The Rose Tyler Diaries (Doctor Who Fanfiction)

Doctor's Doctor's Doctor's

Without thinking I grab a handful of spoons from the draw in front of me and hurl them at the Slitheen whilst dodging the giant monsters, only to be greeted by an obsticle even greater than the Slitheen - escape.
"Come Rose Tyler. Come along. The Doctor doesn't need you anymore." Tears well up in my eyes. Don't listen to them ruddy aliens. I throw open the sliding door leading to the deck to the hotel room, and climb over the railing of the deck - jumping down to the next deck two metres below me. It's freezing out here - literally. Snow whirls around my face as I throw open the door to the hotel room I now face. The inhabitants stare at me in shock. I ignore them. I leave this room and sprint down the hall towards the elevator. I can hear screaming and large thumps above me. I'm still cold, so so cold. I arrive in the hotel foyer, staggering towards the door. It's locked.

"What's going on? I need to get out." I gasp for breathe, the receptionist is panic stricken, her dirt blond hair quivers along with her. Tears steam down her face as she shaks her head.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I can't let you go ri-" More screams erupt overhead interrupting her.
"Please." Tears trickle down my face. A group of armed police officers break the glass entrance doors and race past me, all yelling at each other. Entering the London streets I find myself suddenly exhausted. The bitter cold attacks me, biting with more force than a rabid dog. What would the Doctor do.. I power on, I have to get away from the Slitheen. I run for miles, eventually I cannot run any futher and I find myself collapsed in the snow sobbing. I've never been so cold in my life. I'm wearing shorts on Christmas day, my legs are blue. The Slitheen have killed my family. I can't even feel my fingers. Tears defrost my face as I curl into a ball in an unusually empty London street as everything fades to black.

~

"She'll be fine Doctor." 
"She's always fine. She's Rose. Rose is always fine..Always."
"Yeah, well. You sh-"
"I'm not leaving her."
 

~

Warm water trickles down my face, it's soothing. Someone is washing my hair, murmuring to themselves. Singing almost. I struggle to open my eyes. 
"Rory..Rory!"
"What is it, what's going on?"
"Rory she's waking up." My eyes fly open, only to squeeze shut again due to the massively bright light shining in my face. I try to cough, damn mask on my face. Amy squeezes my hand encouragingly. "You'll be okay Rose, go back to sleep."

~

The second time I wake up the mask is off my face, I'm in my own little TARDIS room and the Doctor is sitting by me aiming his screwdriver towards the lamp by my bed.
"Slitheen" I choke out, my voice rasping with every breath. My throat feels as though I've been gargling sea water. The Doctor watches me intently.
"Ah yes. You have some explaining to do - unfortunately Rory our resident nurse doesn't want you talking. So I'm going to have to enter your mind give us a minute." He rests his fingers against my temples, stealing my thoughts. Such an uncomfortable experience.

Eventually he removes his fingers and jumps up, skipping around the room. "Oh Rose, Rose, Rose , Rose. This is very exciting. Now the Slitheen - they want you... But what for. Probably because you're very  interesting and a very delicate threat  to the universe. Your little alternate universe? Yeah they hacked into that..But how. And why?" 

"My parents.." I splutter.
"Your parents are completely fine! That was your magical little bubble of universe. The Slitheen want you for something and somehow managed to pop into to your devious little world. Amy did what she always does and accidently burst into your world to find you passed out in a snowstorm. Bloody hell Rose, take care of yourself. You managed to almost freeze to death - but we fixed you right up don't you worry your pretty little face." The Doctor then prances out of the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I can't even begin to comprehend what's going on as I drift back into my heavy sleep.