This is a repost. I was having some trouble before, and I had to delete it. Here's the repost. Sorry about that.
Okay, so this is my first story, sorry if it's uploaded badly or something. Hehe. So yeah. First story fun. Let's go.
One Week Earlier
Rose noticed that something was up with the Doctor. His fantastic hair was lacking the wave and gel that it usually had, (although she pretended that she'd never seen his 'Maximum Hold Gel Lock' in the TARDIS restroom. Wasn't good for his pride,) and he didn't seem as energetic. She walked up to him hesitantly-these days he wasn't good about being approached-and gently touched his shoulder.
The Doctor jumped, and she stumbled back for a moment. "Are you okay Doctor? You seem…nervous about something," she said, surveying how he responded. He straightened his trench coat and looked at her with some dignity, though not as much as he usually did, before giving her a small hug. Oh, okay. Didn't expect that. She thought, patting him awkwardly.
"I'm just fine, perfectly fine. Nothing wrong. Allons-y!" he smiled at her with his dashing smile that showed all of his perfect teeth; even his hair seemed to perk up at what was obviously a lie.
"Okay, so why did you hug me? Are we in trouble? Did the TARDIS crash land?" she could see the lie as clearly as she could see him, and she wasn't going to give up until he told her.
"What? No! Either of those would fall under, 'not in any way fine at all', and as I just said, we are perfectly fine. And as for the hug…" he stared down for a moment before looking up with another smile. "It was a hug. I have given you a hug before, what's so different about this one?"
"It's your: 'Rose I'm really worried we're in trouble except I'm going to try not to tell you but I'm really worried and even though I know that lying won't work I will still try.' Hug," she told him as he raised his eyebrows with a laugh.
"You can tell all of that from a hug? Not that any of that was true, but still…" he trailed off, staring at the council for a moment. Rose didn't buy his lie for a moment. She continued to stare at him expectantly. "You're not going to stop this until I tell you, are you?" he asked suddenly.
She nodded, a half smile on her lips as it became clear that she'd won.
"And it's no use for me to lie to you and say that it's alright, because you'll just snoop?" he asked her, a last attempt to keep her in the dark.
She nodded one last time. He sighed, giving in. "Let me see your arm," he said after pausing momentarily. She stretched out her arm, pulling off her jacket, and, to her surprise and the Doctor's worry, it was covered in tally marks.
"The Silence," was all he said.
"Who?" R0se asked, getting worried. She didn't remember writing those tallies down on her arm, and she wondered how she hadn't noticed them before. She'd taken a shower just last night, and there were no tally marks then. "What are these? I've never seen them before in my life," she said, but the Doctor just shook his head.
"Yes you have. Count the tallies. There's one for every silence that you've seen in the past month," he said, and she counted.
"Fourteen. I've seen the silence fourteen times. But how would I know to tally them? The tallies weren't there last night," she said, counting the tallies again and again.
"You can't remember the Silence. They're genetically altered so you can't. But…well…if you're told to do something while looking at the Silence, then you have to, so, um, I may have, just a few minutes ago, right after I hugged you…" he took a few uncertain steps backwards. "Projected an image of the Silence and while you were looking at it told you to right a tally mark down for every Silence that you've seen in the past month," he said the last part really fast, stepping backwards again as she reached forward to slap him.
"How did you know to do that?" Rose asked all of a sudden.
"What?" the Doctor asked, stepping forward again.
"How did you know to check me for the Silence?" she asked again.
"You wouldn't remember. Last night, well, for the last night in the past fourteen days, you've woken me up in the middle of the night, and you are always writing two words into the TARDIS mainframe and flying the TARDIS into some unknown area. Since you weren't listening and did it on repeat, I assumed it was the Silence's doing," he explained, stepping back to where he'd first been once it became clear that Rose wasn't going to smack him.
"Which words?" she asked him, dreading what he was going to say.
"Bad Wolf," he said, and then he paused. "And they've infiltrated the TARDIS. Neither one of us is going to remember this conversation."
"Why is that, Doctor?" she asked, her voice shaky.
"There's one behind me, and one behind you. If either of us looks away, we forget, none of this will have happened to us. Don't worry, we'll figure something out," he reassured me.
"I don't doubt that," she laughed, having finally spotted the Silence behind the Doctor. "Why don't we just right it down?" she asked him.
"They'd kill us before we got the chance. But Rose," he says, shifting a little.
"Yeah?"
"Tonight, when the Silence comes for you again, ask it what it wants, and remember it. Since you're looking at it now, you won't be able to forget it. Then when I come, write it down. Enough so we won't forget. Okay?" he instructed, and she felt deep down, perhaps it was her imagination, but she thought that she felt the power of the Silence will her to do that.
"Okay," she said, her voice small as the Silence advanced.
"Ready?" he asked her.
"Now," she told him, and they shut their eyes on the spot as the Silence advanced again.