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Each Moment, Doctor/Rose, G
Somewhere in the depths of her mind Rose Tyler was quite certain she was dying. Every part of her was literally burning from the inside out, but she knew she had to save her Doctor. How it happened wasn’t exactly important. Just that it had to happen., 669
Somewhere in the depths of her mind Rose Tyler was quite certain she was dying. Every part of her was literally burning from the inside out, but she knew she had to save her Doctor. How it happened wasn’t exactly important. Just that it had to happen.
And for some reason she found herself standing on a beach. She didn’t feel the warmth of the sun or hear the cry of the seagulls as they flew away when a woman ran towards the water’s edge because Rose knew instinctively this was just a moment in time. A moment in her future as Rose realized that it was herself standing before the ocean, but her a few years down the line who had lost a few pounds and seemed to be carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.
Then Rose saw who she had been running from: a man in a blue suit wearing a worried expression. His hair stood on end and he looked as thin as a stick, yet her heart pounded a bit harder as he went by -- just as it did whenever her Doctor was in the same room. Rose frowned at the scene as the man touched her other self’s shoulder, but her future self wouldn’t look at him. Why would she ignore such a sad looking, handsome man who was only trying to comfort her?
A proverbial light bulb went off in her head as facts, details, memories, emotions that were causing the sight before her, appeared at her fingertips. She gasped and felt both a sorrow and thankfulness for her Doctor. She was going to lose the Doctor she had known, but a new man would become her Doctor. He would look like this man standing on the beach with one heart, and he would love her. And he would hurt her. And he would send her away because he didn’t want to see the woman he loved wither and die, as he never would, in her lifetime. She was going to come back though; come back to save two universes then be sent away once more with a man that was both and neither the Doctor and human.
It was going to work. This new life. Perhaps not the one she’d have with her Doctor when he changed faces, but it was going to work with this new man who was the Doctor in every way, yet human just like herself. She could sense the pain and anger that her future self and this new, new Doctor would have to overcome, but they were Rose and the Doctor. They would work. They were destined to work.
It would always be Rose and the Doctor. In the TARDIS. Traveling through time and space. At home. Sitting under the stars. Looking into the face of their only daughter moments after her birth. Rose and the Doctor were fated to be.
This moment was just one moment, and she knew there was more as different faces of her Doctor and companions raced through her veins. Rose saw his death and learned his name. She witnessed his Looming and shed a tear at his mother’s passing. She felt rage every time the Master declined the Doctor’s offer for help and sensed the Doctor’s hopelessness as he became the last of his kind.
Rose knew her Doctor and she loved him. Would love him. Had loved him.
She understood the universe as if she’d molded it herself. Every atom, every molecule, every star in the sky were her play things. She knew what had to happen now. She knew the past, present and future -- none of it was perfect and could never be. Rose Tyler was Bad Wolf. Rose Tyler was going to save her Doctor. Rose Tyler was going to erase the existence of the very things that had caused him so much pain.
Bad Wolf stepped out of the TARDIS.
Somewhere in the depths of her mind Rose Tyler was quite certain she was dying. Every part of her was literally burning from the inside out, but she knew she had to save her Doctor. How it happened wasn’t exactly important. Just that it had to happen., 669
Somewhere in the depths of her mind Rose Tyler was quite certain she was dying. Every part of her was literally burning from the inside out, but she knew she had to save her Doctor. How it happened wasn’t exactly important. Just that it had to happen.
And for some reason she found herself standing on a beach. She didn’t feel the warmth of the sun or hear the cry of the seagulls as they flew away when a woman ran towards the water’s edge because Rose knew instinctively this was just a moment in time. A moment in her future as Rose realized that it was herself standing before the ocean, but her a few years down the line who had lost a few pounds and seemed to be carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.
Then Rose saw who she had been running from: a man in a blue suit wearing a worried expression. His hair stood on end and he looked as thin as a stick, yet her heart pounded a bit harder as he went by -- just as it did whenever her Doctor was in the same room. Rose frowned at the scene as the man touched her other self’s shoulder, but her future self wouldn’t look at him. Why would she ignore such a sad looking, handsome man who was only trying to comfort her?
A proverbial light bulb went off in her head as facts, details, memories, emotions that were causing the sight before her, appeared at her fingertips. She gasped and felt both a sorrow and thankfulness for her Doctor. She was going to lose the Doctor she had known, but a new man would become her Doctor. He would look like this man standing on the beach with one heart, and he would love her. And he would hurt her. And he would send her away because he didn’t want to see the woman he loved wither and die, as he never would, in her lifetime. She was going to come back though; come back to save two universes then be sent away once more with a man that was both and neither the Doctor and human.
It was going to work. This new life. Perhaps not the one she’d have with her Doctor when he changed faces, but it was going to work with this new man who was the Doctor in every way, yet human just like herself. She could sense the pain and anger that her future self and this new, new Doctor would have to overcome, but they were Rose and the Doctor. They would work. They were destined to work.
It would always be Rose and the Doctor. In the TARDIS. Traveling through time and space. At home. Sitting under the stars. Looking into the face of their only daughter moments after her birth. Rose and the Doctor were fated to be.
This moment was just one moment, and she knew there was more as different faces of her Doctor and companions raced through her veins. Rose saw his death and learned his name. She witnessed his Looming and shed a tear at his mother’s passing. She felt rage every time the Master declined the Doctor’s offer for help and sensed the Doctor’s hopelessness as he became the last of his kind.
Rose knew her Doctor and she loved him. Would love him. Had loved him.
She understood the universe as if she’d molded it herself. Every atom, every molecule, every star in the sky were her play things. She knew what had to happen now. She knew the past, present and future -- none of it was perfect and could never be. Rose Tyler was Bad Wolf. Rose Tyler was going to save her Doctor. Rose Tyler was going to erase the existence of the very things that had caused him so much pain.
Bad Wolf stepped out of the TARDIS.