Moments 11/14
Title: Moments 11/14
Author: jiji_bean
Characters: Nine/Rose, glimpses of Ten/Rose
Rating: PG
Time Line: "Rose" to "Doomsday"
Summary: What happened between the first time the Doctor asked Rose to join him and when he came back the second time?
A/N: I don't own Doctor Who - I just like to play with it sometimes. Keep in mind, I write very short chapters :D If you haven't already (and for those of you who have - THANK YOU!), please vote for which upcoming fic you'd like to read from me; you can take a look at the choices here
Want to read it from the beginning? You can find it here on my master fic list :)
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The Doctor sat on the cold floor against one of the coral walls of his massive ship. He hadn’t made it as far beyond that. He didn’t have the energy to sit at the console screen.
He could see the timelines shifting, stringing visions of light flashing in his mind. In all of them, he saw her face. If he could see them now, then he'd see them in the future, most assuredly.
So, why? Why did he have to leave her behind?
He had left many others behind. Why did it feel different this time?
The Doctor leaned his head back, thumping it gently against the wall.
Somehow, she had made him different.
He didn’t know the whole story, he only saw some bits in between, but he could still see that she made him different…made him better.
Right now, he was broken. He didn’t want to think of it, but there was no better word for it. He was truly broken, and had been for awhile. The realization of it hadn’t hit him yet because there was no one around to show him. No one had held his hand, no one bothered to listen to him. Really listen to him.
And yet, this fragile human girl had tumbled into his world and set it spinning. She had found a way to reach him. He went from being broken to kissing her on that space station to the hurt look in her eyes burning his insides. How had that happened?
As he stood with her on that sidewalk on earth, it seemed so long ago, he could feel it then. His hand clasped hers so tight, the earth spinning beneath them. That’s when he first felt an inkling of who she might be.
Who she could be.
And a few minutes ago, he had just seen how he would eventually throw it all away.
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The Doctor stood pacing back and forth in front of the Tardis doors. Just like before, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to see what had come from his little escapade. Rose looked hurt and rightly so. Why did he always have to muck things up? It hadn’t happened yet, but obviously pretty boy (and how odd was it that he was insulting himself with that term, he thought idly) had gotten a bit too overconfident taking Rose for granted like that.
He could leave, he reasoned. Just leave and figure out if he wanted to travel with Rose after seeing all this.
Or…
There was always a choice, wasn’t there?
Stopping in front of the doors, he took in a big breath and pushed them open.
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Twelve
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Post A/N: I know it's short, I'm still sorting things out with my other fic and kinda falling asleep as I write this...actually. Yeah. Anyway, don't worry I will update either Friday or Saturday night. Feel free to poke me with a stick to remind me. Not a sharp one please. Thanks!
Author: jiji_bean
Characters: Nine/Rose, glimpses of Ten/Rose
Rating: PG
Time Line: "Rose" to "Doomsday"
Summary: What happened between the first time the Doctor asked Rose to join him and when he came back the second time?
A/N: I don't own Doctor Who - I just like to play with it sometimes. Keep in mind, I write very short chapters :D If you haven't already (and for those of you who have - THANK YOU!), please vote for which upcoming fic you'd like to read from me; you can take a look at the choices here
Want to read it from the beginning? You can find it here on my master fic list :)
***
The Doctor sat on the cold floor against one of the coral walls of his massive ship. He hadn’t made it as far beyond that. He didn’t have the energy to sit at the console screen.
He could see the timelines shifting, stringing visions of light flashing in his mind. In all of them, he saw her face. If he could see them now, then he'd see them in the future, most assuredly.
So, why? Why did he have to leave her behind?
He had left many others behind. Why did it feel different this time?
The Doctor leaned his head back, thumping it gently against the wall.
Somehow, she had made him different.
He didn’t know the whole story, he only saw some bits in between, but he could still see that she made him different…made him better.
Right now, he was broken. He didn’t want to think of it, but there was no better word for it. He was truly broken, and had been for awhile. The realization of it hadn’t hit him yet because there was no one around to show him. No one had held his hand, no one bothered to listen to him. Really listen to him.
And yet, this fragile human girl had tumbled into his world and set it spinning. She had found a way to reach him. He went from being broken to kissing her on that space station to the hurt look in her eyes burning his insides. How had that happened?
As he stood with her on that sidewalk on earth, it seemed so long ago, he could feel it then. His hand clasped hers so tight, the earth spinning beneath them. That’s when he first felt an inkling of who she might be.
Who she could be.
And a few minutes ago, he had just seen how he would eventually throw it all away.
***
The Doctor stood pacing back and forth in front of the Tardis doors. Just like before, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to see what had come from his little escapade. Rose looked hurt and rightly so. Why did he always have to muck things up? It hadn’t happened yet, but obviously pretty boy (and how odd was it that he was insulting himself with that term, he thought idly) had gotten a bit too overconfident taking Rose for granted like that.
He could leave, he reasoned. Just leave and figure out if he wanted to travel with Rose after seeing all this.
Or…
There was always a choice, wasn’t there?
Stopping in front of the doors, he took in a big breath and pushed them open.
***
Twelve
***
Post A/N: I know it's short, I'm still sorting things out with my other fic and kinda falling asleep as I write this...actually. Yeah. Anyway, don't worry I will update either Friday or Saturday night. Feel free to poke me with a stick to remind me. Not a sharp one please. Thanks!