Rose Returns

My Beautiful Smart Sexy Rose

__The Doctor's Point of View__

I wasn't going to forgive Martha for her jealousy. And if she doesn't understand why, then that just makes her even less worthy of my forgiveness. Although, we had thingz to get done, and I would have to look past my petty anger to figure them out.

Next, we had to stop those birds from killing themselves. I had taken Martha to a planet earlier, which was in it's migrating season, and she started talking to some of the local birds. They don't have external feelings, so they couldn't tell which way to go to keep warm and which way would give them pnumonia and kill them stone dead. So, when asked which way to head, Martha wanted to seem smart and 'impress' me, but she ended up giving them directions toward the coldest parts of the planet, where they would kill themselves without knowledge. They then flew off without another word except their gratitude, and I never got to help them get on the right track. Now, I had to.

I set the controls to land where I found their life signals, and stepped outside, with Martha following me silently. When she saw the Frozen beauty, I heard a gasp of wonder. There was purple and blue ice all around us, and the falling snow had a bit of a dark-green tint to it. There was a river frozen solid next to The TARDIS, and it's small waves had frozen mid-fall. It was actually the fourth most beautiful-voted planet in the surrounding eight galaxies.

I watched Martha explore the little area around The TARDIS, until I soon saw an orange cluster flying towards us. Martha had been fascinated by the color of their feathers earlier, and still wasn't over it, "But, Doctor, that shade!! It's, it's like, like Effie's hair!" I was utterly confused, "What?!" She saw my face of mixed emotions and decided it was unimportant, "It's just.................humany wumany stuff, Doctor."

I returned my attention to the flock of birds who were getting nearer by the second. When they reached us they asked what we wanted, and being to logical person I am, I responded with, "To warn you." Now, I thought that they would be reasonable and take my advice, but they stopped me in between my sentences to accuse us of trying to trick them and kill them. When they realizd we were the same people as before, they listened and turned around to go the right way.

Martha looked around a bit more, and I decided I would wait on The TARDIS until she was ready to go finish our other problems. I went to my bedroom, where I layed down on my bed. I looked around at all the photographs printed right on my walls, and I looked at photographs of her. Actually that's what almost all of them were, photographs of Rose. And there was a Rose-colored paint on the walls behind the pictures. And I had a special Rose-colored tie I would wear when Rose and I went somewhere universally known as 'romantic'. And there were those Roses put in vases all over my bed room and wash room. And my Rose-colored converses that The TARDIS would call 'girly' when I wore them. And.....I looked around thinking of all the ways that I was devoted to her, even then that she was gone. I almost broke down, but I didn't want to deal with Martha being all petty jealous again.

I asked The TARDIS were she was, and she showed me a hologram projection of Martha playing in the ice outside as if she was a little kid. I told my box to turn it off, and when she did, I went back to admiring my almost-creepy Rose metaphors. I finally did break down, and I sobbed into my light pink pillows until The TARDIS mentally warned me that ''one humanoid life form' was aproaching The TARDIS. I said aloud, "Thank you dear," through my lasting sniffles, and she hummed back in delight at my gratitude.

I cleaned up some-what nicely and left to the control room, where I found Martha waiting in one of the chairs. I started thinking siriusly, pushing all thoughts of My Beautiful, Smart, Sexy Rose out of my head while I thought about what to do next. Of course, I never REALLY forgot her, I just had to put a mask on in Matha's presence, for both her and my own sake.

As soon as I thought about the tasks at hand, I realized something. The mission we had accomplished was suprisingly easy. NOTHING is EVER easy with ME!!! I mentioned it to Martha, but all she did was shrug it off and mutter something about luck. That might have been, but I was sure we weren't going to get through the hours without something majorly bad happening. I could feel it. Sense it, even.

I decided to shrug it off...for now. I went about setting the co-ordinates for our third mission to accomplish, and that was to help set Red Hatching onto phase seven. Yet another simple problem, I was sure SOMETHING would get in our way.

The first human ship (with humans in it) that landed on Pluto landed in 2046. They landed there with a mission called Red Hatching. But, some Daleks decided to mess with time and get the rocket to mess up. The Daleks would have sent them into space with only enough gas to reach outside of Earth's gravitational grasp, but I knew, of course, I had to stop it.

I landed The TARDIS inside the machinery of Apollo 94 and all I had to do was rewire it so that the gas didn't leak into the black vacuum of space leaving Marcus Eaton and Evylen Johnson stranded in space somewhere. Even though I would save their lives anyway, I noticed Evylen was two weeks gone with a baby, and I wanted to make sure that child was born.

Again, we got out of the problem with such a simple solution, so I decided to go on a bit of an adventure to go back to 2047 to see that the baby was born.

When I got there, I saw that the baby was named Tobias, and that he was part of the Chicago Experiment Against Genes. I felt a fixed point in time, so I just prodded at the facts. I went in the future by 14 years, and saw the boy without a mother, and I could tell he har scars coming out of the back of his shirt. I noticed how he walked warily around Marcus, and I saw how he was a quiet kid, even for an 'Abnegation'. Then I suddenly knew where his name came from. Tobias. Tobias Eaton. Four Eaton. Known by Four Prior in the end of his days. He was known for starting the stop of the experiments, and he was also known alongside his dead partner, Beatrice. My memories of learning about this era flooded back to me, and I realized that this abuse had hardened this boy into stopping this all. I knew even though abuse was a terrible thing, it had to happen. And I knew that Beatrice Prior's death was another hardening thing that this boy would have to go through. And it would torture his heart for the rest of his life. It would torture his heart like Rose's absence tortured mine.

I went back aboard The TARDIS, and me and Martha mutually agreed to take a day off in The TARDIS before finalizing our last thing, and that was getting our Quidditch teacher - Dumbledore, I believe his name was, - his Deluminator back.

I started to think about how easily we had gotten those two thingz done and how our mission to Katniss was almost completely simple, but once again in my room, I let my memories and dreams about Rose overcome me, and fell asleep buried in my Rose-tinted pillows with a pink comforter wrapped tightly around me. Hell, I didn't even take my tan long coat and pink converse off.