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who_contestTitle: Leaving this Earth...Together
Rating: PG
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Word Count: 590
Pairings or Characters: Ten2/Rose
Warnings: None
Summary: After being grounded on Earth, everyone gets their chance to travel again.
Soft giggles filled the two-seater, rag-top Mustang, as the Doctor and Rose drove home from Torchwood. The inky night was pierced by flashes of red and amber as cars ran on the other side of the road. Soft tones drifted from the radio and enveloped Rose and the Doctor in blissful happiness.
Another day at the office, the Doctor had called it, when they had finally gotten the chance to go home. Rose had been on an all day stake-out, and the Doctor had been penned up in his lab for hours trying to get a reaction out of an alien chemical they had discovered from a crater just outside of London.
The Doctor kept his eyes firmly locked on the road, while his hands gripped the wheel ever so often making a slight adjustment. Rose could see a small smile play across his lips; as she spoke to him about her very unsuccessful stake-out.
“How did you end up in a garbage can?” the Doctor asked, letting his eyes briefly leave the road to his wife, before quickly returning them.
“We haven’t figured it out yet,” Rose told him, with a light smile across her lips. “It felt like a teleport, but the taste in the air was off.”
“Maybe you tasted the garbage,” the Doctor joked.
Rose smiled, but shook her head.
“No,” she told him, as humor flitted on her tongue. “I can tell the difference between a teleport and week old pizza.”
“They’re very similar,” the Doctor countered seriously.
“You would know, with your oral fixation,” Rose told him.
“I don’t…” the Doctor started to retort, when his eyes grew wide.
“Doctor, look out!” Rose yelled.
Bright white lights were tearing around a corner and making their way towards Rose and the Doctor, at speeds the Doctor wasn’t sure the TARDIS could have reached, if she was still in this universe. The Doctor tired to swerve the wheel, but his reactions were in vain, as the lights and plowed into them.
Crash…Slam…Roll…Pain…Pain…Pain…
“Doctor?” Rose’s weak voice called out to him.
“Rose?” he said back, as he opened his eyes and looked into Rose’s in the light being cast by passing cars.
They didn’t know at the time, that those were the last words they would ever speak, but had they known…they would have been enchanted.
He hurt. He found it impossible to move his legs, for they were pinned within crushed front end of the car. He wasn’t sure that he would have been able to move them anyway, because they were the only placed he felt no pain…where he felt nothing.
Rose’s eyes held deep lines of agony, as blood trailed its way down her face. She drew ragged breaths and locked her eyes on her husband’s. She managed to cross her hand to lay it on top of his. The Doctor trailed his other arm painfully across to hers. He felt like it was taking ages, but he finally made it and covered Rose’s hand with his own. He glanced down at their hands, blood ran down his arm and onto their conjoined hands, but still he smiled.
The Doctor moved his fingers in minute movements that no one but Rose could have been able to detect. They locked eyes one more time, before they both closed their eyes and faded. Their hands were still touching, holding each other for eternity.
***
It was another half hour before paramedics arrived, but the husband and wife were already far away from Earth, traveling beyond the stars.
Rating: PG
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Word Count: 590
Pairings or Characters: Ten2/Rose
Warnings: None
Summary: After being grounded on Earth, everyone gets their chance to travel again.
Soft giggles filled the two-seater, rag-top Mustang, as the Doctor and Rose drove home from Torchwood. The inky night was pierced by flashes of red and amber as cars ran on the other side of the road. Soft tones drifted from the radio and enveloped Rose and the Doctor in blissful happiness.
Another day at the office, the Doctor had called it, when they had finally gotten the chance to go home. Rose had been on an all day stake-out, and the Doctor had been penned up in his lab for hours trying to get a reaction out of an alien chemical they had discovered from a crater just outside of London.
The Doctor kept his eyes firmly locked on the road, while his hands gripped the wheel ever so often making a slight adjustment. Rose could see a small smile play across his lips; as she spoke to him about her very unsuccessful stake-out.
“How did you end up in a garbage can?” the Doctor asked, letting his eyes briefly leave the road to his wife, before quickly returning them.
“We haven’t figured it out yet,” Rose told him, with a light smile across her lips. “It felt like a teleport, but the taste in the air was off.”
“Maybe you tasted the garbage,” the Doctor joked.
Rose smiled, but shook her head.
“No,” she told him, as humor flitted on her tongue. “I can tell the difference between a teleport and week old pizza.”
“They’re very similar,” the Doctor countered seriously.
“You would know, with your oral fixation,” Rose told him.
“I don’t…” the Doctor started to retort, when his eyes grew wide.
“Doctor, look out!” Rose yelled.
Bright white lights were tearing around a corner and making their way towards Rose and the Doctor, at speeds the Doctor wasn’t sure the TARDIS could have reached, if she was still in this universe. The Doctor tired to swerve the wheel, but his reactions were in vain, as the lights and plowed into them.
Crash…Slam…Roll…Pain…Pain…Pain…
“Doctor?” Rose’s weak voice called out to him.
“Rose?” he said back, as he opened his eyes and looked into Rose’s in the light being cast by passing cars.
They didn’t know at the time, that those were the last words they would ever speak, but had they known…they would have been enchanted.
He hurt. He found it impossible to move his legs, for they were pinned within crushed front end of the car. He wasn’t sure that he would have been able to move them anyway, because they were the only placed he felt no pain…where he felt nothing.
Rose’s eyes held deep lines of agony, as blood trailed its way down her face. She drew ragged breaths and locked her eyes on her husband’s. She managed to cross her hand to lay it on top of his. The Doctor trailed his other arm painfully across to hers. He felt like it was taking ages, but he finally made it and covered Rose’s hand with his own. He glanced down at their hands, blood ran down his arm and onto their conjoined hands, but still he smiled.
The Doctor moved his fingers in minute movements that no one but Rose could have been able to detect. They locked eyes one more time, before they both closed their eyes and faded. Their hands were still touching, holding each other for eternity.
***
It was another half hour before paramedics arrived, but the husband and wife were already far away from Earth, traveling beyond the stars.
