Blue Ice

Author Note: This is an AU fic that sees the Tenth Doctor and Rose encounter Missy before the Doctor knows the Master is still alive.

Summary:

Missy is in trouble, in too deep in a deal with the Daleks to help them take control of Earth. But Missy's plan to deliver a case containing the most addictive drug in the universe to terrorists to turn the planet into addicts falls apart when it is revealed the Judoon are already hunting down the terrorists – and so she decides to lie low for a while - but then she crosses paths with the Doctor and Rose, at a time when the Doctor still believes he is the last of his kind and is yet to encounter Harold Saxon.

When the terrorists unexpectedly strike and the Doctor and Rose are caught up in the explosion, the Doctor is injured protecting Rose, and before he can explain what will happen, puts himself into a coma to repair the damage, leaving Rose thinking the worst instead of realising he has complete control over the situation. When rescue comes, Rose is surprised to find the rescuers are not human but Judoon – because the intergalactic police are keen to speak to all witnesses to track down the terrorists, and Rose and the Doctor are taken from the wreckage to a Judoon ship.

On arriving it is clear all who were present at the time of the attack are also on board – and Rose is questioned and then told she is allowed to leave – with the Doctor, who it seems is in a deep coma. It is then Rose meets a human medic on board the ship who calls herself Missy, who offers to escort them back to Earth. Feeling shattered by all that has happened,Rose is only too glad of some help and support from Missy, who seems to be so very kind and understanding...

Missy becomes a close friend to Rose, supporting her as she worries for the Doctor, and it is then she introduces her to a drug called Blue Ice, which she assures her will take the edge off everything and is completely harmless... At first Rose believes her and is thankful for the lift the drug gives – until Missy makes a sudden unexpected and unwelcome move on Rose asking for a 'proper kissy for Missy' – then she realises her new friend is not what she seems. Then Missy leaves, telling her if the Doctor ever wakes up he will have more than enough to worry about to keep him busy for the rest of his life, now he is stuck with a drug addict girlfriend.

After Missy leaves, Rose finds she is a slave to the drug, and manages to hide it from her mother whilst she looks after the Doctor, even though Jackie wonders how her daughter can be coping so very well considering the circumstances.

Then the Doctor wakes from the coma, and explains to Rose that his life was never in danger – that he put himself to sleep in order to heal - an alternative to regenerating.

Whilst Rose is relieved the man she loves is recovered, she is also terrified he will find out her secret, that while he was sleeping she has become dependent on an alien drug - and soon she can't hide it any longer, and when the Doctor finds out Rose was turned into an addict, he places her on a detox program - and then he vows to track down the woman named Missy and show her what the wrath of a TimeLord truly means...

Rated T

Warnings: Contains scenes of (alien) drug taking and subject matter regarding addiction. Also some violence and an emotional story line.

Disclaimer: I own nothing and write for love of the fandom.

Chapter 1

Missy was running.

A metallic case was in one hand, her boarding pass for the shuttle that would take her back to the planet where she had left her Tardis in the other. Her boots clicked impatiently on the polished floor of the terminal as she dashed towards the queue waiting to board, and then she stopped, slightly breathless and bumped sharply into a pregnant woman standing in front of her.

"Move!" she said impatiently, "I must get on that shuttle!"

The woman glared at her.

"Don't shove me, I'm pregnant!"

Missy rolled her eyes.

"Well you chose to pop out a brat, not my problem! And seats on that flight are limited, back of the queue has to wait for the next one if its full! And I'm too good to stand here and wait for a bloody bus!"

A young man standing in front of the woman turned around and stared at her.

"Then why did you choose economy?"

Because they don't scan hand luggage, she thought to herself as she looked at him.

"I'm distraught! I'm a widow! I've only been a widow for twenty minutes!"

And the others in the queue looked curiously at the woman in Victorian clothing, whose right hand carried the faint trace of a blood stain.

Missy pulled a lace handkerchief from her pocket and began to weep into it.

"I would have thought, as this planet is an Earth colony, that you people would show some compassion! Let me on board first, I have to get away..."

She sobbed again, and then as people began to step aside, she put the handkerchief away and shoved her way to the front.

"That's more like it!" she said gleefully, and slapped her boarding pass on the desk.

"Will you be returning?" asked the woman who checked her pass.

