When You Can (1/?)
Title: When You Can (1/?)
Pairing: Ten/Rose, special guest
Rating: PG
Timeline: Series 2; after The Age of Steel
Summary: Things are a bit off between the Doctor and Rose after Mickey stays behind - still, everything's fine...right? Well, Rose meets an intriguing stranger and the Doctor isn't so sure anymore.
A/N: Short chapters but will be updated daily probably since it's already written (gives me time to work on a new story I'm brewing!).
When You Can
So you'll be mine
Forever and almost always
And I'll be fine
Just love me when you can
And I'll wait patiently
I'll wake up every day
Just hoping that you still care
"Rose, just tell me what I did wrong. If you tell me, then I can fix it and then we can forget it and just move on," pleaded the Doctor.
But Rose held strong, she didn't feel like talking about what had gotten her so upset. She didn't feel like talking about the Doctor and his new tendencies. Couldn't he see that she was too busy trying to keep herself together? Didn't he notice how forgotten she felt? That alone, mixed with the recent happenings should be answer enough for him. She couldn't - wouldn't- oblige him just to make him feel better.
It was at times like these where she felt the most alone.
The times were increasing. At least, that's how it felt.
But it hadn't always been this way. Her memories strayed to that of her first Doctor. He made her feel so special. When he looked at her, it was as if no one else existed. And for the most part, she felt that no one else did. She sighed, forgetting the current Doctor who was presently staring at her expectantly and irritated. If she would have known he was going to go on and change so much, she would have done some things differently.
"Rose," he started whining.
She looked across at him. Her eyes were piercing. The Doctor stilled for a moment, unsure of what was to come. How much had he upset her? He refused to think of it.
"Let's go somewhere. Have some fun. How does that sound?" maybe he could get her to open up and then things could go back to how they used to be.
She sighed, defeated. "Wherever you want to go Doctor."
He frowned. It was so unlike Rose to not care about where they were going. He must have done something - but what?
Shrugging off the fear and confusion - well, an attempt to shake it off, he set the coordinates for their next stop. He decided to take Rose to a time they hadn't been before.
***
"Doctor, where are we?"
He was quite happy with the awe in her voice. But who wouldn't sound like that at the sight in front of them.
"19th century Vienna. Isn't it gorgeous?"
Her mouth remained gaped at the view.
Rose couldn't remember seeing something so beautiful before. Sure, she'd seen other worlds and species, but this was so…human. It was nice to know that she didn't have to go looking too far in order to find something breathtaking. Momentarily lost in her thoughts, and in turn, forgetting she was quite upset at the Doctor, she turned to look at the ever-surprising Time Lord next to her.
"What are we going to do?" excitement and expectation dripped from her voice. The sound made the Doctor's grin grow.
"Oh, I don't know…" he had ideas of course, but they all sounded too silly in his mind. And if they sounded silly in there, saying them out loud would…
"Oh! Look at this Doctor!" exclaimed Rose. The Doctor's eyes darted to her. How did she get so far ahead of him so quickly? And without him even noticing? He jogged to her. The Doctor saw a leaflet in her grasp, and he felt the blood rush from his face.
"A ball? Really Rose, I mean, we could be doing other things, much more important than going to a dance…" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he knew they were entirely the wrong thing to say. He looked up at her from the paper and saw that she still had her eyes firmly on the words printed in front of her. Her mouth was set in a frown…but not a normal pink-Rose-pout…there was something different about it…
"Well, it's for tonight and I want to go. You can go do whatever you want to do…Doctor." And with that, she walked back toward the Tardis, the paper strangled in her fist.
He stood there, watching her angry stride to the Tardis. He couldn't remember her ever sounding so upset. And at something so unimportant. He replayed the scene over and over in his mind. Mentally smacking himself, he let the guilt wash over him. They almost always ended up doing what he wanted to do, didn't they? When was the last time Rose was able to simply enjoy herself and dress up? When was the last time they just had fun? It seemed that it had been awhile, at least since Mickey had chosen to stay behind in that other world.
And then, like a light bulb switching on above him, he realized what made her frown so different from her regular pout.
When Rose wanted to get her own way, she would pout - it was a sweet look that had always stolen his hearts and caused him to do whatever just to make her smile again. But this frown was different. It was a frown that told him, whether she realized she was doing it or not, that Rose had gotten used to not getting her way. Not anymore.
When had this happened?
He ran after her, until he finally stepped into the Tardis. The console room was empty, its sound deafening. Rose was very mad at him, and he wanted that to change and quick. But how could he fix something he hadn't realized had been broken?
