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15 September 2010 @ 09:52 am
Fic: "Rose, Doctor, My Name is Rose"  
Title: Rose, Doctor, my name is Rose
Pairing / Characters: Nine / Rose
Rating: All ages
Disclaimer: This is not mine to own.
Summary: "Can't you stupid little humans leave well enough alone?". . . "Ah, how I've missed you" My workings on why Nine is able to cope with being the only surviving member of his species.
Author's Notes: Inspired by alizarin_skies' prompt over at doctor_rose_fixathon.
"This is my last time she said
As she faded away
It's hard to imagine
But one day you'll end up like me

from 'Get Out Alive' by Three Days Grace"

"Do I know you?" the Northern accent was impatient, waiting for an answer, wanting the blonde woman to just leave.

"No, Doctor. Not yet," the blonde human sighed, with a hint of regret in her tone.

"Why you here then? Can't you stupid little humans leave well enough alone?" the Northern accent became angry, furious, that someone had disturbed his anger, his sadness.

"Ah, how I've missed you," the blonde human stated, lifting her hand and firmly gripping the alien's cold one, before he could flinch. "'Specially the ears."

The blonde human turned around, and faced the alien.

"I preferred this you," the blonde started, as if she was already midway through a conversation, and that he was supposed to understand. "This you was more passionate, the other one seemed to just dance around his emotions."

"Why are you talking to me? Can't you tell I don't want to be spoken to?"

"I know why you're here. You've just lost your species, and you fell oh so alone. You want to connect back to something, something familiar, and this godforsaken rock makes you feel like you belong. That's why you're sitting here on this bench."

The alien's blue eyes bored into the blonde human's brown ones, showing her all that he had lost, all that he wanted to take back.

The human wasn't the one to break the eye contact first, the alien was.

With another sigh, the blonde human gave up looking at the broken-hearted alien, and instead turned towards the crowds of humans milling around them, all of whom were oblivious to alien, oblivious to his sorrow.

"I had to do it. I had to kill them all!" the alien cracked the silence the couple had fallen into, violently slamming his palm down onto the the park bench they were sitting on.

"I know."

The way the blonde human said those words made him think that maybe she did know, that she understood, in that way a select few humans did.

The alien's hand crawled across the empty space on the bench, not stopping until he had the blonde human's hand in his.

"I just feel. . . empty." The Northern accent came out hollow.

"It'll get better," the blonde stated, adamantly.

"How can you know that? How can you speak of something you know absolutely nothing about? It's inside your head, all of the time. It burns."

"You'll cope with it, over time." The blonde gave the alien's hand a tight squeeze. "You'll fill your head with new things, new experiences."

"But how can you fill that? A whole entire species. Gone! My own species!" the alien's voice wasn't angry, now. . . just sad.

"You won't be able to fill it, just have things in front of you that seem more important."

"What? Saving planets? How can I go back to that when I couldn't even save my own?"

The icy blue eyes turned to the blonde's, searching for an answer, pleading for one.

"You're the Doctor. Not the destroyer of worlds, but the saviour of them."

The human had such a look of complete honesty in her words, such an utter belief in them, that the alien felt guilt-ridden about what he had just done.

"I couldn't save my own! What am I worth if I can only save other planets, except my own? I wasn't even s'pose to survive. A Delta Wave kills everything in it's path, but it didn't kill me! What does that make me? A traitor?"

"No," the blonde human stated firmly, leaving no area in her answer for dispute. "You did all you could, the only thing you could."

"It wasn't enough. To see all of the things I've seen. . . It makes you want to die," the alien's eyes turned downcast, and he slid his hand out of the small humans, and just started looking at his hands. "These hands didn't even kill them all. Someone else's did."

"I don't care, Doctor. You're still a good person on the inside. You are a good person who did something frightening, because there was no other choice." The human's eyes were begging, beseeching, trying to carry him out of the hole he had dragged himself into. "You're still the Doctor to me, and to all those who need you."

The human grabbed the hands of the alien. The alien had just realised that he was the Doctor, so he had get though it, no matter what. As the Universe didn't want to let go of him just yet.

"It's time for me to leave Doctor," the blonde reluctantly let go of the alien's hands, standing up and straightening out her dress pants, and then her blue jacket. "But remember what I said."

The human walked a few steps until she was stopped by the now-calm Doctor.

"What's your name? You seem to know mine, but I don't know yours."

"Rose, Doctor. My name is Rose."

With that, the human who was called "Rose" was swallowed up by the fast-flowing current of humans.

The Doctor sat there for a while, on the park bench, his thoughts changing every few seconds, not focusing completely on one thing, only forming half-thoughts.

Forcing himself back into the calm that "Rose" had brought to him, he came upon a realisation.

Of course he would go back to saving planets. It was what he was best at, after all.


"Rose, my name's Rose."

The Doctor's face momentarily held a look of shock, but he covered it up quickly by telling Rose to run away, to save herself.

Slamming the metal door, the Doctor let himself dwell on that memory from one of his darker times.

"Rose, Doctor. My name is Rose" is what Rose had said, like she had known him all of her life. But that Rose was older than this Rose, with shorter and slightly darker hair than the Rose he had just closed the door on.

Well, timelines were always crossing around him, so maybe that Rose was from the future. Sure seemed like it.

Shaking his head, the Doctor diverted his attention and then focused on the other matter at hand. Blowing up the building and ridding it of the Autons.

He did have one word to solve all of his problems, though. Fantastic.
I am listening to: "Max is Stable" - Evermore
Jennhailtherain on September 15th, 2010 04:28 am (UTC)
Interesting little twist on their first meeting. Or meetings, rather. I do love that last line. Fantastic, indeed, Nine. :D

Lovely work! You should think about adding it over at time_and_chips. Great Doctor/Rose community.
Manda /n/ Oobieoobiemcruby on September 15th, 2010 05:29 am (UTC)
Oh, thanks for reading it. Although, I wasn't too keen on the last line, it didn't seem. . . right some how. Glad you like it, though!

As for using time_and_chips, it seemed daunting somehow. :3
Jennhailtherain on September 15th, 2010 05:55 pm (UTC)
It showed a slightly different mindset than what we saw earlier, and it seemed to fit in with the way he acted during that part. Kinda goofy. XD

Daunting? Yes it is, not gonna lie. But go on and jump in! It's what I did. They're all really great over there, and very welcome to new people.
Manda /n/ Oobie: Nineoobiemcruby on September 16th, 2010 11:00 am (UTC)
I decided to jump in. . . Wish me luck!
Jenn: Ten hair in capslockhailtherain on September 16th, 2010 09:36 pm (UTC)
Woo! Good luck! :D
spellweaver731spellweaver731 on September 16th, 2010 10:51 pm (UTC)
Very nice...I do love a fic with some good timey-whimyness to it.
Manda /n/ Oobieoobiemcruby on September 17th, 2010 05:36 am (UTC)
Thanks! I do like fics like this too, I couldn't resist!
ms_sardonicusms_sardonicus on September 22nd, 2010 10:05 pm (UTC)
"I preferred this you," the blonde started, as if she was already midway through a conversation, and that he was supposed to understand. "This you was more passionate, the other one seemed to just dance around his emotions."

Yeah, me too. Great fic. Thanks for sharing.
Manda /n/ Oobie: Nineoobiemcruby on September 23rd, 2010 10:23 am (UTC)
I'm glad you liked it!

P.S. We have matching pictures, yay!