The Bits In Between
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Category:
1 through F › Doctor Who
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
6,040
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Dr. Who, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dalek
Rose took a very bemused Adam to a room to get settled. She made sure it was around the corner from what she considered her and the Doctor’s space. He had tried to kiss her goodnight but she turned and he caught her cheek. He was confused but didn’t press the issue.
While it was true that she hadn’t known him long, she still has never seen the Doctor so rattled. The fact that he could lose his composure made her head spin. What was that thing? That Dalek? Why did it get to him so badly? She always knew he was lonely but never really saw until now what that war had done to him. She had meant it when she said he had her.
She changed into some pyjamas and shuffled off to find him. She had left him in the control room but had a feeling he wasn’t there anymore. While she walked toward the study she reflected on what that Dalek had said about emotions and saving the woman he loved. Did he really? Did she? Maybe so but she know not to press the issue. Especially now. She had an idea.
He had left for the study not long after they had left him. He’d taken off his jacket and thrown it carelessly over a chair. He had even taken off his boots, he felt entire too suffocated. He picked up a book and sat on the sofa. He stared blankly at the page. It didn’t matter what it said, he just wanted a sense of normality.
“Tea?” He jumped at Roe’s voice. She carried a tray with that and some other things.
“Ta,” he picked up a mug. “Sit, please.” She joined him and they sat quietly for awhile. She knew he would talk when he was ready.
“So, is the pretty boy settled?” The best defence, go for the easy target.
Rose knew what he was doing. She didn’t mind, “I told you, I hadn’t noticed.” The look she received said he believed otherwise. “I mean it. He’s a bit young. Actually, he’s younger than I am and that would never do.”
He laughed in what felt like ages. “Alright then, cradle robber.” He got quiet and contemplative. “Are you okay?”
She laughed in disbelief. “Am I okay? After what you went through! Doctor, I respect your privacy but you must know you can talk to me. I may not understand, but I promise to listen.”
He put his hands in his head. “Rose, I can’t burden you with my problems. I brought you with me for adventure and now I almost got you killed.”
Rose started to put her plan into motion. She turned and moved back so that her legs stretched on the sofa. “Come here.”
“Rose, what…?”
“Just trust me and lie back. Put your head here,” she patted the tops of her thighs. She put her hands on his temples and started to rub.
He relaxed immediately. How she knew what he needed, he wasn’t sure. And he knew what he and she both needed. He started to talk about Daleks and the war, without telling her too much. He still wasn’t ready for that.
She, in turn, told him about her life and friends. The hours stretched and they both wore down. The next thing either of them knew it was morning or what was considered morning on the TARDIS.
Rose found she had shifted and was lying on the sofa. She also found a tall, lanky Time Lord wrapped around her, his head resting on her stomach. She smiled fondly and smoothed his hair. “Doctor, as much as I don’t mind being a pillow, my legs are numb.”
“Hmm? Oh, sorry, right, sleep well?”
“Actually, yes. You?”
“The first time in a long time. Thank you, Rose Tyler.” He kissed her sweetly and chastely. “Now, go get ready. Let’s show off for your new beau.” He smirked.
“I will hurt you. Show off how?”
“Go on, I’ll meet you in the control room.” Daleks were a lot of things, liars weren’t one of them. He knew he was in trouble.
While it was true that she hadn’t known him long, she still has never seen the Doctor so rattled. The fact that he could lose his composure made her head spin. What was that thing? That Dalek? Why did it get to him so badly? She always knew he was lonely but never really saw until now what that war had done to him. She had meant it when she said he had her.
She changed into some pyjamas and shuffled off to find him. She had left him in the control room but had a feeling he wasn’t there anymore. While she walked toward the study she reflected on what that Dalek had said about emotions and saving the woman he loved. Did he really? Did she? Maybe so but she know not to press the issue. Especially now. She had an idea.
He had left for the study not long after they had left him. He’d taken off his jacket and thrown it carelessly over a chair. He had even taken off his boots, he felt entire too suffocated. He picked up a book and sat on the sofa. He stared blankly at the page. It didn’t matter what it said, he just wanted a sense of normality.
“Tea?” He jumped at Roe’s voice. She carried a tray with that and some other things.
“Ta,” he picked up a mug. “Sit, please.” She joined him and they sat quietly for awhile. She knew he would talk when he was ready.
“So, is the pretty boy settled?” The best defence, go for the easy target.
Rose knew what he was doing. She didn’t mind, “I told you, I hadn’t noticed.” The look she received said he believed otherwise. “I mean it. He’s a bit young. Actually, he’s younger than I am and that would never do.”
He laughed in what felt like ages. “Alright then, cradle robber.” He got quiet and contemplative. “Are you okay?”
She laughed in disbelief. “Am I okay? After what you went through! Doctor, I respect your privacy but you must know you can talk to me. I may not understand, but I promise to listen.”
He put his hands in his head. “Rose, I can’t burden you with my problems. I brought you with me for adventure and now I almost got you killed.”
Rose started to put her plan into motion. She turned and moved back so that her legs stretched on the sofa. “Come here.”
“Rose, what…?”
“Just trust me and lie back. Put your head here,” she patted the tops of her thighs. She put her hands on his temples and started to rub.
He relaxed immediately. How she knew what he needed, he wasn’t sure. And he knew what he and she both needed. He started to talk about Daleks and the war, without telling her too much. He still wasn’t ready for that.
She, in turn, told him about her life and friends. The hours stretched and they both wore down. The next thing either of them knew it was morning or what was considered morning on the TARDIS.
Rose found she had shifted and was lying on the sofa. She also found a tall, lanky Time Lord wrapped around her, his head resting on her stomach. She smiled fondly and smoothed his hair. “Doctor, as much as I don’t mind being a pillow, my legs are numb.”
“Hmm? Oh, sorry, right, sleep well?”
“Actually, yes. You?”
“The first time in a long time. Thank you, Rose Tyler.” He kissed her sweetly and chastely. “Now, go get ready. Let’s show off for your new beau.” He smirked.
“I will hurt you. Show off how?”
“Go on, I’ll meet you in the control room.” Daleks were a lot of things, liars weren’t one of them. He knew he was in trouble.