***
Two
Pairing: Ten/Rose, special guest
Rating: PG
Timeline: Series 2; after The Age of Steel
Summary: Things are a bit off between the Doctor and Rose after Mickey stays behind - still, everything's fine...right? Well, Rose meets an intriguing stranger and the Doctor isn't so sure anymore.
A/N: Short chapters but will be updated daily probably since it's already written (gives me time to work on a new story I'm brewing!).
When You Can
So you'll be mine
Forever and almost always
And I'll be fine
Just love me when you can
And I'll wait patiently
I'll wake up every day
Just hoping that you still care
"Rose, just tell me what I did wrong. If you tell me, then I can fix it and then we can forget it and just move on," pleaded the Doctor.
But Rose held strong, she didn't feel like talking about what had gotten her so upset. She didn't feel like talking about the Doctor and his new tendencies. Couldn't he see that she was too busy trying to keep herself together? Didn't he notice how forgotten she felt? That alone, mixed with the recent happenings should be answer enough for him. She couldn't - wouldn't- oblige him just to make him feel better.
It was at times like these where she felt the most alone.
The times were increasing. At least, that's how it felt.
But it hadn't always been this way. Her memories strayed to that of her first Doctor. He made her feel so special. When he looked at her, it was as if no one else existed. And for the most part, she felt that no one else did. She sighed, forgetting the current Doctor who was presently staring at her expectantly and irritated. If she would have known he was going to go on and change so much, she would have done some things differently.
"Rose," he started whining.
She looked across at him. Her eyes were piercing. The Doctor stilled for a moment, unsure of what was to come. How much had he upset her? He refused to think of it.
"Let's go somewhere. Have some fun. How does that sound?" maybe he could get her to open up and then things could go back to how they used to be.
She sighed, defeated. "Wherever you want to go Doctor."
He frowned. It was so unlike Rose to not care about where they were going. He must have done something - but what?
Shrugging off the fear and confusion - well, an attempt to shake it off, he set the coordinates for their next stop. He decided to take Rose to a time they hadn't been before.
***
"Doctor, where are we?"
He was quite happy with the awe in her voice. But who wouldn't sound like that at the sight in front of them.
"19th century Vienna. Isn't it gorgeous?"
Her mouth remained gaped at the view.
Rose couldn't remember seeing something so beautiful before. Sure, she'd seen other worlds and species, but this was so…human. It was nice to know that she didn't have to go looking too far in order to find something breathtaking. Momentarily lost in her thoughts, and in turn, forgetting she was quite upset at the Doctor, she turned to look at the ever-surprising Time Lord next to her.
"What are we going to do?" excitement and expectation dripped from her voice. The sound made the Doctor's grin grow.
"Oh, I don't know…" he had ideas of course, but they all sounded too silly in his mind. And if they sounded silly in there, saying them out loud would…
"Oh! Look at this Doctor!" exclaimed Rose. The Doctor's eyes darted to her. How did she get so far ahead of him so quickly? And without him even noticing? He jogged to her. The Doctor saw a leaflet in her grasp, and he felt the blood rush from his face.
"A ball? Really Rose, I mean, we could be doing other things, much more important than going to a dance…" As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he knew they were entirely the wrong thing to say. He looked up at her from the paper and saw that she still had her eyes firmly on the words printed in front of her. Her mouth was set in a frown…but not a normal pink-Rose-pout…there was something different about it…
"Well, it's for tonight and I want to go. You can go do whatever you want to do…Doctor." And with that, she walked back toward the Tardis, the paper strangled in her fist.
He stood there, watching her angry stride to the Tardis. He couldn't remember her ever sounding so upset. And at something so unimportant. He replayed the scene over and over in his mind. Mentally smacking himself, he let the guilt wash over him. They almost always ended up doing what he wanted to do, didn't they? When was the last time Rose was able to simply enjoy herself and dress up? When was the last time they just had fun? It seemed that it had been awhile, at least since Mickey had chosen to stay behind in that other world.
And then, like a light bulb switching on above him, he realized what made her frown so different from her regular pout.
When Rose wanted to get her own way, she would pout - it was a sweet look that had always stolen his hearts and caused him to do whatever just to make her smile again. But this frown was different. It was a frown that told him, whether she realized she was doing it or not, that Rose had gotten used to not getting her way. Not anymore.
When had this happened?
He ran after her, until he finally stepped into the Tardis. The console room was empty, its sound deafening. Rose was very mad at him, and he wanted that to change and quick. But how could he fix something he hadn't realized had been broken?
***
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