He can’t exactly remember what it’s like, but he’s pretty sure he has a family now.
“Finally they get to this wrecked, deserted, nighttime, Dalek-invaded street, civilazation gone. And from the greatest possible distance, there they are: her with her great big gun and him with the TARDIS. And they run towards each other, like the biggest romance you’ve ever seen. - Russell T. Davies
Happy Birthday April! [3/7]
”I made my choice a long time ago, and I’m never gonna leave you”
”You know the thing you need most of all? You need a hand to hold."
PAIRING: Ten x Rose
SUMMARY: Being left behind was hard,it was always hard. It felt as if your heart was being stabbed with knives. It had happened before, so it was not a new feeling. But there wasn’t really a choice to make. That was what hurt the most. Her happiness was always what mattered and that was something that he couldn’t give her. He couldn’t share her forever anymore. *Post an AU Journey’s end *
AUTHOR’S NOTE: I don’t think that it’s a really good idea to start a new fanfic when I already have three WIP’s buuuuut, I had this little plot bunny thing-y buncing up and down in my mind so, there you go! Also, this happens post an alternative end in Journey’s End which will be revealed later in the fic.
Thanks to the lovely thebadwolfthatwaited for the beta :)
Part 1 PART 2
The Doctor’s eyes snapped open. That dream…it had felt so realistic.
He felt disoriented when he saw his surroundings. When the heck had he asked the Tardis to re-paint his room? He liked the blue colour of his walls! Why had she painted them green?
Bouncing a little bit in his bed he noticed the squeak of it.
“That’s weird…my bed wasn’t all squeaky the last time I slept. And why is it so quiet?” He thought.
And that’s when the reality hit him. Right in the head like if someone had dropped a bucket full of cold water. He didn’t believe in a God. He didn’t believe in a Devil. He had seen the start of the universe just as he had seen the end. “Weeeeell, end-ish.” But, oh how he was praying for all to be part of a joke. The tricky thing was that he knew that that wasn’t a joke nor was a dream; that this time there wasn’t a fob watch holding his previous life.
With a trembling hand he touched the left side of his pyjama-clad chest.
He then moved it to his right side with closed eyes and tears pecking into the corners of his eyes.
That feeling opened a door that for centuries had been closed in his mind. The door of the dark room that held the presence of all the people that he had lost; the one that had frames with images of all the lives that he had destroyed.
Ohhh, but the best was right the middle; framed in gold, was the paint of the memory that had made him feel more dead than alive. It was like a picture taken from his point of view; he could see the outside of The Tadis with one of her door’s opened and the figures of a sad Donna Noble and his Time-Lord self in the background. A conversation replayed in his ears.
“Why are you doing this?” She said.
“Because I promised that I would always bring you home safe. And I can’t protect you. Not with a single life. Also, your home is with him and the old girl, not here stuck in a parallel version of where you used to be. You deserve to be happy and to be loved. You promised him -me- forever, remember? You don’t want to break that promise now, do you? Go with him; make him end the phrase that he couldn’t after Canary Wharf and take care of yourself, Shiver.” He said as he stepped back joining Jackie.
A weeping Rose only nodded as she turned around and started to walk back to where The Tardis, The Doctor and Donna were.
“Wait!” The meta-crisis Doctor screamed just as she was halfway there.
She turned around surprised to hear his voice again.
“One last favour!”
“Yeah?” She said in a barely audible voice.
“Have a good life. Do that for me, Rose. Have a fantastic life.”
Rose covered her mouth with both of her hands trying to muffle her sobs and through the fresh tears that were streaming down her face she nodded, turning around and running the short distance that separated her from The Tardis.
The doors closed and the characteristic ‘wroop’ sound that came after her dematerialisation became an echo in the emptiness of his heart.
He was suddenly pulled back to reality by a soft knock on his bedroom door.
The wooden door cracked open a bit and a blonde head popped through. His eyes failed him for a millisecond; his stupid mind making him believe that his prayer had been answered . A voice spoke and his heart fell to his stomach.
“Oh, did I wake you?” Jackie said as she entered his room closing the door behind her.
“No…I had just woken up a few minutes before you knocked.” He said looking down at the white duvet that was still covering the bottom half of his body all of sudden very intrigued by the patterns on it.
“Hey, what’s wrong? She said as she sat on the edge of the bed right in front of him.
“Nah, nothing to worry about, just this silly human body that I haven’t gotten used to yet.”
“What happened? Do you feel something wrong?”
He sighed, raising his head to look at her, a sad and resigned look in his eyes.
“No, I’m fine, no…wait…I do feel something” He said looking at some invisible point above Jackie’s right shoulder.
“What? What is it? Do I need to call Pete? He can take you to Torchwood so they can examine you. But you need to tell me what you feel! Fever? Nausea? Headache? Sinusitis? Oh god, don’t tell me that it’s your heart! Does your left arm feel numb? OH! What if it’s something wrong with your brain?! Hang on dear I’ll go and call Pete, just don’t move okay?!” She said with a panicked voice as she quickly got up and started running to the door.
“Jackie! Wait! Calm down okay? I was just trying to be dramatic. I’m fine; I was just going to say that I felt my stomach empty. Nothing to worry about! ” The meta-crisis said with a little smile getting up from his bed.
“Ohh you son of-”
“Hey hey hey! No need to get aggressive! Just a little joke.”
“JUST A LITTLE JOKE?! Well your ‘joke’ scared the life out of me! I was concerned about you! But noo, the sir was only ‘joking’. Ugh, God give me patience so I don’t hit him right in his stupid face.” Jackie said as exited his room, closing the door with a really loud ‘thud’. “Ah! By the way, after you take a shower, because good-lord you really need one, come downstairs so you can eat some breakfast.”
After grabbing the blue suit and the red Converses’ that were in the chair of his little wooden desk he approached the door carefully, slowly opening it. Looking both directions wanting to make sure that Jackie was no longer there, he got out of the room.
Standing in front of the bathroom he sighed and with a two finger salute followed by a quiet “Yes ma’am” he opened the door.
""I know that this is familiar, but I just can’t seem to place it."
The Doctor + Rose Tyler ⇨ Episode 1x02: The End of the World
↳ "I’m a Time Lord. I’m the last of the Time Lords. They’re all gone. I’m the only survivor. I’m left traveling on my own, ‘cause there’s no one else.”“There’s me.”