Missy recalled how it all started:

An unfortunate encounter with Daleks, a promise to hand them ownership of Earth in return for her freedom, a plan to steal a case of addictive Blue Ice and a drug replication machine... It had been awful, gaining the attention of a known drug lord and then enticing him into a romance and then a marriage that had lasted four hours and ten minutes and the few seconds it took to stab him to death, and to then to take the case and run.

What a day...

"No," Missy replied, "I won't be coming back. Ever!"

And then she snatched the pass from the woman's hand and walked through to the boarding area, breathing a sigh of relief to think soon she would be far from this place, with just a little favour to carry out on earth – and then she would be gone, and she would never look back...

The Daleks had placed terrorist cells on Earth, and they were ready to receive the drug and the replicator. But she was damned if she wasn't going to demand heavy expenses for her trouble when she got there...

Far away on Earth, it was early morning and Rose Tyler was wide awake, in her bedroom with sunlight streaming through the window. The bedroom door was closed but through it she heard her mum in the kitchen making breakfast, and she felt glad to be home for a few days, because as exciting as it was to travel in the Tardis, it was always good to come home again.

And it was even better that the Doctor was sleeping beside her...

She smiled as she turned on her side and looked at him as he lay there on his back, his eyes closed as he slept peacefully. She brushed a strand of dark hair out of his eyes and kissed his cheek. It was a perfect moment, as she looked at him and watched him stir in his sleep and turn his head slightly as she took in the sight of just how handsome he was... a TimeLord, her friend and now her lover. This was perfect.

She ran her hand over his chest very lightly and whispered to him that she was getting up.

"Yeah...me too, in a minute..." he murmured, and then he turned over, breathing softly against the pillow as he slept on.

Rose got out of bed, pausing to pick up his suit and shirt and fold his clothing and place them over the chair where he had tossed his coat the night before, then she put on a bathrobe and left the room, closing the door quietly behind her.

In the kitchen, Jackie Tyler was already up and dressed and had been for a while, because she had barely caught any sleep the night before. As she heard the bathroom door close she put on the kettle to make some tea, then she turned to the window and looked out, down at the estate where Rose had grown up.

It was then her eyes clouded with worry:

Rose, her little girl, grown up so fast and now not just friends with the Doctor, but in a relationship with him. Why did her daughter have to pick a man from another planet whose travels were so dangerous? Her heart felt like it jumped into her mouth every time the Tardis took off with Rose inside it. Her biggest fear was that one day, Rose would leave and not come back, because he took her far from home, to dangerous places where bad things happened...

And she needed to talk to her daughter about that before the worry killed her...

A short while later, just as she was setting the table, Rose walked into the kitchen. She was dressed in jeans and a white stretchy top, but her hair was still damp from the shower and as she smiled it was clear by the flush to her face and the sparkle in her eyes that she was definitely in love.

"We need to talk," Jackie said in a low voice as Rose sat down at the table.

Her expression changed to one of concern.

"What's the matter, mum?"

"You and him!" she said quietly, "You and the Doctor! This is getting serious! And dangerous!"

Rose gave a sigh as Jackie placed tea on the table and then looked back at her daughter.

"I love him," Rose replied, "And he's a nice guy -"

"And he's from another world and takes you to dangerous places! How do you think that makes me feel? Why can't you ask him to settle down here, on Earth, where nothing bad ever happens?"

"Bad things do happen here sometimes, mum - you don't understand," Rose said.

Jackie went back over to the cooker to finish breakfast. As bacon sizzled she guessed the rising heat in that frying pan was much like her temper – but she was going to keep it under control because she had to. Rose wasn't with a bad person, she liked the Doctor. She just didn't like his lifestyle...

"I do understand, Rose. Have a talk with him. Ask him if he wants to settle down here on Earth. He could move in here if he wanted to."

Rose looked down at the table and giggled, then as she caught her mother's eye she managed to stop smiling, because her mum looked offended.

"Sorry, it's just that you don't know him like I do – he's been travelling for years, but he's not ready to settle down yet."

"No, he's just ready to take you with him instead," she replied, and then the conversation was dropped as the Doctor walked into the kitchen.

"Morning!" he said brightly as he sat at the table in his creased suit and ran his fingers through slightly untidy hair.

"Morning," Jackie replied, looking away as she turned her attention back to breakfast.

Rose leant over the table and dropped her voice to a whisper.

"There's no rush, you could have had a shower!"

"I'm not dirty...and I smell like you, like us, why would I want to wash that off?" he said softly as love shone in his dark eyes.

