everything's meant to be broken, a rose/doctor fic
Title: Everything's Meant to be Broken
Author: sparrabethx
Pairing: Rose/Ten II
Rating: PG13
Summary:"She was just shy of 30. She had barely lived, and yet she had lived so much. It wasn't fair." The Doctor visits Rose's grave 5 years later.
Author's Notes: Sad. Very sad. Very very sad.
He knelt at her grave. He didn’t bring any flowers-not even roses. They were weeds compared to her beauty.
Running his fingers over her name, engraved into the stone, he stifled a sob.
Rose Marion Tyler.
25 February 1986 - 13 December 2015.
A fantastic mother, a fantastic wife, and just fantastic.
She was just shy of 30. She had barely lived, and yet she had lived so much. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fucking fair. He had just gotten her back, and he had to lose her again. Five years wasn’t nearly long enough to be okay.
He was in the hospital room when it had happened. Childbirth. Joy turned to utter horror as the doctor told him to leave, that he couldn’t stay in the room. The baby was alright, but there was some sort of complication with Rose, some internal bleeding, and the doctors couldn’t fix her fast enough.
He couldn’t fix her fast enough.
They told him that she was still hanging on, but they couldn’t do anything else. They told him she wouldn’t go without seeing him.
He had walked into the room, slowly, as if any sudden movement could push her off that cliff.
He knelt by her side, much like he would do at the graveyard so many times until he finally lay next to her in the ground. She was holding the baby.
“Hey you,” she said, and he could barely hear her.
“Hey,” he agreed.
She took some labored breaths, and her voice cracked. “I don’t regret a minute of it. Not one minute. Do you?”
He couldn’t shake his head hard enough. “Of course not, Rose-“
“Good.”
He let out a shuddering sob as they looked at each other. “Rose, you can’t-you can’t go, I’m nothing, nothing without you, I won’t let you go, please, Rose…”
Tears fell down her cheeks. “You’ll be alright, yeah? I know you will. You’re brilliant. You can do anything.”
“Not without you.”
Brown eyes found brown eyes, and the baby cooed. “You name her,” she told him quietly. “She’ll be yours forever.”
“No, you do it. She’s ours.”
She nodded, sniffing. “Ours. Our little… Iris.”
Iris reached her little fists out and he took it in his hand, tears falling as fast as they ever had.
“Rose?”
“Yes, Doctor?”
“I love you, so, so much.”
“I love you too.” She gasped and clenched her fist. The pain was starting to take her. “Love her like me, okay? I know you will. I know you’ll be a great daddy.”
He couldn’t say anything.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she let out a moan of pain. “Oh, Doctor, it hurts, it hurts so much.” She screamed, and the baby started crying.
The doctor took Iris and gave her to him. “Mr. Smith, you’re going to have to leave again. I’m sorry.” He was ushered out of the room with their child.
“I love you, Doctor!” he heard before the door was shut. It was the last thing she said.
“Daddy?”
He blinked, and he was back in the cemetery. He turned and saw Iris tugging on his suit. He rubbed his nose with the back of his hand. “Iris, I thought I told you to stay in the car-”
“You were crying, Daddy.”
He laughed, or managed to. She was her mother’s daughter. “Yes, I was.”
“Are you crying about Mummy?”
He looked at her. Her big brown eyes, messy blonde hair. She looked so much-too much like Rose. “Yes, sweetie.”
“She died, didn’t she? You told me about her.”
“Mmhmm.”
“And you loved Mummy, didn’t you?”
“More than anything in the whole cosmos except for you.”
“And she loved you.”
“Yes. She loved me very much.”
“Well then, it’s okay.”
He tilted his head. “What do you mean, sweetheart?”
She shrugged. “She loved you so much that she couldn’t love you anymore, so she had to go.”
The Doctor stared at her for a minute, then pulled her into an extremely tight hug. “You’re right, Iris. She loved us so much that her heart couldn’t take it.”
Iris put her little arms around her father’s neck. “I love you too, Daddy.”
