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When the Doctor said they made stuff of quality in the 60′s, Chuck turned to look at the police box again and smiled. “They sure did,” he agreed. “Cassette tapes… The Beatles… the freaking moon landing…” He trailed off, and squinted at the police box for a couple more seconds, before turning back to her. “Yeah, the 60′s was a great decade. One of the best.” He didn’t realise he’d totally insulted her until she said it sounded pretentious, and he actually felt bad. He liked this lady. Beyond her intriguing mystery, he actually liked her. “Oh, no, I didn’t mean it like that,” he said, awkwardly. “Doctor’s a cool title. Be proud of it. You earned it, right?” He gave her a quick, apologetic, smile, and hoped that covered it. She wasn’t really bothered, but he didn’t want any hard feelings between them.
She offered to go for a drink, and he jumped on the chance. “That sounds great,” he said. “We can’t exactly stay here, right?” He glanced around the warehouse. It wasn’t the most comfortable place to have a chat. When she reached into the box and pulled out her coat, he frowned a little, but didn’t question it. It was hardly the weirdest thing about her. He was used to her energy by now – it wasn’t distracting anymore. He followed her out into the open area, away from the blue box, and listened patiently as she talked. “Custard creams, huh?” he said. “Yeah, I don’t know anywhere you’d get those.” He frowned into the distance, thinking for a second. It was a pretty risky move, but now it had crossed his mind, he couldn’t shake it. Chuck loved showing off his powers casually, and, whatever this woman was, she wasn’t human. He figured she was used to seeing weird things. A parlour trick probably wouldn’t phase her. And maybe it’d be like a ‘you show me yours if I show you mine’ sort of deal? If he revealed just a little of his powers, maybe she would open up?
Screw it. “But don’t worry, Doctor,” he said. “I got it.” He reached behind his back like a magician and conjured a packet of custard creams, and held them out to her with a grin. “I’m not just a pretty face, you know. I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve.” He ripped open the packet, and ate one, to prove they weren’t poisoned, or whatever. “Go ahead, try one,” he said, with his mouth full. “They’re edible. My girlfriend hates eating stuff I conjure, but it’s just as good as store bought stuff. I swear.” He held the packet out to her with an expectant smile.
The Doctor frowned when he said he didn’t know where to get them either. She sighed, untucking her hair from her coat, the sun catching the blonde in her hair as it leaked through the broken glass of the building’s windows. Maybe she should just try something new. The employee at the shop mentioned that Chips Ahoy was a good brand. It was only when the man spoke up that she turned, her hands sliding into her trouser pockets as she watched.
When she saw the familiar wrapping appear from behind him, she stood silent…Well that was definitely not human. The Doctor, for the first time in a long while, was speechless. What was he? She hadn’t felt this for ages. Curiosity. It was so easy to give into it again. The need to know what and when and how.
The Timelord stepped forward, the sound of her boots echoing the only noise she made as she reached out, gently plucking a biscuit from the plastic container and bringing it up to her lips. She took a bite, happy to finally have something that was familiar to her. She finished her chewing, looking at the man with such interest. She had to know what was up. “I knew it. I knew I felt something different about you.” The Doctor looked him over once more, trying to decide how to react to this. “Sorry if this seems a bit impolite, but…” she pulled her sonic out from her pocket. “Mind if I give ya a scan? Nothin’ that will hurt. Promise. Just want to get some readings.” she held out the device, pointing it towards her and pressing the button just to assure him. “See? Harmless.”
The Doctor needed a lab. Or at least a place that had the tools she needed. It was almost impossible trying to find out what was wrong with the TARDIS when she couldn’t even access the rooms that held any equipment. So finally she caved in, heading out into the town and trying to find some place that had at least a microscope. Despite being limited to the time period’s technology, she knew that she could work out something from nothing, like she always did.
Stepping through the door, she pulled her psychic paper from her coat pocket, ready. “Excuse me.” she called to the first person she saw. “I was wondering if you could help me. I just started workin’ today.” she held out the paper, making it out to be an I.D. badge. “I’m…Rose.” she finished, chewing on her bottom lip. Why did she choose that name of all names?
She had not given up her search for the Doctor, though she had had to slow down the hunt considerably. It was frustrating, but with no idea where she box was she was contained to the limits of the human body she was stuck in, which meant keeping her feet from falling off. Despite that she was pushing her limits today. In a way maybe she knew. It was harder, outside of the box and having a more linear progression through time, to keep track of everything that would be happening. Maybe that’s why she had been so on edge, unable to parse through everything and know where the Doctor was, know her Doctor was safe with everything going on. Still, it was a feeling that had her pushing forward still wandering through the city while being plenty ready to call it a day. It felt worth it though when she was knocked into, the familiarity of the body that hit her enough that she barely registered herself stumbling back a step, truly lucky that she didn’t completely fall over in the act.
