FIC: "Equal and Opposite" 1/10, NC-17, Ten/Rose
Title: Equal and Opposite
Author: Amanda Rex, amandarex
Character/Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: NC-17, M
Spoilers: All of S1, S2, and S3 up to "The Lazarus Experiment"
Summary: As the Doctor discovered during the events of "The Runaway Bride", an excess of Huon particles can send you straight to the TARDIS, if you're not careful. What if Rose carried enough residual Huon energy after absorbing the Heart of the TARDIS in "The Parting of the Ways" to pull her through the Void and back to the Doctor?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the laptop this was written on. You know it, I know it.
Warnings: This isn't the usual, happy reunion fic. Warnings for dark and unhappy moments.
Author's Notes: I would like to thank my wonderful beta reader for all of her time and support, dynapink. Couldn't do it without you. Concrit on this fic is welcome. I would also like to thank scifiangel, corruptinnocent, iwillrememberu, svanderslice, firefaery2, hannagreen20, calapine, megoddess2, ellenscult, blackadder72, calleigh-j, jen-chan13, effulgent-girl, misscam, isolus-gurl, eulalumel, monkeefan1 for their contributions to a thread I posted on time_and_chips, which helped me a great deal with Chapter 6 of this fic.
"So, when are you gonna stop pretending, then?" Martha asked him, forgetting until it was too late that nothing good ever seemed to come of trying to confront the Doctor. About stuff like this, anyway.
"What?" he said, looking up from the monitor he'd been scowling at to scowl at her instead.
"Nothing," she said quickly, suddenly feeling quite conspicuous, whereas a moment ago, she'd been completely ignorable.
"Pretending?"
She took a deep breath. In for a penny, in for a pound. "Pretending you're just 'taking me on one trip'."
"Well," he began, drawing out the word, and then he trailed off. She honestly began to wonder if he was about to break into a completely unrelated tangent, as she'd noticed he had a tendency to do, when he continued. "Clearly isn't true, is it? Or was. Wasn't true."
"Was?" she asked, only working out now that she should never have brought this up to him directly.
"Time I got you back, Doctor Jones." He winked at her as she steadfastly tried to keep the gentle smile she'd had on her face from breaking. "Earth needs a few good doctors, I can tell you that. Things I've seen..."
"I-"
"Yes, right, indeed. Right back to the moment after you got in the TARDIS, I think. No one will know you've been gone, except you. Solves the problem of finding you more clothes, as well. Works out brilliantly."
"Yeah," she said, swallowing hard. It felt like something that was supposed to be so much more was dying around her, but there was nothing she could do about it. She'd just gotten used to that very same futility in her medical training, having been faced with a patient no one on Earth could help a fair few times and having to stand there and watch them die. Futility seemed to be becoming a theme, of sorts, for her.
"Sorry if I've worn you out a bit. Things never seem to be simple, the places I go. Thoughts of lovely holidays turn into disasters around me more often than not." He shrugged, still yanking and pulling on various controls in that lanky, clueless-sexy way he had.
"I don't know," she answered, trying to charm him with humor one last time. "You didn't go on that bus holiday my mates and I took a few years back. Monster traffic jams are one thing, but there are a few blokes from Australia who would tell you my friends were much more of a disaster, I'll tell you."
The TARDIS shook under her feet, somehow seeming much less exciting now that it was taking her home.
Then the ripping sensation began in the core of her stomach, cold and hard and unforgiving. "Doctor!" she said, amazed at the choked quality of her own voice as it echoed back to her. She tried to open her eyes and find him, wondering if the same was happening to him.
She caught a snapshot of his surprised-looking face as he descended on her, his face suddenly too close to hers just as her world started to go white.
"Martha!" he screamed at her. "Martha Jones!"
"Why both names?" she croaked out, realizing too late what a supremely thick question it was, given her current circumstances.
He took her hand and raised it, his fingers brushing her wrist in an attempt to find her pulse. It drew her eye, wondering what he'd find there, if he'd know what was wrong with her.
She gasped, though she had trouble drawing the air to do it, when she saw her hand. There was a faint yellow glow around her, but she could see right through herself. The curve of his knee as he knelt next to her was visible through her arm.
"Martha, look at me!" he commanded, and she did. "I will stop this. I'm not losing you too!"
Her answer died on her lips as she felt herself fade, as though she was melting into the floor below her. She tried to make contact with him just once more, to let him know how much she'd enjoyed this short time they'd had traveling. She saw the look of concern and fear in his eyes, and she wondered if even he would be able to save her.
