Hey guys. Here's the first Part of the long awaited Series 4 with Rose.
For those of you who have read my series 3 with Rose, it's going to be mainly the same type of writing but I think I'll include more of the actual story rather than just the bits in between. But of course they'll be in it too.
It's quite important that you've read my series three first because then you'll understand the relationship that the Doctor and Rose have and what they went through last series.
For those of you who are naughty and haven't read it, here's a quick catch up.
So in my version of the story Doomsday never happened, neither did pretty much any of the parallel Universe stuff. So Rose stayed with the Doctor, and Mickey and Jackie were still back on the Powell Estate. The Doctor tried to confess how he felt about Rose, but due to the arrival of Martha, things didn't go entirely to plan. But Rose and the Doctor did eventually get together after the events of 42. Mickey and Martha left the TARDIS together after The Last of the Time lords (they too becoming a couple). So the Doctor and Rose are travelling alone together for the moment, completely happy, and completely in love. But there's something the Doctor isn't telling her...
You can also read my version of Voyage of the Damned with Rose, but it can be left out of the overall plot if you want it to.
Anyway, sorry about me blabbing on, I hope you enjoy.
Rose stretched out underneath the warm bed-sheets yawning, turning over and opening her eyes.
She turned to see the Doctor sleeping soundly next to her, his hair ruffled so that it stuck up at strange angles, his face half hidden by a pillow.
Before they had become a couple Rose had never known the Doctor to sleep much. She'd known him to get a few hours here or there, but after a particularly tiring adventure he usually resigned himself to tinkering with the TARDIS for hours on end. But since they had got together the Doctor had slept most nights. Rose, after waking up several times and noticing him staring up at the ceiling, his eyes wide open during the night, knew that the Doctor probably didn't need the sleep but just wanted to be near her while she slept. For that she was grateful, she was glad he was there to comfort her when the nightmares of monsters came.
Reaching out, she stroked the Doctor's ruffled hair. Groaning into his pillow, he shifted under the covers. All Rose saw was one eye slowly open and his eyebrow raise.
"Mornin'," she whispered cheerily.
The Doctor groaned the flipped over onto his side, facing Rose fully.
"Why is it that when I sleep in a bed with you I always wake up feeling more tired than when I go to sleep?" Asked the Doctor frowning.
Rose smirked and snuggled down under the sheets facing him.
"That wasn't a rhetorical question by the way. Oh no. You want to know the answer?" said the Doctor raising his eyebrows.
Rose opened her mouth to speak but the Doctor cut in, not giving her the chance. Instead carrying on with his rant.
"It's because you can't keep your legs still. It's all kick kick kick. My poor legs are always black and blue by morning!"
Rose rolled her eyes. "Am I supposed to be sorry?"
The Doctor nodded and pouted, his eyes widening like a puppy's.
Rose sighed and snuggled herself closer to him.
He wrapped his arms around her as she pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
The Doctor parted his lips slightly, rolling over until she was underneath him, before pulling away and grinning.
"I win. I guess you'll be making breakfast this morning Miss Tyler," said the Doctor grinning and waggling his eyebrows at her.
Smiling she pushed him off her, getting up and grabbing her dressing gown. "Banana pancakes?"
The Doctor grinned and quickly got dressed.
Rose finished the last of the washing up before bounding towards the console room to find the Doctor.
He grinned when he saw her enter and ran forward to embrace her in a swift hug.
"I've only been gone half an hour," said Rose laughing as the Doctor pulled away and pressed a quickly kiss to her cheek.
The Doctor beamed at her and turned back to the console.
As much as she mocked, she did love their little morning rituals.
Waking up together, seeing whose turn it was to make breakfast, chatting over their toast and cereal about nothing in particular, before Rose would head off to shower and change and the Doctor would tinker with the TARDIS. Each morning when Rose would enter the Doctor would hug her, after a year of being without each other on the Valiant it was nice for the two of them to make sweet gestures of romance every now and again.
Rose ambled over to the Doctor's side. "So where are we going today?" she asked glancing at the monitor. All Rose could see were Gallifreyan symbols but the Doctor seemed to be reading them intently, glasses perched on the end of his nose.
"According to the TARDIS's scans there's been some alien activity down on Earth," said the Doctor peering around at Rose. "All based at the headquarters of Adipose Industries."
Rose raised her eyebrow and bounced on her toes. "So are we gonna' investigate?"
"I think we are Miss Tyler," grinned the Doctor, pulling down a lever, moving the TARDIS into the vortex.
"She was flirting with you Doctor!"
"N-N-No she wasn't she was just-just.........Um-" The Doctor scratched the back of his neck, unable to finish the sentence, knowing that Rose could see right through him.
"You be health and I'll be safety! What the hell does she mean by that?" said Rose, turning around and beginning to march over to the woman's cubicle.
