A picked Rose TenRose Doctor Who.

The Oncoming storm

Hey guys I would love to dedicate this chapter to MissRoseTyler ! Thank you for all the support. Also this week I have major school testing and may not be posting at my normal speed so thank you for understanding!.

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Rose's POV

My eyelids hung heavy as a humming reminisced my memories in my head. It wasn't all the hurt and pain that recently struck my head.

It was the Doctor and I. It was all our loving moments together.

"That's right Barcelona!" That sentence stung into my brain along with how long are you going to stay with me? I could feel myself smiling as I was probably blushing.

They all said he was so dangerous, he would lead me to my death. I knew this is probably why a lot of people called him the oncoming storm.

But a wolf howls for the oncoming storm. They stay in the wreckage, retrieving all that's lost, and waits till the storm has calmed down.

I take his damage, and help the storm pass. The Doctor was no storm to me, he was the shelter I run to for protection.

He was a storm, but no one realizes what he's been through. If only they knew how much he meant to me, and how much he cares.

I could feel his arms around me, the gentleness and protectiveness in his touch. I was in love, I was home.

I fluttered my eyes open. The Doctor hadn't noticed as I snuggled deeper into his chest. His body was tense I knew he was lost in thought. He was probably worried about what the Master wants with me.

He probably wanted to know what had happened in my dream. I nearly fainted at the thought of it, but the TARDIS's gentle humming kept me at ease along with the Doctor's clutch.

"Doctor." I whispered barely audible. But he still heard me. His old, brown eyes staring down at me.

"Yes love?" He asked with his normal bouncy tone, yet still gentle and caring.

I smiled, and buried my head into the crook of his neck. He let out a soft breath.

"Feeling better?" The Doctor questioned.

"As long as your here, yes." I admitted.

"I'm not going anywhere, Rose, what happened in your dream? If you're ready to tell me, that is." He continued.

I nuzzled him lightly, and began to kiss his neck. He softly groaned at my lips.

"The Master, had-had" I stuttered holding back tears.

"Shh It's okay, tell me when you know your ready." He soothed as he kissed my forehead.

A voice echoed through the halls.

"Vote Saxon." I whimpered , wait isn't that Harold Saxon. Wait Harold Saxon was the Master! I realized. The Doctor checked and said it was only the screen so he must have planned something.

I stared at him wide-eyed.

"He's planning something, but what?" The Doctor muttered circling the console. The Doctor told me to stay put as he ran off to the library.

"Hello love." a voice chuckled from the screen.

"What do you want with me?" I stuttered.

"Everything, absolutely everything."

I was shaking until the Doctor had grabbed me.

"What are you up to?" He demanded giving a death glare at the Master.

"At the moment flirting with her, why?" He taunted. The Doctor was furious, his grip on my hand was firm.

"It's funny seeing you angry. What's wrong, is the oncoming storm angry? Angry that I'm going to take his girlfriend away?" He mused,

"Touch her and your dead, one of the last TimeLords or not." The Doctor threatened. His words and tone were so intimidating but the Master only laughed.

"Would you care if I held and touched her the way you do? If I dominated her into submission? Personally it sounds rather fun." The Master asserted.

Tears fell from my eyes as my legs began to go weak, and my body trembled.

"Shut, the hell up." The Doctor shouted. I darted out of the room and I could hear the Doctor running after me. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me against him. I turned and buried my head into his chest, listing to his hearts.

I couldn't stop sobbing. His hands held me tightly. Suddenly my legs went limp and I fell. The Doctor was now on his knees holding me tightly.

"He won't do that, love. I won't let him."

"He will kill you, like he did in the dream." I bawled.

"I won't die without knowing your safe." He cooed, as the TARDIS hummed. My hearts were beating to fast. I couldn't concentrate and I limply fell against the Doctor.

I can feel him carrying my body and placing me down in his lap. His fingers in my hair as we were covered with a blanket. My oncoming storm, will rage at this Master. He will be my warmth, my shelter, my lover.