SOMETHING OLD, SOMETHING NEW
A/N: Part of this chapter is rated M for some playtime in the shower. Chapter Sixteen (Meanwhile, in the other universe…) The TARDIS silently spun through the swirling vortex. It wasn’t going to any particular destination, at least not for the moment. The sole occupant was keeping her there, so he wouldn’t have to spend any more time on Earth. Inside the little blue box, the rotor churned up and down rhythmically inside the central column. Its strange wheezing was the only sound in the vast interior of the ancient time ship. At the back of the roundel covered wall stood a lone figure. He was slumped against it, lost in his thoughts and memories. His rain soaked hair had dried, but was still matted to his head. Tearstains were on his freckled face, evidence of the tears that had long since dried up. He had cried a lot since he left Donna behind, cried and cried until he was too exhausted to cry any more. Then, once the crying stopped, depression sunk in and he found himself wandering the empty corridors silently cursing the universe for forcing him to destroy the life of his best friend and leave her a shell of her former self. He missed her terribly, missed her laughter, her teasing, her blunt way of speaking that was irritating, but at the same time refreshing. When he had first met her he didn’t realize just how dear a friend she would become to him and how powerful an ally. The fact that she was ripped away from him before they had even seen a tenth of what he had wanted to show her filled him with uncontrollable rage and when he wasn’t crying, he was pounding the walls with his fists screaming out all the frustration and anger he had bottled up inside that once more, he was forced to be alone. The TARDIS, his one constant in all of this turmoil, ached with him and he could sense her attempts to soothe his mind and give him some peace. He knew she meant well, but he didn’t want to feel better at the moment and so, after the third attempt at invading his mind, he screamed at her to back off and she retreated from his mind, leaving him by himself. He leaned up, not wanting to hear the rotor any longer since it reminded him of all the places he could have taken her and shuffled slowly out of the room. As he walked, he felt like both his hearts were dragging the floor, weighing him down with immeasurable sorrow. He wandered aimlessly along, not really seeing or caring where he was going. All he could think about was what he had done to the two most faithful companions he had ever had. The images of Donna and Rose begging and pleading with him tore at his hearts. Both women had loved him in their own way, both had sworn to be with him forever and both had paid a steep price for their undying loyalty. The Doctor bit back a sob when he saw their faces in his mind. The horrified looks on both their faces when they found out what was going to happen to them. Their pleas that fell on deaf ears because he had to do the right thing. Once again, he had to ignore his own selfish desires and do what had to be done, no matter how much it hurt him. He mourned both their losses. His poor Donna who became half a Time Lord, saved them all and had to have her memories erased, so she could keep on living and Rose, his Rose, who had risked death and possible entrapment in the void to come find him, he had dumped her back in the other universe with a carbon copy of himself that never should have known life. Thinking of Rose standing on that beach with the anguished look on her face made his hearts fill like they were in a vise and he felt his eyes well up with unshed tears. “My angel, I’m so sorry, please forgive me,” he said aloud. “I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t want to do this, but…it’s better this way. You can have a life now; you can have everything you’ve ever wanted with my double. Everything I could never give you, you can now have with him.” But even as he spoke, he knew that they were just hollow, empty words. Because he still wanted Rose more than anything in the universe. When he lay there in the street near death, her face comforted him and when they hugged after he was healed, he felt like he had won the lottery. He had borne the heartache of watching his TARDIS burning in the center core of the Crucible because Rose was there holding his hand. The fact that she was beside him in the vault gave him the strength he needed to stand against Davros. He had been so proud of her. Not once had she whimpered or cried or begged for mercy. She had stood there bravely, never flinching or showing any fear. One of his most deadliest enemies and she didn’t