A picked Rose TenRose Doctor Who.

The embrace

Doctor's POV

My head is spinning at the speed of light, and my hearts are beating as if they were drums. I felt light weight on my chest, and arms around my torso. I peered down to see blond hair tucked against my neck.

I realize this was my Rose on my chest, moving up and down as are hearts synced. My arms instantly held her head to my shoulder, and her torso to mine, as I sat up.

She was here in my arms, home at last. Her body was limp against mine, and her breathing was low. I knew she was asleep.

Her whole body seemingly limp and weak, almost helpless. Concern filled my hearts when I realized how pale she was.

My thoughts cut off when there was a knock on the T.A.R.D.I.S doors. They key clicked meaning they had unlocked the doors. Captain Jack Harkness stepped in.

"Doctor?"Jack puzzled. "Good you found Rose." He breathed.

"Why is she so limp?" I question.

"Its been a long week."Jack sighed, trying to avoid my gaze.

"What happened? I am well aware someone hurt her." I cautioned him.

"She won't tell me anything, she hasn't made a sound since I got her from the auction." He fretted at his words.

"What do you mean by auction?" I barked lightly raising my voice, careful not to wake Rose. Jack took a step back and whimpered.

"All I know is some people rewrote her DNA just to get a good profit from her."

Those words made anger shoot up my body. I was furious, someone had changed my Rose without her consent for money. They had treated her as if she was nothing but a piece of meat.

This caused my embrace on Rose to become more protective and loving. My poor Rose, my poor beautiful Rose.

I ran my fingers through her hair, and shuttered at the thought of what they could have done to her.

"Did you at least catch the people who did this to her?" I retorted.

"No,"

"Why not?" I howled.

"I'm sorry I was about to go, but I woke up and Rose wasn't there, and then I saw the T.A.R.D.I.S..." He ranted. "

"Whatever I will go with you. I want to know exactly what they did to her." I cut him off.

"We will go later." I scolded. I picked up Rose's beautiful body and carried her off to my room.

I pulled the blanket back and tucked her in. I slid my shoes off as I laid down next to her body, and snuggled her body deeper into my embrace.

"Oh Rose, what had they've done to you?" I whispered, as I buried my head into her hair.

I realized her body was slightly shaking. I assumed she had a nightmare and pressed my fingers to her temples.

I saw such dark and depressing things. I could hear her muffled screaming, as she cried through her torture.

Tears fell from my eyes, my poor delicate flower depressed and was almost helpless. Her mind was craving me, to take her life into my hands to keep safe and watch over.

She had lost all hope, everything she was, she felt as if she couldn't protect herself, so she gave it all to me.

I promise to protect her, her body, her mind, her soul, was mine.

I cupped her face, and pressed my lips to her forehead.

I will catch the people who had done this, this was far more than unacceptable.

Those men were ruthless, they were barbarians.

Her body fit perfectly against mine. I found it very infuriating that someone would hurt such a gentle flower. It killed me knowing what was going on her head.