"Now Rose," said the Doctor grabbing her arm and leading her out towards the door, "we're supposed to be undercover. Health and Safety colleagues and all that."
Rose crossed her arms and continued to be led by the Doctor. "Why can't we be colleges that are dating?" said Rose irritably.
Doctor smirked and shook his head. Dragging Rose out of the building, list of Adipose customers in his hand, still fresh from the printer.
Rose and the Doctor strolled hand in hand down the a small suburban street, if anyone would have seen them they would have both looked like any normal couple, laughing and joking with each other.
Rose loved days like these. As much as she loved the adventure she did like outings where they could be couply for a while before running for their lives.
"So who've we got?" said Rose looking towards the Doctor, clinging to his arm.
"Mr Roger Davey, 42 Bannerman Road" he said swinging his arm between them, gazing around the street.
Rose shrugged. "Nice place. Mum would love a house like one of these," she said looking up at a rather grand-semi, tucked behind a large hedge.
The Doctor gazed at her interestedly. "Really?" he sniffed. "I would've imagined your Mum would've been happy anywhere as long as she had someone to gossip about.......Ow!"
Rose punched the Doctor's arm hard.
He frowned at her and rubbed his shoulder.
Rose scowled him. "Hey don't insult my Mother!" she said, re-grasping his hand, her voice softening slightly. "When I was younger I wanted to become a film-star just so that I could afford to buy her a mansion."
The Doctor smiled at her.
"I know it sounds silly but I can imagine her living it up in a huge mansion......maybe if Dad was still alive-....." she trailed off.
The Doctor squeezed her hand. "You never know, maybe on some parallel universe somewhere there's a Jackie Tyler living in a mansion. But there wouldn't be another Rose."
"Why not?" she asked looking over at him.
The Doctor grinned before lifting his arms and shouting in a loud-soccer fan chant. "Because there's only one Rose Tyler!"
Rose giggled, as he dragged her forwards and up the drive of Mr Davey.
The Doctor and Rose stood outside Roger Davey's front door saying goodbye.
"Thanks for the help," said the Doctor cheerily, "tell you what, maybe you could lay off the pills for a week or so-"
Suddenly an alarm sounded as the Doctor gazed around before being nudged by Rose, who gestured to his coat pocket.
"Oh yes," he said reaching inside and pulling out a little whirring gizmo that was flashing red. "Gotta go, sorry."
The Doctor grabbed Rose's hand and ran off down the street.
"Doctor, what's going on? What is it?" Rose shouted, hurrying to keep up.
The Doctor suddenly skidded to a halt, Rose bumping into him from behind and falling to the floor.
The Doctor's eyes widened. "Ooh up you get!" he said lifting Rose to her feet. "Okie dokie?"
She rolled her eyes as she brushed herself off, but the Doctor had already began running again, this time down another street.
Rose sighed as she gave chase.
He stopped again a little ahead of her and tapped his device manically, allowing Rose time to catch up.
"Doctor what's happening? What's that?" she asked pointing to the device.
"It detects alien technology," he said running off once again.
Rose gasped as the Doctor suddenly ran into the road.
"Doctor!" she shouted as a large black van sped straight towards him.
The Doctor span around and managed to dodge the van just before it clipped him.
He stared wide eyed as the van sped past. His device beeped.
"Argh!" cried the Doctor, running after the van, but slowing down as it screeched around a corner. He would never catch up with it.
Rose caught up with him and bent down, catching her breath.
"Did we lose them?" she asked breathlessly.
"Looks like it," he sighed, "Come on, let's get back to the TARDIS."
The Doctor reached for her hand and pulled it to his lips and kissed it.
Rose giggled. "Can we get some chips first?"
Rose sat on the jumpsuit and picked at her chips while the Doctor leaned against the console, his own greasy bag of chips balancing in one hand.
He was ranting as usual.
"You know there's something up with that Adipose place, the whole thing seems too perfect, don't you think Rose?"
Rose who had been daydreaming, merely staring at the Doctor's plump and luscious lips as he spoke. Watching as the words rolled off his tongue. She snapped out of her trance as he said her name.
"What?" she stuttered.
"Rose were you even listening?" he asked. "Sometimes I swear you're away with the fairies."
She shifted in her seat and picked up another chip and popped it in her mouth.
He moved over to her and slumped down next to her on the seat.
"So after dinner you want to go investigate more? Or we could always just stay in?" he asked popping a hot chip into his mouth.
"Why would you want to stay in?" shrugged Rose.
"Well I was just thinking we could snuggle up on the sofa, have a chat-"
But Rose cut across him, her eyebrows raising. "It's not like you not wanting to go out looking for adventure?"
The Doctor shuffled uncomfortably. "Yeah I guess the chat can wait...." he said scratching his neck.
Rose beamed at him and got back to her food.
The Doctor looked at Rose out of the corner of his eye. He knew he'd have to tell her sometime, but it could probably wait....for the time being.
