What Might Have Been 5/?
Jul. 27th, 2006 08:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mari4212Last post for the night, I promise.
Fandom: Doctor Who
Title: What Might Have Been, part five
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Up through season two, episode four: The Girl in the Fireplace, then it veers into AU
Author's Notes: Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ljmckay, who betaed this while out on an intensive summer course. Now there's dedication.
Previous posts are: here http://mari4212.livejournal.com/85585.html for part one , here
http://mari4212.livejournal.com/88743.html for part two, here http://mari4212.livejournal.com/105066.html for part three, and here: http://mari4212.livejournal.com/109920.html for part four.
Rose had been very upset about something, he knew it. She was still somewhat upset, he thought. But she wasn’t talking to him about it, which was very inconvenient. It meant that he was left with simple observation and deduction to find out what was wrong and how to fix it. And that was harder to do than normal because she’d started avoiding being with him all of a sudden. He couldn’t just sit and wait for her to come into the console room when she got bored, like she used to do.
It wasn’t Mickey leaving, he knew, because he’d noticed her looking somewhat down before that. And it wasn’t that she was bored of their adventures, or tired of the dangers. For one, if she really was fed up with it, she would have left with Mickey or asked to stay on the following trip back to visit with Jackie. For another, she was actually throwing herself more into their adventures, not less. She’d even spotted the tyrannical government faster than he had the last time out.
It wasn’t a problem with Reinette, either. He’d thought it might be, but three days ago he’d noticed the two of them sitting together at the kitchen table, talking away like mad, and ever since then they’d been as thick as thieves. No, whatever was upsetting Rose, it had to do specifically with him. And that bothered him. Rose was his dearest friend in this regeneration, he loved her. He shouldn’t be upsetting her, and if he was, something needed to change.
Right then. He’d track her down and force her to have it out with him. Right now he was even willing to let her hit him like Jackie’d done, if it would make her feel better.
Fandom: Doctor Who
Title: What Might Have Been, part five
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Up through season two, episode four: The Girl in the Fireplace, then it veers into AU
Author's Notes: Thanks to
ljmckay, who betaed this while out on an intensive summer course. Now there's dedication. Previous posts are: here http://mari4212.livejournal.com/85585.html for part one , here
http://mari4212.livejournal.com/88743.html for part two, here http://mari4212.livejournal.com/105066.html for part three, and here: http://mari4212.livejournal.com/109920.html for part four.
Rose had been very upset about something, he knew it. She was still somewhat upset, he thought. But she wasn’t talking to him about it, which was very inconvenient. It meant that he was left with simple observation and deduction to find out what was wrong and how to fix it. And that was harder to do than normal because she’d started avoiding being with him all of a sudden. He couldn’t just sit and wait for her to come into the console room when she got bored, like she used to do.
It wasn’t Mickey leaving, he knew, because he’d noticed her looking somewhat down before that. And it wasn’t that she was bored of their adventures, or tired of the dangers. For one, if she really was fed up with it, she would have left with Mickey or asked to stay on the following trip back to visit with Jackie. For another, she was actually throwing herself more into their adventures, not less. She’d even spotted the tyrannical government faster than he had the last time out.
It wasn’t a problem with Reinette, either. He’d thought it might be, but three days ago he’d noticed the two of them sitting together at the kitchen table, talking away like mad, and ever since then they’d been as thick as thieves. No, whatever was upsetting Rose, it had to do specifically with him. And that bothered him. Rose was his dearest friend in this regeneration, he loved her. He shouldn’t be upsetting her, and if he was, something needed to change.
Right then. He’d track her down and force her to have it out with him. Right now he was even willing to let her hit him like Jackie’d done, if it would make her feel better.