Part 02 - Going Forward
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1 through F › Doctor Who
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
23
Views:
2,684
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1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 05 - Were Here
Chapter 05 - Were Here
After spotting the missing person poster hanging on the post he knew that in spite of his care in setting the coordinates on the TARDIS, they have somehow wound up not twelve hours after Rose had left with him but twelve months. Even as he thought through the situation, he was flying toward the stairs to Jackie’s apartment. He had to get to Rose before she entered the house and became part of the current events. In his haste, he didn’t see the all black dog that suddenly jumped out in front of him, causing him to trip and fall, delaying his progress just a small bit. When he reached the landing and saw the open door he knew he was too late. All he could do was gasp out a warning to Rose that it hadn’t been twelve hours as he had thought but twelve months.
In the council estates, it didn’t take long for word to travel. Soon as much as Rose tried to explain, tried to calm her hysterical mother, Jackie’s distraught screams had someone calling the police and a bobby showed up at the door. If she had had any questions as to whether she still had her new ‘gift’ it had been squashed in the first few seconds after she had seen her mum and felt the incredible flood of disbelief and joy at her presence which had been quickly followed by fear and fury. The Doctor stood unsure what to do other then to stay nearby in case Rose needed his assistance. He knew if push came to shove he would be able to contact Alistair or Harry and get things cleared up that way but after everything that they had done for him recently he really didn’t want to admit he was unable to clear up a simple domestic situation. Even if it had been more then a year since he had seen Alistair by his reckoning, it was just a few days by his own and he needed to handle this without getting Alistair or UNIT involved.
Things were not going well. Twenty minutes had passed and they were no further from extricating themselves from the situation and he just couldn’t stand it anymore. He couldn’t just continue to let Rose take all the heat. Though when the DCI asked if theirs was a sexual relationship, he just goggled at Rose for a second, realizing how it might look from the outside. They both quickly denied it, as Rose looked uncomfortable and radiated distress at the whole turn of events. Things went from bad to worse as cyclone Jackie wound up and smacked him, nearly knocking him to the floor with the force of her blow. After another twenty minutes of answering questions, the DCI finally left to complete paperwork, having realized that there is not going to be more information forthcoming. The Doctor concluded it was probably best to head out before one Jackie Tyler decided it would be a good idea to slap him again. Quickly he whispers to Rose that he is heading to the roof and to meet him there when she can, leaving Rose to sort out her mother.
As he heads out the door, he can’t help but look back wondering if she will come. How long should he wait before leaving, before giving up? He is very surprised by the part of him that says forever.
Rose doesn’t take long to extricate herself from her mother; she can’t bear to think about that after everything that has happened how he could disappear so very easily. She still couldn’t believe her mum had slapped him, and the look on his face... She didn’t know if she had ever seen anyone so surprised.
As much as he had worried that she wouldn’t come, Rose had worried, he wouldn’t be there when she arrived; both being relieved when she opened the door and saw him leaning propped up against the ledge of the roof.
The rest of the day was filled with chaos and excitement as an alien spacecraft came roaring in overhead to crash into the Thames and somehow even the fact that she had been traveling with a nine hundred year old alien seemed to get lost in the resulting frenzy.
As the Doctor informs her that they are stuck watching as spectators they head back to her mum’s flat, only her presence at first is enough to mollify her mum and convince her to allow the Doctor back into her home. Not long after Rose gets her mother sorted the Doctor parks himself front and center in front of the telly, and everyone begins to collect at Jackie’s, as usual when there is some big news or sporting event is being broadcast. After a time of being asked repeatedly where she has been, and fed up with having to avoid explaining and lying to so many of the people assembled, who she has known most of her life; she leaves the room.
Unable to take the constant questions and the barrage of emotions flowing from those around her anymore she decides It would be a good time to check on some information on the Internet, which would get her away from the descended neighbors. The Doctor, completely wrapped up in the newscasts, won’t be going anywhere soon.
After their discussion, the day they had come back from seeing Earth’s destruction she had wondered what kinds of effect the things he had said happened to him might have. So she began to look up what information she could find on war survivors and had learned a number of things about how war could affect people. She said nothing to the Doctor, he was after all an alien, and she figured he would just laugh at her. Looking at the events of the last few days, to her dismay, she saw many of his behaviors were common in those having conditions called ‘post traumatic stress disorder’ (PTSD) and ‘survivors guilt’. Which both concerned her and yet at the same time made her feel that he was just that bit more human. She just hoped that some of the symptoms described were actually not present, rather that than he was suffering and hiding from her these problems. At least now, she had a better idea of what the poor bloke might be going through. It also made her all the more determined to ensure he didn’t have to face it all by himself, amazed again at how someone she didn’t know three days ago has become so important to her. Well she supposed that that was now a year and three days ago, a concept that still felt so weird; she had been gone a whole year to those around her but for her it was only three days.
The rest of the day passed with the Doctor watching the telly and her hiding in her bedroom searching out information on every thing she could imagine that might relate to war, the Doctor and time travel. She was surprised how much she was finding, and she wondered how long he had been visiting this planet. Nine hundred years he said, it seemed so hard to get her mind around that the bloke she had been traveling the last three days with was nine hundred maybe more. Even in the short time she had been traveling in the TARDIS she had already realized how easy it could be to loose track of time.
