diary. I'm not sure that Rose would keep a diary - maybe for all her wierd and wonderful adventures - but she kind of explains why she's writing in one here so i hope that's ok.

Thanks for all your reviews - they truly make me smile... so keep them coming! lol, enjoy :)


Chapter 14 - Operation Cheer Up The Doctor:

Okay, so I'm not one to keep a diary. Mostly coz the Doctor's a bit of a nosy parker, and he'd probably read this, which I don't want him to do because it's PRIVATE! So Doctor, if you're reading this, you are invading my privacy and clearly it is not good for a marriage if the husband doesn't trust the wife. So butt out! Mind you, we have no secrets, so I spose there's really no harm in you reading this. But I want to write about you now, and that could be awkward so if you want to talk, just come and see me. I'll be in my old bedroom because you aren't really talking to me.

So, the Doctor's not not talking to me, he's just not really talking to me. I think that he can't think of anything to say. We got back from our trip down memory lane approximately two Earth days ago and had incredible, mind-blowing sex! Seriously, diary, if you only knew! I saw colours I'd never seen before!! But enough about that. I'm talking to you as if you're an animate object - what's with that? Why am I asking you? You're not going to answer. Shut up Rose!

Oh, so now I'm writing to myself, am I?

Oh God, I need sleep!

The reason I haven't been sleeping, dearest diary, is because ever since we got back from 'Gallifrey' the Doctor has been acting strangely. He will sit, perhaps for hours (an odd occurrence in itself - him sitting!) and just stare at things. The first day, he stared at me. The whole day! It was a little creepy actually. I can't hear his thoughts, either. It's like he's blocking me out.

I think he's still upset about the visit. Duh! Thanks so much Captain Obvious!

Call me crazy, but it makes sense that seeing everything you loved and lost would make you appreciate life even more. Is that why he kept staring at me? Frankly, I'd rather we talked. Or held hands. Or ran for our lives from some inter-galactic threat that we just happen to run into.

I just went out into the Tardis console room, and the Doctor was there. He wasn't staring at me, though, which is an improvement. He was lying on the metal grating on his stomach, head in hands, kind of peering through the grating to all that stuff down below. He looked up when he heard me coming in. Our conversation went as follows:

"Hey. What are you doing?"

"Just trying to guess how many Zeus plugs it'd take to fill up this entire section beneath the console."

"Oh… Why?"

"Felt like it"

"Okay" (he resumes staring through the floor)

"Doctor?"

"Yes Rose"

"Are you okay?"
"Yes Rose. Are you?"

"Mhmm, fine. Right as rain. Fit as a fiddle. Couldn't be better" (I was nervous - don't judge me!)

"That's good. See you at lunch"

"K, have fun", at which point I leave the room, irritated by his dismissal of me. I should probably go and make us some lunch. Maybe a nice banana sandwich? I think he'd appreciate that. Even if he can't tell me.

So diary, did you know that the Tardis can communicate with me? I'm sure you didn't know. I had kinda forgotten it could do that.

I was sitting in the jump-seat, watching the Doctor eat his banana sandwich with all the enthusiasm of a Greenpeace supporter on a whaling ship, and I had a sudden epiphany. I thought of a way to cheer him up! I'm not going to write it down here coz if the Doctor gets bored, I'm sure he will want something to read. And, let's face it, this is pretty darn interesting! So, I was sitting there and suddenly I got this picture in my head, like I do when the Doctor and I are sharing thoughts. But I knew somehow that these thoughts didn't belong to him. I don't know how I could tell. It was just a different feeling, you know? … No, of course you don't. You're a book.
Anyway, I'm going to go and get started on operation 'cheer up the Doctor'. Catchy name, isn't it!

Rose Sigma-Theta Tyler

Or that's what it would be if I wanted to change my name. But I don't. Or would it be Theta-Sigma. I can't remember. Anyway, no time for a tangent. Off to hatch plans, thanks to the Tardis. Wish me luck!

Ps, Doctor, if you're reading this, you know two days ago when we.. You know. Well, I said it was mind blowing - but don't get a big head. There's always room for improvement, you can trust me on this! Xo


AN - ok, so i didnt proof read that. my logic being that it is a diary entry and you dont proof read diary entries unless you are a bit strange (no offence to anyone who proof reads their diary entries!!) so yes - apologies if it doesnt make sense. i think it does, but then, i wrote it. and also, its one am so...

also, hooray for rose - always there to cheer up the doctor! i think its pretty obvious what she's going to do to cheer up the doctor but a big tasty cyber-muffin for anyone who can guess (yes, i know it is traditional for cybercookies to be shared, but i am in the mood for a muffin - so muffins it is) - thanks for reading and reviewing:)