Down, But Not Out (old!John, Rose)

[tenpointfive]

When: backdated to this morning(?)
Where: John's bedroom... as usual. *snort*
Rating: PG.
Characters: John, Rose
Summary: John gets a little assistance.

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[hisplusone]

After finding someone to cover for her, the blonde found herself running towards Eliza’s apartment building. Reaching the door a bit out of breath, she found it unlocked. It was a bit alarming and strange but she hoped that perhaps the kind woman had just stepped out and forgotten to lock it.

She entered the living room knowing her way around the place from last time and then headed towards the hall finding John’s door. She pushed the door back and then gasped at what she saw on the floor. "John..." she said quickly rushing over to kneel down beside him. He was completely changed though not a sight that she had never seen before. His other self had been like this once.

"Oh sweetheart...We have to get you back to bed." She suggested still worried about moving him. She didn’t want to make any possible injuries worse.

[tenpointfive]

He sighed with relief when he heard her in the room.

"Oh, Rassilon..." he breathed. "Rose... you have no idea how happy I am to see you." He swallowed hard, and suddenly found it difficult to do so. He reached out a shaky arm, pointing to his bedside table. "Screwdriver... my sonic screwdriver... in the top drawer. There's a setting on it... you can look me over with it for injuries."

[hisplusone]

Rose's head turned towards the table and then looked back at him with a frown. "Alright got it," she said completely forgetting about her own screwdriver. She grabbed his arm carefully and set it back down gently while giving him a look, "No more moving, yeah?"

Before he could respond the blonde was back on her feet and in front of the table grabbing the device. "Now just..." she started to say returning back to her spot twisting the screwdriver slightly attempting to find the setting on her own as the blue light buzzed and then sparked back at her.

"Damnit!" she shouted suddenly shaking her hand, thinking to herself that she just had the worst luck when it came to fiddling with these things on her own.

[tenpointfive]

Seeing the little mishap, he reached out again, taking it from her. "I'll do it, love..." He found the setting, though it took him a bit, since his fingers were so stiff, and his hands, weak. When he managed to get it where it needed to be, he handed it back to her. "Should work appropriately now..." He trailed off, feeling the urge to move, and nearly did so.