As me and the Doctor sat motionless in space, I looked at his new face.
He still isn't ginger, but he sometimes has a Scottish accent.
Its pretty cool. I haven't regenerated again since the incident and I'm pretty proud of that for some reason...
I always have the hopes I can go visit Rose again, but I haven't been able to since she lives in a parallel world.
"Saidy, are you okay?" The Doctor asks cutting me from my thoughts.
I look over to him. We were sitting in the TARDIS doorway looking out into the stars like we used too.
"Of course. Why do ya ask?"
"Because you just spaced out, so I was worried something was bothering you."
I shook my head. "Oh, well, I was just thinking. Nothing to worry about."
He nods. "What were you thinking about?"
I bumo my shoulder into his playfully. "Nosy much?" I say teasingly.
"Yup." H said smiling a toothy smile.
"Its stupid what I was thinking about. " I say a bit more seriously.
"Nothing is stupid when you say it."
"Liar... Its just ...... I want to see Rose again......"
He looked at me like I was about to shoot him. "You want to see Rose?"
I nod.
"Rose Tyler?"
"That the only Rose I know Doctor...."
"I know I know... But why?"
"If it wasn't for her, I would have never gotten shoved into the TARDIS, met you, and found out who I really was. But wait..... What if she's dead?! Doctor?! What if she's dead?!?!" I start to freak out.
"I hope she's not."
"I have to knowmkf she's alive or dead Doctor. I absolutely HAVE to know."
"But.."
"No buts! I have to know!"
I start to cry. The Doctor sets me on his lap.
"Please don't cry love." He said holding me in his arms.
"B-but what if she is dead?" I say softly into his shoulder.
"Then we will have known a great young lady who helped save alot if people."
I look him in the eye. "We have to find out."
"Okay. I promise we will find a way."
I hug him and fall asleep in his lap.
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Because I Am Not Ordinary (A Doctor Who fanfic)
FanfictionLuckily, I don't have a fancy life. No fancy cars, no fancy clothes. I'm just plain and simple. An ordinary person, living in an ordinary home, with an ordinary family. No brothers or sisters. No one to call a friend. So I guess I'm not ordinary. I...