He could only stare and watch as Rose yelled into the empty sky and then crumpled to the ground.
"Rose, its fine, everything will be okay. They'll find us." The Doctor said trying to comfort her. Coming over and placing his hand on her shoulder.
"Don't you dare touch me!" She yelled up at the Doctor. He backed up quickly, never seeing Rose like this before.
"I, I'm sorry." She stood up and gathered herself.
"None of this would have happened if it wasn't for you. I don't know why I even wanted to find you." She started walking through the large grain field, leaving the baffled man in the bowtie behind.
"Rose where are you going?!" He yelled running to catch up to her.
"To find my way out of this field so that I can somehow find my husband. Who," she turned around so quickly that the Doctor almost ran into her, "would never leave me behind and who will never give up on looking for me."
Half an hour later the Doctor caught up to an exhausted Rose standing next to an interstate. "Crap," she said as she watched the cars zooming past her.
"What?" He said, out of breath he placed his hands on his knees trying to catch it again.
"We're in America, what looks to be 2011, which means no time travel."
"How do you know where we are?" He said looking up at her winded.
"The plates say Idaho, so unless there's an Idaho in Germany or Chile, we're in America. The cars also look like they were from two years ago, that is if the cars are the same in this universe."
He was silent as the angry blond tried to wave down a car. "Rose what, what's wrong?" She turned to look at him.
"Five years."
"Five years? Five years of what?"
"I haven't spent ten minutes apart from him in five years." She continued to try to get the attention of a driver as she started to cry.
A middle age woman in a minivan pulled over next to the girl. She rolled down her window and saw that Rose was crying. "Oh sweet heart, don't cry. I'll give you a ride." She pressed a button in her car and the side door slid open.
"Thank you." Rose said climbing in with the Doctor right next to her.
"Oh, you're not from here." She said noticing Rose's accent.
"No, I'm from London." She said. The Doctor watched as she pulled her hands into her lap and started to play with her wedding ring.
Her hands felt unbearably empty. "Where are you guys headed?" The woman said glancing back at the two strangers in her back seat.
"Anywhere that we can find a phone and get something to eat." The woman nodded and continued to drive.
Rose looked so sad and so lost. He didn't know what to do; he had never seen her like this. Usually she was brave and headstrong.
Twenty minutes later the woman pulled into a parking lot of a seven eleven. "Thank you." Rose said as they climbed out and walked into the gas station.
She walked over to the counter and looked at the man sitting behind it. "Do you have a phone I could use?" The man grunted and then handed the girl an old wireless land line.
"Don't steal it." Rose gave him a half smile. Who would steal a phone from a gas station? She turned to find the Doctor.
He was walking up and down all of the aisles his eyes growing wide at everything he saw. "Look Rose they have slurp drinks," he pointed over at the machine but got distracted by the hot dogs, "they have hot dogs and look Cheetos and Twizzlers and oooh they have Twinkies, you know they stop making these in a few years." he ran up to her gathering food in his arms until he couldn't hold anymore.
"Do you have any money?" She asked him feeling like she was babysitting more than traveling with the Doctor. She missed John so much.
"Don't need any," he smiled and somehow moved everything into one arm and pulled out his psychic paper.
"Doctor, I don't know who to call." She said trailing behind him phone in hand. He handed the man behind the cash register the psychic paper and then dropped everything in his arms onto the counter.
"Well you could call me. I'm in Utah I think. But then again that might create a paradox. No don't do that. Don't call me." He walked back to Rose with a bag full of food shoving a piece of beef jerky in his mouth.
"I could call Mickey," she leaned against the stack of magazines and looked at the man she thought she knew.
"Oh Mickey, Mickey, Mickey yeah do that call him. You'll get Martha too if you do." She stopped pushing the buttons and looked up at the Doctor.
"What do you mean I'll get Martha too?" She said continuing to punch the numbers in.
"Oh right you don't know do you? Martha and Mickey got married." He started to open up the Twinkie.
"They did?" She laughed. Good for them. Rose was glad that he was happy and that Martha was happy too. She finished dialing and held the phone up to her ear. "Hopefully he has the same number."
"Well, he wasn't always much for change." He shoved the Twinkie in his mouth.