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She had been sitting in the bottom of the shower for awhile and finally stood up. She scrubbed every inch of her body until her skin was red but still she didn't feel clean. She thought he loved her, but if he truly did, he wouldn't have done this to her. She never wanted him to touch her again. She reached down to clean between her legs and shuddered at the soreness. She removed her hand and looked at it seeing faint traces of blood.
When she saw the blood she felt her stomach turn and she barely made it to the toilet before she threw up every thing she had eaten. She stood up shaking and flushed. She wrapped the towel tightly around her body and then opened the door and peeked out to make sure he wasn't around. She headed to her room to get dressed.
Once he left the bathroom he went to his room to get out of the long white outfit. He showered and then dressed in his pinstripe suit. He briefly thought about what to do with the white outfit before deciding he never wanted to see it again. He threw the outfit away before heading back to the control room. It was only a matter of time before she asked to go home. He set the controls for the Powell Estate and then sat down. He was still sitting in the pilot seat when he heard her come in.
"That's not going to help." He said as he got a strong smell of alcohol coming from her. He looked behind him to see her standing in the corridor wearing a pair of sweats and a oversize sweater. In her left hand she held a bottle of whiskey.
"Couldn't hurt anymore." She stormed over to him standing just out of his reach. "Mickey is right, you are just like any other bloke."
"Rose, I'm sorr..."
"Stop apologizing." She screamed. "You enjoyed it, you came. Now I am going to get pregnant and have some two headed devil child."
He stood up and she shrunk back away from him. He resisted the urge to try to hold her. "Rose, I didn't enjoy it." He said trying to keep his voice as calm as possible even though on the inside he was screaming. She rolled her eyes at him as he continued. "I didn't want this. I only had sex.."
"Raped," She interrupted again. He glared at her and started talking again though this time the calmness was gone.
"I did it to save your life. If we didn't we still would have ended up at that platform but they would have slit our throats instead. Would you rather be dead?"
She didn't answer him as she took another drink from the bottle. He reached for it and she jerked her arm away roughly, stumbled backwards and fell hard onto the control room floor.
He knelt down in front of her. "Are you all right?"
"No."
He reached out to her and she screamed. "Don't touch me." He pulled back quickly and then stood up and stared at her. She got on to her hands and knees and then grabbed on to the console to pull herself up. He could clearly see cuts on her hand from the grating on the floor but instead of trying to help her he watched as she stumbled out of the room and back into the corridors.
He stood there for a few more moments before flicking the lever to send the Tardis to London. He ran his hands through his hair and then down his face. Jackie was going to kill him, but right now Rose needed her mother.