“Hello.” She breathed, not even replying to the apology she had been given. It didn’t really matter anyway. The Taris had taken much worse than a light bumping from the Doctor before, even if it had made the ache in her legs and feet worse. She wasn’t going to mess things up this time, forget her greeting until she was already leaving. “You always have to try and run off without me don’t you.” The words weren’t really harsh, nor completely true, even if she did get left alone in frequent bursts. She always felt confident in the fact that the Doctor would eventually return to her. “I’m surprised you haven’t picked anyone up here yet. Can’t offer to show anyone the universe without a ride I suppose.” She stood up on her toes, glancing over the Doctor’s shoulder, as if looking for a tiny companion following behind her.
She wasn’t sure what to make of the girl in front of her. It had been a while since someone talked to her that way before. It put the blonde off, and she took a single step back, trying to process what was happening. It reminded her slightly of Clara, and a small ache in her chest bloomed, but faded as quick as it appeared. “Sorry,” she started, because the Timelord knew she had to say something, “Do I know ya?” The Doctor finished as her personal space was invaded. Okay. Something was obviously up.
And that’s when she sensed it; a familiarity that clung to her hearts. It was as if she was sending energy singles directly to her. A psychic link…As if she were Gallifreyan. But that wasn’t quite it…There was something else. Something The Doctor was missing. “It feels like I do. You…aren’t human, are you?” she pulled her sonic from the breast pocket of her coat. “Mind if I have a scan? Just a quick one.”
“ it’s okay , i’m here . i’ll always be here . ” (from the tardis)
The Doctor looked at the girl in front of her. She was still trying to process…all of this. Even if this wasn’t the first time it had happened. “I know you will.” she spoke softly, looking down at her hands. “You are my constant. Always have been.” The blonde’s voice faded as she spoke, as if she were barely running on anything at all. “I’ll get us out of this mess. I always do, don’t I?” That was when she cracked a small smile, reaching out and placing her hand over the other’s. The contrast was very apparent. The Doctor’s hands were rough and callused from her adventures, while this body her ship inhabited had soft and smooth skin. “I always do.” she repeated.
“ you don’t have to hide your tears from me . ” “ you’re doing great , okay ??i mean it . ” “ you are so strong . ” “ please don’t ever give up .” “ i will always believe in you . ” “ why do you always think you have to do everything on your own ?? ” “ it’s okay , i’m here . i’ll always be here . ” “ you’ve always been strong for me . let me return the favor . ” “ just listen to my heartbeat , okay ?? ” “ come on , take a deep breath . it’s gonna be alright . ” “ please , just hold me . ” “ you always meant the world to me . i’m sorry i let you forget that . ” “ i never stopped loving you . ” “ you’ll feel better if you talk about it . i’m here to listen . ” “ you’re so much more than the mistakes you’ve made . ” “ i forgive you . ” “ you are so fucking powerful . ” “ i’m not leaving you here . ” “ i trust you more than anyone else in this universe . ” “ it’s okay to be confused . nobody has all the answers . ” “ i’m so , so sorry . you didn’t deserve that . ” “ healing is not linear , but it’s always moving forward . ” “ you can admit that you’re hurting . it’s okay to not be okay . ” “ hold my hand ?? ” “ you are my home . ” “ no matter what anyone else says , you are so important to me . ” “ don’t worry . i’ll protect you . ” “ shh , it was just a nightmare . you’re safe . ” “ don’t talk about yourself like that . ” “ just say the word . you know i’d do anything for you . ” “ you are loved . ” “ i just need a hug . ” “ i’ll destroy anything that so much as thinks of harming you . ” “ don’t ever let anyone make you feel ashamed of who you are . ” “ you’re not alone . you’re stuck with me forever . sorry . ” “ well , hello sleeping beauty . you fell asleep on me . ” “ if you don’t take your butt back to bed , i will carry you there myself . ” “ i’m sorry to wake you up , but i really need someone to talk to . ” “ i hate seeing you like this … please , let me help . ” “ you are & always will be precious to me . ” “ i can’t believe that asshole said that to you . it’s not true , you know .” “ you want me to punch him in the face ?? ” “ you deserve every good thing in the world . ” “ you know i always have your back . ” “ you don’t have to worry about anything , as long as i’m around . ” “ stop apologizing , okay ??i’ve already told you i’ve forgiven you a hundred times now . ” “ don’t beat yourself up over this . be kind to yourself , it’s not your fault . ”
