Chapter One

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  • Dedicated to the broken, the beaten and the damned
                                    

Hey guys so I'm just starting up this new fan fic! It's told by the view point of Rose and I really hope you like it! I will definitely add more chapters!!!

                                                          Chapter One

          I woke up to the sunlight of my other dimension, my new one, that the doctor had tried to send me to so long ago. Tried to send me away from him. How could I live without him, that man was everything to me. I sometimes imagined his beloved TARDIS materializing right beside me, I sometimes dreamed he would take me away to those distant planets that always held new mysteries, or that one time when we had a picnic on top of the world, a different world of course.

          Then the most miraculous thing happened, and now I have a life with him. Well, kind of him. The doctor told me he had all the memories, all the memories of us. And he looks like a spitting image of the man I knew, it's really like being with him but it's not quite like it when I know it's not really him. I can't help but think of the real man, somewhere out there. If he ever thinks of me. He's most likely gone off and found another traveler. Lucky her.

          I dragged myself out of bed and rummaged through my cluttered dresser and grabbed my United Kingdom flag crop top. Memories flooded through me of all the adventures I had been in while wearing this shirt, and I couldn't help but let a tear slip down my face just as the doctor walked into my room, the half-human doctor.

         "I made you breakfast, sunny side up eggs and bacon, just how you like it." He walked up behind me and gently caressed my face looking into my watery eyes. "Rose? What's wrong are you alright?" His voice sounded too much like the real him, which made me burst into a stream of tears and I fell to my knees.

         "Come along it'll be alright, I'll make you some tea then?" I nodded and he lifted me up like a child and carried me to our family room, he laid me down and gave me a gentle kiss on my forehead and then left to make some tea. I curled up on our couch and fiddled with my hair, I let out a laugh thinking of when he had regenerated and been so upset about not being ginger. Perhaps I could give this one some hair dye.

         "There you are." He handed me a hot cup and I held it with the sleeves of my sweater pulled up, covering my hands. "I know this is hard... but it's me really. We're practically the same person."

          "I know, I know... It's just not the same." I turned my head away from him, I couldn't bare thinking more. And feeling more. "It's not just that, life is just so dull now."

          "Perhaps we could take a plane somewhere? Anywhere. Take your pick."

          "Your home planet." I had asked him this before, the real him, many years ago. Of course I couldn't anyway, it was all lost in the Time War against the Daleks. It was those stupid Dalek's faults I'm even trapped in this dimension with a different man.

          He chuckled, remembering that day as well. "Let's start somewhere a bit smaller than that, how about Hawaii or something?"

          "Alright maybe." I sat my tea on the table. "I'm going to go change now." I stood up and trudged up the stairs. I wondered if in the other dimension if this house was there. I'm dead in that world but no one is there who cares. I've got my mum, Mickey, and my dad, I missed dad.

          When I got to my room I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling, it reminded me of the room I had in the TARDIS. The doctor told me to keep the walls white because it widens your imagination to the room and doesn't limit you to one color. I can't even look at a ceiling without missing him. I loved him. I knew I was grateful to even have the half-human doctor and I knew I just made him feel terrible every time I brought up the real doctor. I could see it in his eyes, his eyes just like the other.

          I got off my bed and sat down at my desk opening up my laptop, I wish I had my tea at the moment because I love the warmth of the liquid added to the warmth of my laptop. I opened up internet explorer and typed 'www.tumblr.com' into the new tab I made. I started scrolling through my dashboard, every picture I came across reminded me.

          Then I came across a post that said "I'm waiting and I know you'll never come." I reblogged it and added "Just come already." I hoped that the doctor might possibly be happening to be following me from his other dimension and he might see it and reblog it. That's impossible. He's too old-timey for tumblr being a thousand years old.

          I closed my laptop screen seeing no point in crying again, then I threw on a new shirt that didn't smell like him, and I went to the bathroom to do my makeup. I put on my bright red lipstick, he always loved that color. I wiped it off, and put on a light pink. Then I went back down the steps to retrieve my tea and laptop charger since I knew it was running low.

          "I like your lipstick shade." He smiled, I held back tears. "You know, I was thinking you could call me John. John Smith. Maybe it would help a little."

          "Maybe... Okay." I took a sip of my still hot tea and looked back up at him. "We should visit my mum, she called yesterday.

         "Alright let's head out now." I thought of the doctor and how he always said allons-y. Things were so different and there was nothing I could do to change it, having a whole dimension between us.

          We went outside and we sat together in our blue slug bug, the drive went on and we held hands the whole way, Me and John Smith.

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