thedoctorwiththeangelandgenius:
Rose was only half listening to what sound like nonsense to her. They were on one TARDIS, and the two men were making it sound like the three of them were all one person. That was crazy…
Rose’s mind was reeling. She was trying to keep up with the conversation going on around her, but the two men and the one woman were talking hullabaloo. She was starting to believe that what they were saying about there being three Doctors on the ship was true. They certainly sounded like him with their intelligent technobabble. She stood up next to Donna after listening to the pinstriped Doctor ask the woman what sounded like inappropriate questions.
“Yes. What can we do to help?”
thedoctorwiththeangelandgenius:
Amy and Rory were fine, just unconscious in the gaming room from what she could read. She was staring at the console intently. A perfect merge, she put a hand on her stomach as it felt a bit wiggly in there….
Rose was only half listening to what sound like nonsense to her. They were on one TARDIS, and the two men were making it sound like the three of them were all one person. That was crazy though. She heard their responses and reactions to her. They sounded strained and forcefully nonchalant. If they were the future, where was she? She never thought that she would leave this strange life she had with the Doctor.
She tensed when the ginger woman came over and began talking to her only to relax when she gave a look of comfort. Still kneeling beside Nine, she nodded in response before finding her voice.
“Yes. I suppose. I don’t understand though. They’re all the same man?”
thedoctorwiththeangelandgenius:
The last thing Rose remembered was sitting on the beaten up pilot seat flipping through a magazine. However, in the blink of an eye, she was on the glass floor surrounded by smoke. Hold on….
Rose looked around as the smoke in the room dissipated. She could finally see the people in the room clearly. There was a man who looked like a gangly professor, a tall, thin man with really great hair, a fiery redhead, and a strange woman. The looks that she received from the two men were slightly unnerving. It was as if they new her. They were almost longing looks. The young girl pushed it to the back of her mind when she heard the man in tweed saying that this was his TARDIS. It was bright and shiny. Nothing like the Doctor’s.
“Your TARDIS? …Wait. Three Doctors? Is that some kind of title for a certain group of Time Lords?”
While trying to contemplate the presence of three Doctors, Rose remembered hers. She took another quick look around and saw him out cold on the floor. She rushed to his side and checked to see if her was breathing. The young companion glanced up at the two other men with a fixed glare.
“What have you done to him?”
thedoctorwiththeangelandgenius:
Flying smoothly was what they called it. When the group of them were flying smoothly. They were just in the vortex, she was monitoring the status of everything and everything seemed fine. Amelia and Rory were in…
The last thing Rose remembered was sitting on the beaten up pilot seat flipping through a magazine. However, in the blink of an eye, she was on the glass floor surrounded by smoke. Hold on. The glass floor. She frowned at this realization. The TARDIS floor was grated. Where was she?
She sat up and tried to wave away the smoke around her. Suddenly, she heard unfamiliar voices. Two men by the sound of it. Scratch that. Two men and a woman who just joined in. As the smoke began to clear, she could start to make them out. Standing, she decided to make her presence known with a bit of assertiveness.
“Excuse me. Who are you? Where’s the Doctor?”