even bat an eyelid at him. His Rose, his courageous angel, how could he have just dumped her off and walked away without a backward glance? What was wrong with him? “She was right. She was right all along. I just dropped her off and left her behind,” he said softly. “Just like I did all the others.” Rage began to take hold of his mind. “And I left her with that…clone,” he snarled. “I’m not good enough to be with Rose Tyler, but a clone is?” He shook his head. “No, I did the right thing. He’s half human. She can grow old with him now.” He shook his head. “But, she could have grown old with me too. She wouldn’t have minded one bit if I had never aged. Just as long as we were together, that’s all that mattered to her.” He leaned up against the wall and slid down to the floor. “The universe offers me a rare chance to take back what I lost and I blew it. Because of me, she’s now stuck forever with that…abnormality that looks like me, but isn’t me. You are a bloody fool, Doctor. A sodding idiot!” He lowered his head to his hands. “Oh God, I would give anything to be with her right now,” he moaned. “I just hope I did the right thing because I’m going to be paying for this for the rest of my lives.” (The other universe…) “Ah!” Alan said, coming through the door of their room with two filled rucksacks. “A good day’s shopping, I think.” “Yeah, but we still need to get some kit,” Rose said coming in the door behind him. “We’ll have to ask and see if there are any clothing shops around.” “Doesn’t matter to me at the moment. I’m just glad we got shampoo. I’m feeling scummy and I want a shower before we go eat.” He carried the rucksacks into the bathroom and sorted through them pulling out the toiletries. He laid them on the sink counter and set the rucksacks back outside the door. “See you in a bit,” he said. “Unless…” “Unless what?” He waggled his eyebrows. “Unless you want a shower too?” he said hopefully. Rose grinned. “Gee, now that you mention it, I do feel like showering at the moment.” Alan grinned. “Well, no sense in wasting water then. Conservation and all, gotta do our part for the planet,” he said, taking her hand. “Well, wait a minute; shouldn’t we get the condoms out then?” Alan thought. “Do you want to go that far?” “Not really, I’d rather just snog and save the condoms for tonight. That way we’ll have something to do while we’re lying in bed.” Alan nodded. “Good idea. Plus, it’s getting late and I’m getting a bit hungry. Not to mention seeing if we can rustle up some kit for our journey. So little time and so much to do, so we’ll save the heavy stuff for when we complete our day’s errands.” Rose nodded. She walked with him into the bathroom and he closed the door. They stood there slowly undressing each other, making sure to caress one another’s skin in the process. Then, when they were completely naked, Alan walked over, turned the tap on and turned on the shower. He arranged the toiletries on the rim around the bathtub and when he was done, he turned and extended his hand to Rose. “Come,” he said with a come-hither look on his face. “Ooo, how can I resist?” They stepped into the bathtub and Alan pulled back the shower curtain. He stood for a moment taking in the sight of a warm, wet Rose Tyler before he lowered his lips to her neck and began to gently suck on it. He felt himself get hard when Rose let out a gasp and embraced him tightly. He concentrated on her neck while Rose caressed his back and ran her fingernails up and down it. He leaned up and caught her lips as the water cascaded down their bodies. Both of them snogged each other passionately, running their hands all over each other’s wet bodies. After a few minutes, Alan broke off the kiss and leaned over to get the shampoo. He put a dab in his hand and waggled his eyebrows as he rubbed it around in his palm. She moaned softly when he began to lather into her hair making sure to massage her scalp in the process. He watched her with love in his eyes when she closed her eyes and let her mouth drop open. “Oh God…Alan,” she moaned. “That feels so good.” Alan leaned forward and kissed her nose. He looked at the remaining lather on his hands and with a grin, ran it over her bare breasts, his heart leaping when he heard the ecstatic gasp that came from her mouth. He put his hands on her hips and guided her under the water. Once she was there he ran his fingers through her hair watching as the lather ran down the strands onto her shoulders and then down onto her arms and body. His hands followed the lather trail and he rubbed his hands up and down her body making her moan and groan in the process. