Title: Inevitable
Author: Asimus
Characters: Ten, Rose
Rating: Child friendly
Notes: Just another Doomsday reunion fic of sorts. Insted of sleeping I think up wacky and wonderful ways to put it all right. Heres a new one, and again, a different angle from usual.
Inevitable
He is a Time Lord, and he has a time machine. It was inevitable really that at some point he would go searching for her. He knows he shouldn’t but that doesn’t stop him.
*
Rose Tyler is 5 years old, and it’s the first time she has used the London Underground. She has lost her teddy. The Doctor saunters up behind her and hands back Pooh Bear to the hysterical child.
“It’s very important Rose, hold on tight to those important things. Teddies, Mummies,” After a slight pause, “Leavers that open up doorways between universes.”
He catches Jackie’s glare and remembers the slap she gave him such a long time ago. Swallowing the lump in his throat, and rubbing his cheek, he disappears back into the crowd.
*
Rose Tyler is 12 years old and hanging from a tree in the Lake District. She’s wearing cut off shorts and pink converse trainers and sports scabs on her knees like any self-respecting tomboy. She kicks out as she loses her grip on the branch. The Doctor catches her as she falls. He always catches her.
“It’s very important Rose, elbow joints are better for hanging off than fingers, it can’t get prised apart. Remember that.”
She frowns at the use of her name, so he smiles as he backs away. All Tyler’s can slap, he knows, even tiny Tyler’s.
“Thanks Mister!”
She calls after him as he makes his quick getaway. He considers changing his name.
*
Rose Tyler is 21 years old and on a planet called Lucifer. She’s stood on one side of a great steal door, and he knows that her Doctor is locked on the other side. He knows he’s minus his Sonic Screwdriver and also somewhat naked. He has time.
He creeps up behind her and whispers in her ear.
“It’s very important Rose, remember that once a door handle has been pulled down, and the catch released, the door is open, the handle can be freed. And the same goes for gateways into other realities.”
She spins round and glares at him, and he never thought he’d see those eyes quite like that again.
“I’ve been trying to get you of there for half an hour, why didn’t you say you found a way out?”
He grins as she takes in his attire, blue suit, red tie, sad expression. The Doctor shouts and bangs from the other side of the door.
Realisation dawns on her with a silent ‘oh’. He kisses her gently and chastely on the temple, before leaning past and sonicing the door open. He’s gone before she can say thank you, index finger pressed to his lips, one last request. He had always wondered how she got that door open, and she had never told him.
*
That night the Doctor lies in his bed. He hasn’t rested for days, but now all he can do is wait. He can feel the time lines shifting, changing, merging, morphing into one. He becomes aware of a human next to him, female, clad in fluffy jim-jams with little green aliens stitched onto them. He also becomes aware of her sobbing, quiet and restrained. Rose Tyler had taken to sleeping in his bed since she lost her parents to another world. He knows this, has lived it. This is the real time line now. Everything else is just a nightmare from which he has awoken.
He snuggles closer to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, fingers trace patterns onto the flesh of her stomach just under her shirt. He presses his lips to the base of her neck, whispering how he dreamt he lost her, how she had slipped out of his reach. He can’t bear to tell her that he selfishly stole her from her family.
She turns and offers him a water smile.
“It’s very important, that you remember that I’m never ever leaving you.”
He presses a kiss to her nose and she settles down to sleep.