She knocked lightly on the wooden, blue door yet again, furrowing her eyebrows in worry and frustration. This was absolutely, positively ridiculous! The Doctor, a Time Lord, 900 year old alien from a now-destroyed planet called Gallifrey. He'd seen more than probably any other living being in the entire universe, had fought on the front line of a war that destroyed his race, and had saved her little planet's sorry ass more times then there was a number for! Oh, the Doctor was certainly something to marvel at. That is, if he'd only get out of his spaceship and stop acting like a rotten toddler. Pushing a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, she called his name warily.
You gotta be patient with him, Rose, she told herself. As ridiculous as this whole bloody situation is, you gotta be patient.
"Doctor, you need to come out of there." She told him, keeping her voice level and stern. She felt like her own mother. Jacque Tyler was safe- for once- in their apartment, and Rose wondered for a moment why she wasn't in there with her, leaving this pathetic idiot to solve his own problem.
"Come out there?! This is your planet's fault! I'm not goin' out th-there 't-til I- achoo!" Right. She wasn't in there with her mum because the Doctor- her Doctor- was, well, sick. With... a human sort of something. If she was lucky, it was only a cold. Sadly, though, she wasn't a very lucky person. Either way, he needed to be tended to, despite how stubborn he was. If the Doctor wanted to play this game, she knew she could do it too. "...'Til I feel like it." He finished a few moments later, sniffing. Rose grinned.
"I'm stayin' right here until you open up the door to this thing and accept the fact that you need some help." There was teasing in her voice. She heard a huff from inside, and then a weak cough.
"That's not gonna happen. I don't need help, Rose. I'm... f-fine." His reply was only a mumble, and it was obvious the Doctor was miserable. Sighing, the blonde stroked the side of the spaceship with her hand.
"If you were fine, you'dda come out here skippin' and hoppin' like you usually are. But you didn't, and I knew playin' on that icy planet was a bad idea. You went and caught a cold, Doctor. No matter, though; it's a human sickness, and you've come to the best place for that! Planet Earth! We'll get you fixed up in no time!" Again, her voice was laden in sarcasm and teasing. He began an indignant reply, but she cut him off. Oh no, Rose Tyler was not done yet.
"Forget it, Doctor, I don't even need you to open it. I'm sure the TARDIS agrees with me, don't you, girl?" She stroked the box again, and it vibrated slightly. Oh, Rose could imagine the Time Lord's face! Priceless! "We need to get this silly boy up and runnin', don't we?" Again, the vibration ran through her palm; it was almost purring. The TARDIS was alive, and needed it's master in full health. "Come on, TARDIS girl, unlock the door and let me in. I'll get him better in no time, I promise." The ship whirred in what seemed like excitement, and a small click from the inside told Rose she could finally get into it.
"Oh, TARDIS, why'd y-you go and do a th-thing like that..." Came the Doctor's voice, and he didn't seem to even have the energy to shout. Rose popped into the thing with a grin, skipping triumphantly around it's large, golden interior, giving her companion a good look. His short brown hair was messy, and he was unusually pale. The Time Lord was shaking, using his long brown jacket as a blanket, and his eyes were half-lidded and glazed over. He stared at the floor in defeat.
"You may have won the battle, R-Rose Tyler, but the w-war's not over." And with that, the man stood up shakily, walking over to her and leaning on her heavily once he could. She just patted his hair and kissed the top of his head, an action that wasn't given any reaction to from him, and it disappointed her just a bit. After leading him outside, locking the TARDIS up again, and promising to visit it every day, Rose walked giddily home with herDoctor weakly trailing behind her. For once, things almost felt normal. As normal as she could, with the Time Lord around.
And she liked it much, much better when he was.