Suddenly she just needed to be close to him for a bit, and went in to sit with him watching her world change, via the wonders of television.
After spotting the missing person poster hanging on the post he knew that in spite of his care in setting the coordinates on the TARDIS, they have somehow wound up not twelve hours after Rose had left with him but twelve months. Even as he thought through the situation, he was flying toward the stairs to Jackie’s apartment. He had to get to Rose before she entered the house and became part of the current events. In his haste, he didn’t see the all black dog that suddenly jumped out in front of him, causing him to trip and fall, delaying his progress just a small bit. When he reached the landing and saw the open door he knew he was too late. All he could do was gasp out a warning to Rose that it hadn’t been twelve hours as he had thought but twelve months.
In the council estates, it didn’t take long for word to travel. Soon as much as Rose tried to explain, tried to calm her hysterical mother, Jackie’s distraught screams had someone calling the police and a bobby showed up at the door. If she had had any questions as to whether she still had her new ‘gift’ it had been squashed in the first few seconds after she had seen her mum and felt the incredible flood of disbelief and joy at her presence which had been quickly followed by fear and fury. The Doctor stood unsure what to do other then to stay nearby in case Rose needed his assistance. He knew if push came to shove he would be able to contact Alistair or Harry and get things cleared up that way but after everything that they had done for him recently he really didn’t want to admit he was unable to clear up a simple domestic situation. Even if it had been more then a year since he had seen Alistair by his reckoning, it was just a few days by his own and he needed to handle this without getting Alistair or UNIT involved.
Things were not going well. Twenty minutes had passed and they were no further from extricating themselves from the situation and he just couldn’t stand it anymore. He couldn’t just continue to let Rose take all the heat. Though when the DCI asked if theirs was a sexual relationship, he just goggled at Rose for a second, realizing how it might look from the outside. They both quickly denied it, as Rose looked uncomfortable and radiated distress at the whole turn of events. Things went from bad to worse as cyclone Jackie wound up and smacked him, nearly knocking him to the floor with the force of her blow. After another twenty minutes of answering questions, the DCI finally left to complete paperwork, having realized that there is not going to be more information forthcoming. The Doctor concluded it was probably best to head out before one Jackie Tyler decided it would be a good idea to slap him again. Quickly he whispers to Rose that he is heading to the roof and to meet him there when she can, leaving Rose to sort out her mother.
As he heads out the door, he can’t help but look back wondering if she will come. How long should he wait before leaving, before giving up? He is very surprised by the part of him that says forever.
Rose doesn’t take long to extricate herself from her mother; she can’t bear to think about that after everything that has happened how he could disappear so very easily. She still couldn’t believe her mum had slapped him, and the look on his face... She didn’t know if she had ever seen anyone so surprised.
As much as he had worried that she wouldn’t come, Rose had worried, he wouldn’t be there when she arrived; both being relieved when she opened the door and saw him leaning propped up against the ledge of the roof.
The rest of the day was filled with chaos and excitement as an alien spacecraft came roaring in overhead to crash into the Thames and somehow even the fact that she had been traveling with a nine hundred year old alien seemed to get lost in the resulting frenzy.
As the Doctor informs her that they are stuck watching as spectators they head back to her mum’s flat, only her presence at first is enough to mollify her mum and convince her to allow the Doctor back into her home. Not long after Rose gets her mother sorted the Doctor parks himself front and center in front of the telly, and everyone begins to collect at Jackie’s, as usual when there is some big news or sporting event is being broadcast. After a time of being asked repeatedly where she has been, and fed up with having to avoid explaining and lying to so many of the people assembled, who she has known most of her life; she leaves the room.
Unable to take the constant questions and the barrage of emotions flowing from those around her anymore she decides It would be a good time to check on some information on the Internet, which would get her away from the descended neighbors. The Doctor, completely wrapped up in the newscasts, won’t be going anywhere soon.
After their discussion, the day they had come back from seeing Earth’s destruction she had wondered what kinds of effect the things he had said happened to him might have. So she began to look up what information she could find on war survivors and had learned a number of things about how war could affect people. She said nothing to the Doctor, he was after all an alien, and she figured he would just laugh at her. Looking at the events of the last few days, to her dismay, she saw many of his behaviors were common in those having conditions called ‘post traumatic stress disorder’ (PTSD) and ‘survivors guilt’. Which both concerned her and yet at the same time made her feel that he was just that bit more human. She just hoped that some of the symptoms described were actually not present, rather that than he was suffering and hiding from her these problems. At least now, she had a better idea of what the poor bloke might be going through. It also made her all the more determined to ensure he didn’t have to face it all by himself, amazed again at how someone she didn’t know three days ago has become so important to her. Well she supposed that that was now a year and three days ago, a concept that still felt so weird; she had been gone a whole year to those around her but for her it was only three days.
The rest of the day passed with the Doctor watching the telly and her hiding in her bedroom searching out information on every thing she could imagine that might relate to war, the Doctor and time travel. She was surprised how much she was finding, and she wondered how long he had been visiting this planet. Nine hundred years he said, it seemed so hard to get her mind around that the bloke she had been traveling the last three days with was nine hundred maybe more. Even in the short time she had been traveling in the TARDIS she had already realized how easy it could be to loose track of time.
Suddenly she just needed to be close to him for a bit, and went in to sit with him watching her world change, via the wonders of television.