Rose burst through the door to the apartment, the Doctor just behind her. Near panicked, she called out for Maia.

"Maia? Mai, please, where are you? Maia?" Rose was in quite a state, and she looked as though she'd stared death in the face. Again, but who's counting? "Maia!"

Rose couldn't put a finger on it, but she had a particularly nasty feeling that something horrible was going to happen. She hadn't had a feeling like this since the last time she travelled with the Doctor.

Bugger all.

Rose was sat cross-legged at the counter in the kitchen, eating a bowl of cereal and reading the paper. The lab was closed except for Essential Personnel today and tomorrow, so she had a four day weekend.

Now, here she was, eating cereal and wondering where Maia had gotten off to. And maybe wondering if and when the Doctor was stopping by.

Yawning, Rose flipped lazily through the channels on the telly. Oh, but she missed good old Auntie Beeb. These American channels had nothing but shite, and she was tired of it. Clicking it off, she pulled herself off the couch and wandered out to the patio.

"Mai, babe. Whatcha doin out here?" she said, sliding the door closed behind her.

Rose had just gotten home from work not too long ago and was sitting on the sofa with a Diet Coke in one hand and the phone in the other. She was in sweats and a tank top, barefoot, and biting her lip, trying to figure out the best way to ask Maia to come home.

She sat up suddenly, looking around the room. Rose took a deep breath and bit her lip, noting that everything was as it should be.

Except for one thing.

No Maia.

Damn, but she missed her like crazy.

Rose sighed and set the picture of her and Maia back on the shelf. She needed to get happy, and the best way she could think of to do that ... well ( Read more... )

Rose sighed and leaned against the counter in the kitchen. It was hard keeping everything that'd happened over the last few months time she was gone from Maia, and it was really killing her inside. All she wanted to do was take Maia in her arms and tell her everything, but she was afraid that once Maia found out how long Rose had been gone ( Read more... )

She'd been back maybe an hour, and she'd already checked everywhere she thought Maia might be. Rose missed her so much. She'd been gone about six months, but Maia wouldn't need to know that. As far as Maia was concerned, she'd only been gone overnight, and maybe that was for the best ( Read more... )

Rose was sitting on a bench near the ponds, playing with a small tree branch. She'd been a little down lately, really missing The Doctor more than she cared to admit to anyone, especially Maia. It wasn't fair for her to talk to Maia about this, y'know? I mean, how do you tell the most important person in your life, "Oh, yeah. I miss runnin' about ( Read more... )