Giggling like a pair of naughty schoolchildren, the Doctor used his sonic, absent-mindedly on the back door to the Adipose building.
"So I said to him," said the Doctor laughing, ignoring the sparking door and pushing it open, "if you want to do a film with Angelina, just go for it."
Rose laughed. "So it was you! It's all your fault for Brangelina? I can't believe you! I was always more of an Aniston fan."
"Yeah me too," said the Doctor grimacing, clutching Rose's hand and running down the corridor as the sound of a patrolling guards footsteps approached them from behind.
The Doctor and Rose had been cramped inside the small cupboard for hours.
It had been lucky that the Doctor had found a pack of playing cards and a gameboy in his pockets or Rose would have been bored out of her mind.
"How much longer," she said yawning and snuggling up against the Doctor's chest.
The Doctor unlatched his arm from around Rose and groped around in his pocket and pulled out a large brass alarm clock.
"Two minutes and then it should be safe I reckon," he said chucking the clock onto the floor and leaning back against the wall.
Rose closed her eyes.
"So what was it you wanted to have a chat to me about earlier?" she said sounding sleepy.
"Oh...that...yeah....well....I don't really know how to say this......" stuttered the Doctor, "maybe this is not the right time."
"It's as good a time as any," said Rose, her eyes still shut.
The Doctor sighed. "Well.....you know back when we were on the Valiant......and you got sick....and you, well you heard....well, you heard my voice in your head......well...-"
Suddenly a loud ringing filled the tiny cupboard, cutting the Doctor off.
He practically threw Rose off him and lunged for the ringing alarm clock on the floor.
"Damn," he muttered under his breath, "I bet the whole building must have heard that."
Rose smiled now feeling wide awake.
"Shall we go?" asked Rose grinning at the Doctor.
"Allons-y!" he said nodding towards the door, a slightly worried look on his face.
Rose had lost the Doctor, he had run down some corridor ahead of her and now she was alone.
Suddenly she heard footsteps approaching from around the corner.
Keeping to the wall she peered around the corner.
Several security guards were coming this way.
Rose's breath caught in her throat and she lunged through the nearest door.
The ladies toilets.
Great, she thought to herself, quickly locking herself into a cubicle.
She heard the footsteps suddenly grow louder and the door swing open.
Drat.
Rose was pushed forwards into Miss Foster's office and tied to a chair.
"You can't do this!" she yelled but Miss Foster merely gazed at her over her dark rimmed glasses.
"Oh believe me I can," said Miss Foster smirking. "I've been watching you...and you're little friend...now where is he?"
Rose didn't answer.
"Oh come on aren't you going to tell me anything?" said Foster scowling.
"I want to know what those pills are?" shouted Rose.
"Well....I suppose I might as well let you in on our secret seeing as you'll never be able to tell anyone else," sneered Foster.
Rose trembled slightly.
"This," said Foster holding up a pill, "is the spark of life."
"A-And what's that supposed to mean?" yelled Rose.
"Officially, the capsule attracts all the fat cells, and then flushes them away. Well, it certainly attracts them, that part's true. But it binds the fat together, and galvanises it, to form a body."
Rose's eyes widened.
The Doctor peered up from his crouching position to look through the window.
Rose had been captured.
He stared at her, tied up n the chair squirming as Foster spoke words the Doctor couldn't quite make our.
His eyes suddenly widened as Foster reached down into her desk drawer and pulled out a small, white alien blob.
Rose squirmed in her chair as the blob, Foster labelled an Adipose jumped around the desk joyfully.
It was fat! An alien made of fat!
Miss Foster was rattling on about the Adipose but Rose could do nothing but stare at it open mouthed.
Suddenly Miss Foster stopped talking abruptly and Rose glanced up to see her staring at the window to the left of her.
Rose craned her neck around to see the familiar head of the Doctor gazing through the window mouthing something.
Rose frowned.
What was he doing?
Rose turned to her left to see what the Doctor was looking at to get the shock of her life.
Through the small round window in the door was the face of Donna Noble!
Rose gasped.
2005
Rose and the Doctor sat playing a game of snap on the jumpseat of the console room.
The Doctor's smile seemed to widen every time their hands would meet as they would yell "SNAP!" in unison.
"Alright you win," said the Doctor sighing and laying his four remaining cards down, "I give up."
Rose punched the air.
The Doctor leapt up and set the TARDIS controls.
"So where to?" he chimed.
"Um," said Rose pondering, "well I still need to give Mum that bezulium....."
Suddenly there was high pitched shriek and Rose glanced up to see a flame-haired woman wearing a wedding dress standing in the middle of the TARDIS.
I might be a bit of a slow updater or this but I'll try my best.
Let me know what you think? Did you guys prefer JUST the bits inbetween from my series 3 fic or do you like this....lots of inbetweeny bits.......I might change it...let me know anyway!
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