Jackie finished making the breakfast and then sat down at the table and they began to eat,and while the Doctor and Rose talked and exchanged glances, all Jackie could think was that her daughter was with the Doctor – and it was love, that meant it was going to last. The danger, the risk of going off with him into the unknown and everything out there that came with it, Rose was going to be exposed to it all, forever...

After breakfast, as Rose and the Doctor were talking about staying for a couple more days, Jackie Tyler could keep silent no longer.

"Doctor, I need to talk to you."

He turned from Rose and looked across the table at her.

"Mum, don't,"Rose said.

The Doctor fixed his dark gaze on Jackie, who clearly seemed troubled by something.

"What's wrong?" he asked her, "You look worried?"

"You bet I am," she replied, "It's dangerous out there – where ever you go off to with my daughter. I'm not sorry you fell in love, I'm glad you're together – but you have to stop all that if you want to be with Rose. "

"Stop what?" he asked her, feeling confused by her remark.

"Stop travelling. Stop taking my daughter all over the universe, because it's full of danger!"

Rose looked at her pleadingly.

"Don't," she said again, "Please don't spoil this -"

"Hang on a minute," the Doctor said, glancing to Rose and then looking to her mother, "Jackie, if you know I love Rose, you'll know I will always keep her safe, right? And if you think the only dangerous places are in outer space you're wrong. Earth can be dangerous too. There's no such thing as a safe place! Bad things happen all the time and they can happen anywhere!"

"But worse can happen travelling with you," she said to him, and then she got up from the table, "You can't blame me for wanting my daughter to be safe."

"She is safe, she's with me!" he exclaimed, and as he got up from the table too, so did Rose.

"Stop it, mum!" Rose said again, "Just leave it! I'm happy, can't you just be happy for me?"

The Doctor paused to smooth out some creases from his suit and then he looked to Rose.

"Let's go out."

"Where?"

"Anywhere...just out."

He caught her hand and turned for the door.

"See you later, Jackie, me and Rose are going shopping."

As Rose left the room she glanced back at her mother, who saw hurt in her daughter's eyes and then she instantly regretted all she had said. She heard the Doctor tell Rose to wait while he grabbed his coat, and moments later the front door closed.

And still she worried for her, she worried long after they had left the house and walked through the estate as Jackie watched from the window as they walked off holding hands, and she wondered how long it would be before the Doctor's travels through space and his encounters with aliens would lead to Rose meeting with harm...

Missy's Tardis had landed on Earth, and by the date she guessed it wouldn't be too long before her own former self the Master would be showing up as Harold Saxon. But she wasn't going to let something like that put her off skirting so close to her own timeline, because she had a job to do, and she planned to make money out of it, cut her losses and run.

But the Daleks would not stop tracking her and her Tardis until they had what they wanted... She looked down at the silver case on the floor next to the console.

"Not long now," she murmured, and then a monitor jumped to life – and it was a transmission she couldn't shut off or ignore, because it was from the Daleks...

"You will soon deliver the package!" commanded the metallic voice of the gleaming black Dalek that fixed its eye stalk at the screen, "You are in position. Has contact with the task force been made?"

She thought of the humanoid slaves who had been programmed and then placed on Earth to pose as a terrorist organisation called DSR – their purpose was to wear down the human race with bombing attacks, and then to flood the world with Blue Ice, turning the people into addicts, making their enslavement and the capture of Earth simple. It would not be until much later on that Earth would learn DSR stood for Dalek Supreme Race...

"Not yet, " Missy replied, "Shall I contact them now?"

"You will not make contact until further notice!" the Dalek commanded, "UNIT discovered alien components in a used explosive device. Word has reached across the universe -there is a Judoon ship enroute to Earth to investigate. You will await further instruction."

She looked indignantly at the screen.

"I will do what?"

"You will await further instruction or we will activate the device on your wrist and EX-TER-MIN-ATE you!"

Missy looked down at the shiny black band she wore around her wrist, a device capable of teleport and rendering her invisible, and unfortunately, since they had forced her to wear it, the bracelet also enabled the Daleks to track her movements and if necessary, to kill her, too...

"You will listen to the Daleks or we will EX-TER-MIN-ATE!" the Dalek ranted.

She fiddled with the bracelet thoughtfully.

"And I will re-gen-er-ate..." she said in a low voice.

The Dalek was speaking again.

