The Idiot's Lantern - Two

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"Oh, er, good man, Crabtree. Here we are, Doctor. Take a good look. See what you can deduce." The man walked the person in. The Doctor turned around and his face fell noticing the pink skirt and pink high heels.

"Rose." He said as the cloth covering her face wall pulled off showing the empty blank face.

"You know her?" Bishop asked.

"Know her? She..." the Doctor stopped. Rita looked at Rose words unable to describe her feelings the best she could think of was: guilt, sadness and just being empty, she should have gone with her but she didn't she cowered away from it going with the Doctor knowing fully well what would happen. A tear slipped out of her eye and rolled down her face. The Doctor slowly moved his hand and rested it besides what once was the blonde's cheek. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that the brunette looked broken and was definitely blaming herself. It's not her fault he repeatedly told himself. This was a fixed point that she could not change. He turned to the brunette pulling her into a hug resting his chin on top of her head. "It's not your fault" he whispered into her hair. He knew she was crying from the sudden gentle movement in her head and the tight hold she had on his suit jacket clinging on trying to tell herself what he was telling her. She didn't hear the first part of what the detectives were saying but her head snapped up at the mentioning of Rose being on her own.


"Heavens help us if something happens in public tomorrow for the big day. We'll have Torchwood on our backs then, make no mistake." Rita's grip on the Doctors jacket tightened even more.

"Forget them" she mumbled.

"They did what?" The Doctor asked through gritted teeth not turning away from the brunette or Rose.

"I'm sorry?" Bishop asked.

"They left her where?" He repeated the title 'The Oncoming Storm' clearly showing.

"Just in the street." Bishop answered.

"In the street. They left her in the street." Rita released her grip her face showing the same anger as the Doctors now. "They took her face and just chucked her out and left her in the street. And as a result, that makes things simple. Very, very simple. Do you know why?" He asked.

"No."

"Because now, Detective Inspector Bishop, there is no power on this Earth that can stop me. Come on!" He took the brunette's hand her face showing the same determination as his running out of the office they were in and exiting the warehouse.

He stopped just outside the warehouse holding the brunette firmly by her shoulder and slightly bending down a little so he was matching her height. "Don't blame yourself" He told her. "I need you here, you know what happens and I don't, we will get Rose back I promise." He looked into her hazel eyes glassy with tears she was holding back looking sore and red from the quiet crying from before. She definitely did not believe all of his words, definitely, it not being her fault but she trusted him with her life so she listened nodded and followed, his hand still with hers keeping her just that bit stronger to push on. The Doctor ran with Rita down the street heading towards the Connolly house. He rang the doorbell his face full of anger the face that hadn't changed except when he talked to the brunette next to him. The door slowly opened and Tommy saw the Doctor, Rita and Bishop. "Tommy, talk to me. I need to know exactly what happened inside your house." He told the boy. The door then swung open and Mister Connolly stood there and spoke loudly at the boy.

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