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. “My turn now,” he whispered in her ear. “And don’t get too excited at washing my hair and rip the follicles out by the roots.” Rose giggled at that. Alan stepped to the back of the tub while she grabbed the shampoo and did the same thing he did with the dab in her hands. She hesitated a moment, taking pleasure in the eager look on his face before she began to lather his hair. Alan’s eyes rolled back in his head and he shut his lids reveling in the myriad of sensations that were coursing through his body. His breath caught in his throat when Rose leaned in and nipped the side of his neck. Then, he felt her run her hand down his chest and his heart beat faster when she kept on going towards his genitals. “Yes, lower, lower,” he moaned. Rose giggled and stopped her finger just above his penis. Alan opened his eyes halfway and noticed the impish grin on her face. “Did anyone ever tell you that you were a little tease?” he asked. “Mmm, maybe.” Her finger went a fraction of an inch lower. “Why? Are you expecting me to do something?” she asked innocently. “Well, it would be nice if you finished what you started.” “And what would you like me to finish?” Rose asked sweetly. Alan raised his eyebrow. “Do I need to say it?” “Mm-hmm, because you know I’m just a silly ape that doesn’t understand ya half the time, so you have to be very clear with me exactly what you want. So, what do you want me to do?” “I want you to take that roaming finger of yours and run it down my penis.” “Oh really? Because I was under the impression we weren’t gonna do stuff like this right now. Because we were pressed for time what with clothes shopping and all. Plus, you still got shampoo in your hair and…” She gasped when Alan grabbed her hand and put it on his penis. “Less gab, more grab,” he said. “Well, if you insist…” Alan almost lost his mind when Rose began to stroke him. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall thinking to himself how much of a lucky bastard he was. He gasped when Rose took his balls with her free hand and began to fondle both areas. She leaned in and kissed his cheek. “Do you like that?” she purred. Alan made a sound somewhere between a groan and a grunt. “What? I didn’t quite get that. I said, do you like that?” “Gah-huh,” Alan managed to get out. Rose chuckled, kissed his cheek and nuzzled it. “You are everything to me,” she said. “Rose, oh Roooooose,” Alan moaned. “More, please.” Rose released his balls and concentrated on his penis. She rubbed it faster and faster while Alan moaned and writhed in front of her. “Oh God…” he moaned. “Amo’tiri, my love, oh yes…” He trailed off when the sensations overpowered his mind. He felt himself nearing climax and he managed a thought about how time travel was shite compared to this before he finally came and screamed out the name of the woman he loved. Once he was finished, he slumped over and grasped Rose as she gently kissed his cheek. “Oh God, that was incredible,” he moaned. “If that was a starter, I can’t wait for the main course…” He was cut short when he heard someone pounding on the front door. “Rose? Alan? What’s going on in there?” they heard Jackie saying as she pounded. “What the hell are you two doing?” Alan looked at Rose. “Um…oops, yelled a bit too loudly, I guess,” he said as Rose giggled. “Didn’t realize Leatherface was back. I hope she doesn’t come in here with a chainsaw and castrate me for this.” “Rose! What’s going on?” “NOTHING MUM, WE’RE JUST HAVING A SHOWER!” There was a short pause. “OH, HELL, HE BETTER HAVE SOME PROTECTION ON, YOUNG LADY!” they heard her scream. “That’s it, Jackie, advertise to all of Norway that we’re shagging in the shower,” Alan moaned. “HE DOES, MUM.” Alan looked at her. “Well, I want her to go away just as much as you do,” she said. They waited a moment, but heard nothing further from Jackie. “I guess she left,” Rose said. “Yes and now I’ll never hear the end of it. Just do me a favor, find a clothing shop, so I can buy some socks that I can stuff in my mouth tonight. I really don’t want the harpy banging on the door right when I’m coming.” Rose giggled and kissed his cheek. “Buy a pair of socks for my extremely loud screamer, got it,” she said. Alan looked at the shower. “Listen, as much as I’d love to stand here and scream some more, I’d really rather get this shower over with and get the hell away from here before she finds us and starts asking questions. So, if you could just rinse my hair off and finish up, that’d be just great.” Rose nodded. She stepped back and held Alan’s hands while he rinsed the lather off his hair.
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