"There will be a scheduled explosion at mid day. There will be no more attacks nor delivery of the package until the Judoon ship has departed. You will await further instruction!"

"Supreme Dalek," Missy said, smiling sweetly, "I just want to ask one question?"

"You may speak."

She held up her wrist and indicated to the bracelet.

"I really don't like this one little bit. Black isn't my colour, it's so last season. Do they come in blue?"

And the screen went blank as the call was abruptly shut off, and Missy glared at the darkened screen.

"I will not await your instruction, you can wait for me for once!" she snapped, and then she turned to the door and headed out of her Tardis, wishing she could also walk away from the mess she was caught up in. She SO wanted out...

The Doctor and Rose had spent the morning in town.

The most part of it had been spent in a cafe where they had sat together and talked, mainly about Jackie as the Doctor had promised her that her mother's opinion really didn't make a difference to him at all.

"I love you," he had told her, "I want to be with you forever. She just needs to get used to the idea..."

It was almost mid day by the time they reached the shopping centre, and as they went inside Rose looked at the Doctor and smiled.

"I feel like we're teenagers, hanging out at the mall so we don't have to go home!"

The Doctor smiled back at her.

"Don't worry about your mum. She'll get used it," he reminded her again, hating to see a trace of worry in her eyes.

They walked on past store fronts, then they passed a fountain and came to a seating area, and Rose led him over to an unoccupied bench and they sat down together.

"Forever?" she said to him, "That's a long time. Did you mean that?"

He shot her a knowing glance.

"Of course I do."

"So...maybe one day you might want to settle down...with me...and then maybe -"

"Yeah, one day," he replied, feeling a flicker of panic at the thought of settling down and never taking off in the Tardis again,"But that's a long way off. I just want to have fun."

And he smiled and so did she, then Rose glanced over at a nearby store front and made a wish. As she looked back at him, he glanced to the store front, where diamond rings were in the display.

"What's on your mind, Rose?"

Their eyes met.

"Nothing, just the usual stuff."

The Doctor leant back against the bench and watched as shoppers walked past as he paused for thought.

"So it was nothing to to do with that display of engagement rings over there?"

"No!"

He laughed softly and shifted closer to her.

"Come here."

"I am here."

"Closer," he said.

Rose leaned closer. As their eyes met again their lips were almost touching.

"One day," he promised her, and then he gave her a kiss, took her by the hand and got up, pulling her with him.

"Shall we go up to the second level?" he asked.

"Great idea, there's tons more to see."

"Not more engagement rings?" he joked, and she laughed, and they stopped walking.

He put his hands on her hips and looked into her eyes.

"I love you, Doctor," said Rose.

And as they kissed they were jolted apart as a woman bumped into them.

The lovers let go of each other.

"Sorry...how clumsy of me!" Missy said apologetically, and then she quickly looked away as the shock hit her of seeing a face she had not seen for many years:

It was him. It was the Doctor in his Tenth lifetime, where he was yet to meet her former self, Harold Saxon...

Missy didn't to dare to look back as she hurried for the exit.

"That was weird," Rose said as the Doctor stood there watching the woman in Victorian clothing hurrying towards the mall exit.

"I know..." he replied thoughtfully, his gaze still fixed on her back as she made for the door.

"I mean, it's weird she's in Victorian clothing," Rose added.

"That's not that I meant," the Doctor said as he looked back at her, "I got the feeling I know her from somewhere..but I can't think where...Time travel, it gets me like that all the time..maybe I haven't met her yet...or have I?"

Rose shook her head.

"I don't know."

The Doctor shrugged off that thought, because it was bothering him and he felt sure he would never work it out, thanks to his many journeys through time, where he had lost exact count of all the people he had ever met.

"Forget it," he said, "Let's move on, second floor?"

"Good idea," Rose replied, and he took her hand and they turned for the escalator.

Then there was a boom that sounded from above and a rush of heat as shop fronts shattered and the shards blew out and people screamed and the Doctor and Rose were slammed to the ground.

Rose gave a gasp as she saw the ceiling above them splitting down the middle, the upper floor about to collapse.

She looked to the Doctor, who was on his back beside her, watching with eyes wide as the upper floor prepared to fall. It was already happening and there was no time left - and only one thing he could do now.

As Rose drew in a frightened breath the Doctor rolled on top of her and covered her.

"It's okay, I've got you!" she heard him say, and then the ceiling collapsed...