Tears fell onto her head, and he knew Rose was right. He knew he was going to make it.
Author: sparrabethx
Pairing: Rose/Ten II
Rating: PG13
Summary:"She was just shy of 30. She had barely lived, and yet she had lived so much. It wasn't fair." The Doctor visits Rose's grave 5 years later.
Author's Notes: Sad. Very sad. Very very sad.
He knelt at her grave. He didn’t bring any flowers-not even roses. They were weeds compared to her beauty.
Running his fingers over her name, engraved into the stone, he stifled a sob.
Rose Marion Tyler.
25 February 1986 - 13 December 2015.
A fantastic mother, a fantastic wife, and just fantastic.
She was just shy of 30. She had barely lived, and yet she had lived so much. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fucking fair. He had just gotten her back, and he had to lose her again. Five years wasn’t nearly long enough to be okay.
He was in the hospital room when it had happened. Childbirth. Joy turned to utter horror as the doctor told him to leave, that he couldn’t stay in the room. The baby was alright, but there was some sort of complication with Rose, some internal bleeding, and the doctors couldn’t fix her fast enough.
He couldn’t fix her fast enough.
They told him that she was still hanging on, but they couldn’t do anything else. They told him she wouldn’t go without seeing him.
He had walked into the room, slowly, as if any sudden movement could push her off that cliff.
He knelt by her side, much like he would do at the graveyard so many times until he finally lay next to her in the ground. She was holding the baby.
“Hey you,” she said, and he could barely hear her.
“Hey,” he agreed.
She took some labored breaths, and her voice cracked. “I don’t regret a minute of it. Not one minute. Do you?”
He couldn’t shake his head hard enough. “Of course not, Rose-“
“Good.”
He let out a shuddering sob as they looked at each other. “Rose, you can’t-you can’t go, I’m nothing, nothing without you, I won’t let you go, please, Rose…”
Tears fell down her cheeks. “You’ll be alright, yeah? I know you will. You’re brilliant. You can do anything.”
“Not without you.”
Brown eyes found brown eyes, and the baby cooed. “You name her,” she told him quietly. “She’ll be yours forever.”
“No, you do it. She’s ours.”
She nodded, sniffing. “Ours. Our little… Iris.”
Iris reached her little fists out and he took it in his hand, tears falling as fast as they ever had.
“Rose?”
“Yes, Doctor?”
“I love you, so, so much.”
“I love you too.” She gasped and clenched her fist. The pain was starting to take her. “Love her like me, okay? I know you will. I know you’ll be a great daddy.”
He couldn’t say anything.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she let out a moan of pain. “Oh, Doctor, it hurts, it hurts so much.” She screamed, and the baby started crying.
The doctor took Iris and gave her to him. “Mr. Smith, you’re going to have to leave again. I’m sorry.” He was ushered out of the room with their child.
“I love you, Doctor!” he heard before the door was shut. It was the last thing she said.
“Daddy?”
He blinked, and he was back in the cemetery. He turned and saw Iris tugging on his suit. He rubbed his nose with the back of his hand. “Iris, I thought I told you to stay in the car-”
“You were crying, Daddy.”
He laughed, or managed to. She was her mother’s daughter. “Yes, I was.”
“Are you crying about Mummy?”
He looked at her. Her big brown eyes, messy blonde hair. She looked so much-too much like Rose. “Yes, sweetie.”
“She died, didn’t she? You told me about her.”
“Mmhmm.”
“And you loved Mummy, didn’t you?”
“More than anything in the whole cosmos except for you.”
“And she loved you.”
“Yes. She loved me very much.”
“Well then, it’s okay.”
He tilted his head. “What do you mean, sweetheart?”
She shrugged. “She loved you so much that she couldn’t love you anymore, so she had to go.”
The Doctor stared at her for a minute, then pulled her into an extremely tight hug. “You’re right, Iris. She loved us so much that her heart couldn’t take it.”
Iris put her little arms around her father’s neck. “I love you too, Daddy.”
Tears fell onto her head, and he knew Rose was right. He knew he was going to make it.