And then she was gone.
On to Chapter 1
Author: Amanda Rex, amandarex
Character/Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: NC-17, M
Spoilers: All of S1, S2, and S3 up to "The Lazarus Experiment"
Summary: As the Doctor discovered during the events of "The Runaway Bride", an excess of Huon particles can send you straight to the TARDIS, if you're not careful. What if Rose carried enough residual Huon energy after absorbing the Heart of the TARDIS in "The Parting of the Ways" to pull her through the Void and back to the Doctor?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the laptop this was written on. You know it, I know it.
Warnings: This isn't the usual, happy reunion fic. Warnings for dark and unhappy moments.
Author's Notes: I would like to thank my wonderful beta reader for all of her time and support, dynapink. Couldn't do it without you. Concrit on this fic is welcome. I would also like to thank scifiangel, corruptinnocent, iwillrememberu, svanderslice, firefaery2, hannagreen20, calapine, megoddess2, ellenscult, blackadder72, calleigh-j, jen-chan13, effulgent-girl, misscam, isolus-gurl, eulalumel, monkeefan1 for their contributions to a thread I posted on time_and_chips, which helped me a great deal with Chapter 6 of this fic.
"So, when are you gonna stop pretending, then?" Martha asked him, forgetting until it was too late that nothing good ever seemed to come of trying to confront the Doctor. About stuff like this, anyway.
"What?" he said, looking up from the monitor he'd been scowling at to scowl at her instead.
"Nothing," she said quickly, suddenly feeling quite conspicuous, whereas a moment ago, she'd been completely ignorable.
"Pretending?"
She took a deep breath. In for a penny, in for a pound. "Pretending you're just 'taking me on one trip'."
"Well," he began, drawing out the word, and then he trailed off. She honestly began to wonder if he was about to break into a completely unrelated tangent, as she'd noticed he had a tendency to do, when he continued. "Clearly isn't true, is it? Or was. Wasn't true."
"Was?" she asked, only working out now that she should never have brought this up to him directly.
"Time I got you back, Doctor Jones." He winked at her as she steadfastly tried to keep the gentle smile she'd had on her face from breaking. "Earth needs a few good doctors, I can tell you that. Things I've seen..."
"I-"
"Yes, right, indeed. Right back to the moment after you got in the TARDIS, I think. No one will know you've been gone, except you. Solves the problem of finding you more clothes, as well. Works out brilliantly."
"Yeah," she said, swallowing hard. It felt like something that was supposed to be so much more was dying around her, but there was nothing she could do about it. She'd just gotten used to that very same futility in her medical training, having been faced with a patient no one on Earth could help a fair few times and having to stand there and watch them die. Futility seemed to be becoming a theme, of sorts, for her.
"Sorry if I've worn you out a bit. Things never seem to be simple, the places I go. Thoughts of lovely holidays turn into disasters around me more often than not." He shrugged, still yanking and pulling on various controls in that lanky, clueless-sexy way he had.
"I don't know," she answered, trying to charm him with humor one last time. "You didn't go on that bus holiday my mates and I took a few years back. Monster traffic jams are one thing, but there are a few blokes from Australia who would tell you my friends were much more of a disaster, I'll tell you."
The TARDIS shook under her feet, somehow seeming much less exciting now that it was taking her home.
Then the ripping sensation began in the core of her stomach, cold and hard and unforgiving. "Doctor!" she said, amazed at the choked quality of her own voice as it echoed back to her. She tried to open her eyes and find him, wondering if the same was happening to him.
She caught a snapshot of his surprised-looking face as he descended on her, his face suddenly too close to hers just as her world started to go white.
"Martha!" he screamed at her. "Martha Jones!"
"Why both names?" she croaked out, realizing too late what a supremely thick question it was, given her current circumstances.
He took her hand and raised it, his fingers brushing her wrist in an attempt to find her pulse. It drew her eye, wondering what he'd find there, if he'd know what was wrong with her.
She gasped, though she had trouble drawing the air to do it, when she saw her hand. There was a faint yellow glow around her, but she could see right through herself. The curve of his knee as he knelt next to her was visible through her arm.
"Martha, look at me!" he commanded, and she did. "I will stop this. I'm not losing you too!"
Her answer died on her lips as she felt herself fade, as though she was melting into the floor below her. She tried to make contact with him just once more, to let him know how much she'd enjoyed this short time they'd had traveling. She saw the look of concern and fear in his eyes, and she wondered if even he would be able to save her.
And then she was gone.
On to Chapter 1