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Rose Tyler ([personal profile] banished_dame) wrote2007-12-31 01:37 pm

[MtM] December - Fears on the Pavement

If she could only see angels above her and fears on the floor.
And she needs to discover she wants more and more and more.


The church wasn't like she remembered it, but it was still the same church, still the same building, and still the same odd musty smell that she figured came from the books. The bibles with well worn pages, being flipped and thumbed through with dry skin and wetted fingertips just to get a better grip on the thin velum that the ink was stained to. She knew they weren't meant to be there. Yet again it was one more trip that never was meant to go the way it had. But things had gone back, so really the trip on some level probably never even existed, except for the memory she had of it all... and the story she remembered growing up.

The story was what made her realize that she was exactly where she was supposed to be. In that exact moment, doing that exact thing. It wasn't fate, or destiny it was just what was meant to be. She was meant to watch him, to have that final look into his eyes as he left her... left her once more.

It was a bit like visiting the spot where someone famous had died. Walking around waiting for the guided tour, trying to see if there's a shop to buy some collectible spoon for her mum, or just a postcard to let someone know that they wished they could've been there too.

"Rose!"

"Yeah... comin' just a'bit," her voice carried away from her, echoing in the ceilings back down to her until she could almost feel it surround her. It was funny how a building could have such life to it, and yet all at the same time feel so dead.

He was standing there... right on the spot. Two white Converse All-Stars laced up tight and his glasses on with that furrowed brow expression pacing around. All she could do was stare at the ground though. That spot on the pavement where everything stopped... where she'd saved him once, and then the world unraveled from that very spot. Like a spinning top just going around and around, like the car on the infinite loop. Until it finally settled onto it's side skittering away from it all.

"Here? Rose..."

"Hmmm?" His touch to her arm brought her line of sight back to his, and she could see that he wasn't trying to rush her... just try to figure it out. Her hand went to her hair, threading through fingers until it felt a bit tight at the back of her head, "Yeah... right there. I mean you were here too... kinda."

The Doctor leaned down and did one thing that Rose would never quite get used to him doing as he licked the pavement.

"Oh... really, you ought'a figure out a different way of doin' that... really..." Rose knew the situation wouldn't present itself but now... even if it had she'd never even dream of it now that his tongue had been on the pavement.

Taking her hand out of her hair she shoved them into her jacket pockets, feeling a chill around her for the moment as her head tipped up to the sky. It was surreal to her to think that she'd been there before, watching him go from right at her feet, right where she could've saved him... to somewhere else.

If she could believe in heaven after everything she'd seen... all the horrible things in the universe that shouldn't be really happening, at least not that a God she knew about would allow... but maybe it's all for a reason. Maybe because things are already happening a thousand times a single second, that it's all going to be fine.

"Figure it out?"

The Doctor stood up, resting his hand to her shoulder in comfort mostly, but also to steady himself as he put away the Sonic screwdriver into his jacket pocket, "Just an echo... the event repeated so many times it ended up with a wave... like a ripple and it'll fade out eventually. Come on... other things to find, adventures to have."

His hand was there... she knew it was there, reaching out to pull her back, to bring her into the world that she wanted to be in. Because the world that everyone else had to live in... felt like an echo to her now, and eventually she knew it'd fade out too.

ooc

[identity profile] rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com 2008-01-01 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Very good! I love how he licked the pavement. That's such a Doctor thing to do!

I love the description of the scene, down to the vellum paper and how everything smells and feels. It sets up the story wonderfully.