"Rose..." he mumbles sleepily. After not getting a reply, he gets up. Stumbling over to the stairs, he calls her name again. He starts to turn around and head to the door when he gets a reply.
"Doctor! I'm in your room! At least I think it's your room..."
Puzzled as to why she is in his room, he heads that way.
When he gets to his room, Rose is laying on his bed.
"What're you doing in here? This is my room." He holds his hand parallel to the floor and spins around. Rose takes a look at the light blue walls and then notices the ceiling doesn't match.
"Why is the ceiling painted like that?"
"It's supposed to look like Gallifrey."
"Oh...ok..." She decides to drop the subject there. It is evidently still a sore topic for him. "Anyway, I came in here because it is more comfortable than your lap, though only slightly." She gave him a cheeky grin. "Come on. There's room for one more."
The Doctor hesitates for only a second and then decides to take her advice. He walks over to the bed and takes his long overcoat off. He sits down then pulls off his tie and unbuttons his shirt.
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A Rose With Out Thorns
FanfictionThe Doctor saves Rose from going to the parallel universe. Their lives are turned upside down and are put to the test
