Waste The Night - Chapter 7MONTH: 7.
The situation can’t be any more critical than it is right now. Both Rose and I thought she could have gone through that pregnancy without any other major incident but we are both wrong. I have thought that the Wolf would stay into her a bit longer, that it would be enough until the day Rose would have to give birth, but I had overestimated the power that has been left into Rose, and I really hate myself for this. She was left defenceless and only has her weak human body to face the growth of a half alien, half human baby. Which is clearly not enough. And everyone can see it now. There’s no way to hide it anymore. Rose has felt pretty good for a few days after the Wolf was gone. She could still walk around a bit, and the baby seemed to be pretty quiet, leaving its mummy in peace. But it didn’t last. One morning, she felt so weak she couldn’t even get up from bed.
Of course, after Rose fainted in her room,
Just hold onIt was late that night and Maxence Spitz had just stopped working. He was working as a home nurse and had been visiting his patients all day. Now he was exhausted and really wanted to go back home. Maybe he would find some pizzeria or fast food open all night to eat something before going straight to his bed. Today had been a long day, but he wasn’t complaining. He loved his job and he loved people, he loved hearing their stories about their everyday life. He was a good listener and people often talked to him about everything, saying that he always knew what to say to them. There were things he didn’t know though, some questions he couldn’t answer and that always left him a bit sad but he couldn’t do much about it except learning, and learning was also something he was good at. But sometimes the theory wasn’t enough to face the reality of things. He was gonna learn it just now.
He was walking to his car, passing close to a small dark alleyway when he heard
The UnforgivenOnce upon a time, there was a young woman whose name was Rose Tyler. She was small, but she was strong. She was clever, and she was the nicest person on Earth. She was a volunteer in a lot of charity organisations to help the most penniless people around. She was living in a small village, close to a huge forest, and she was the most beautiful woman on Earth. Her mother was crazy about her, and all the boys wanted her to take them as her boyfriend. Whenever she was asked by a suitor, she just smiled and went on her way. She didn’t feel ready to have a boyfriend, and even if she was flattered with those demands and compliments, she refused to be anything more than just a friend to them. One of them, a guy she had known since forever called Mickey Smith, offered her a wonderful red hood she was wearing all the time when she had to go out. She was given the name of Little Red Riding Hood.
One day, her mother did some cooking for the penniless people Rose was taking care of and put i
Mother's DayNinth Doctor
Over 900 years of traveling time and space and he was sure he hadn’t had anyone get under his skin like Captain Jack Harkness. He thought about this as he listened to Jack recall yet another of his outrageous – both in itself and in its amount of sexual content – stories to Rose while they gathered around the console within the TARDIS. He knew though that it was more because of Rose and not so much Jack that this was the case, more because of how she was listening to and laughing with someone else now, not just him. They had all just escaped an ordeal in Kyoto, Japan in the year 1336 which was incidentally far more of an interesting excursion than the one they had made to Raxacoricofallapatorius to return the egg of a Slitheen. Jack was certainly useful. He was smart, quick, maybe too bold at times and a tiny bit reckless in others but generally – assuming he wasn’t openly flirting with any or all of the local species – he was reli
Always Be HereIt wasn't like the Doctor to be so dark and brooding for long periods of time. Rose tried to talk to him but he shut her out, ignored her. They hadn't left the TARDIS in a few days. Rose wasn't even sure if theh were still in the vortex or if they'd landed.
She found him in what she called his study, a room with a desk, shelves of books, and an oversized leather armchair. He was sitting in the chair and for the first time, Rose thought he looked so small. His head was in his hands, elbows resting on the desk. He didn't look up when she came beside him.
All she did was sit on the rug and stay silent, a tactic she hadn't tried yet. He reached down, searching for her hand and held it tightly, like he was afraid she would disappear. A few moments later he began to speak softly.
"200 years ago, Rose."
She stayed quiet, waiting to see if he'd continue.
"Roughly 200 years ago, I killed everyone. The Time War ended. Everything ended and I'm alone." He looked at her, the only tear sh
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