Forget Me Not

When the TARDIS takes the Doctor (that'd be the tenth, ladies and gents) and Rose to an obscure little cottage in the middle of nowhere, they are faced with a dangerous alien, as the Doctor always is, and the underlying relationship that all of us Whovians know exist between the Doctor and Rose comes into the light. It's the story that Russell T Davies and Steven Moffat would never give their fans the satisfaction of seeing- but that's what I'm here for. Allons-y!

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2. The Cottage

They had to yell to hear each other over the howling wind, so they walked in silence until they neared a little building. It had two stories, a front porch, and a back yard with a thoroughly frozen garden. There were beds of flowers with icy outer shells two centimeters thick. The fact that there were still flowers in existence during a storm like that made the Doctor a bit suspicious, but he didn't want to worry Rose, so he kept quiet.   

Standing on the front porch, the Doctor knocked on the door. It was a quaint little cottage, with a hand-made wooden sign hanging in the window.   

"'Miss Marie's Bed and Breakfast.' Oh, how lovely!" The Doctor knocked again, and a faint "Just a minute!" was heard from behind the door. The Doctor made a face at the voice's general direction, and Rose laughed.   

A small, frail old lady opened the door, wearing a nightgown with pastel flowers on it and a thin scarf around her neck. "Come on in, let's get you two out of that cold," she said as she waved them inside, leaning on her walker.   

Inside, everything was made of wood. The floor, the ceiling, the door frames, the furniture; literally everything was made of wood.   

The lady who showed them in slowly closed the door and quietly said, "I'm Marie, but everyone calls me Miss Marie. How do you do?"  

"Oh, very well, thank you. And yourself?" The Doctor was being very polite, beaming at the lady who kindly welcomed them inside.   

"Good, good, thank you. I take it you to need a room then?" Miss Marie walked towards the staircase and pointed upstairs. "All of the rooms for travelers are up there. They're all empty, except for Room 5, at the end of the hall. Please don't go near there, that man does not want to be disturbed. He sometimes makes noises, but you should disregard them, I assure you he's not dangerous. Have a nice stay, dearies."   

"Thank you, Miss Marie!" Rose called down the hall, and Miss Marie nodded her head with a smile of acknowledgement.   

When they got upstairs, they found five total doorways, each spaced far from the others. The doors were all open, except for the one at the end of the hall. It had a wooden 5 hanging on the door.   

"I wonder what she's keeping in there," Rose murmured. The Doctor, in the doorway of Room 2, turned to her. He had a feeling she'd catch on.   

"Why do you suspect she's keeping something in there?" he asked, wondering if she saw anything that he didn't take note of.   

"Well, she's got a bed and breakfast out on the middle of nowhere, for starters."  

"Right." He was ticking off on his fingers the things she was listing while pacing up and down the hallway.   

"And she's got nobody here except for what's in that room," Rose went on.   

"Right."  

"And she runs this place on her own, but she's got a walker..."  

"Right."  

"And just as a side note, everything here is made out of wood!"  

"Ahh, my dear Rose, that's where you're wrong!" The Doctor took out his sonic screwdriver and aimed it at the wall of the hallway. The little blue light shined off of the wall like it was metallic rather than wooden.   

"This may seem like wood, but actually, it's the same metal that made up Satellite 5." He knocked on the wood, and it made a sound like a soft tap on metal. "It's just painted over."  

"But why would she paint the metal to make everything look wooden?"  

"I'm not sure. Let's pick a room and look around more in the morning... Rose! My goodness! You're soaked! Quickly, let's get you dry and warm." The Doctor hadn't noticed that Rose was dripping wet because they were both deeply concentrated on the peculiarity of the cottage in which they stood, but when the Doctor looked back at Rose, she had left a puddle on the rug she was standing on.   

Rose hadn't noticed how cold she was until the Doctor had pointed it out. She was shivering, her teeth were chattering. She quickly walked into the nearest room, Room 4. 

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