Gone
Title: Gone
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Word Count: 397
Pairings or Characters: Ten/Rose, companions in general
Warnings: Vague spoilers for Waters of Mars & End of Time; angsty
Summary: They were all gone - and with them the balance in his existence.
Gone
They were gone.
The Doctor sat on his chair in the library - the light from the flames flickered across his skin. He felt a storm inside him between his hearts. It was all so tiresome. There was no balance to his existence...not that he ever had much to begin with. His life, if one could call it, was always a tumultuous mass of time and space. He was surrounded by the stars and individuals who changed the world - for better or worse - but it never changed who he was.
Except for her. She changed him and neither one even knew it was happening. The Doctor smiled half-heartedly at the thought of her. The blond hair, bubblegum gloss on already rosy lips and that smile. The thought of it made his hearts ache even more. After all he had done, he was surprised that he was still capable of such natural pain.
He missed all of them, but Rose was different. Not better…just, different.
None of it would have been possible without her. She reminded him why he cared for the human race. Why he had constantly been seen as different from his people - the want of knowing this small but spectacular species.
Now he missed that balance. The companionship and belonging - the knowing that whatever he was doing, it was for the greater good.
What good could come from what he did? Changed lives that should never have been touched - smudged them with his fingertips. He would have realized his mistakes if someone had been there to stop him.
Balance.
He was dangerous. They had all been. The people he traveled with made him better.
Rose made him so much better.
He would soon be gone - into a different man with the very same two hearts and brilliant mind. He hoped the new, new, new Doctor would remember the lessons.
With a sigh, he stood up from his seat and walked towards the console room. He could feel them approaching their destination. The pain of regeneration was slowly crawling its way through his vessels and organs. It wouldn’t be long before the pain and change overtook him.
He pulled on his heavy coat as the Tardis materialized. The universe was pulling itself into a sense of equilibrium and that always meant his undoing one way or another.
One way or another, the universe always won.
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Word Count: 397
Pairings or Characters: Ten/Rose, companions in general
Warnings: Vague spoilers for Waters of Mars & End of Time; angsty
Summary: They were all gone - and with them the balance in his existence.
Gone
They were gone.
The Doctor sat on his chair in the library - the light from the flames flickered across his skin. He felt a storm inside him between his hearts. It was all so tiresome. There was no balance to his existence...not that he ever had much to begin with. His life, if one could call it, was always a tumultuous mass of time and space. He was surrounded by the stars and individuals who changed the world - for better or worse - but it never changed who he was.
Except for her. She changed him and neither one even knew it was happening. The Doctor smiled half-heartedly at the thought of her. The blond hair, bubblegum gloss on already rosy lips and that smile. The thought of it made his hearts ache even more. After all he had done, he was surprised that he was still capable of such natural pain.
He missed all of them, but Rose was different. Not better…just, different.
None of it would have been possible without her. She reminded him why he cared for the human race. Why he had constantly been seen as different from his people - the want of knowing this small but spectacular species.
Now he missed that balance. The companionship and belonging - the knowing that whatever he was doing, it was for the greater good.
What good could come from what he did? Changed lives that should never have been touched - smudged them with his fingertips. He would have realized his mistakes if someone had been there to stop him.
Balance.
He was dangerous. They had all been. The people he traveled with made him better.
Rose made him so much better.
He would soon be gone - into a different man with the very same two hearts and brilliant mind. He hoped the new, new, new Doctor would remember the lessons.
With a sigh, he stood up from his seat and walked towards the console room. He could feel them approaching their destination. The pain of regeneration was slowly crawling its way through his vessels and organs. It wouldn’t be long before the pain and change overtook him.
He pulled on his heavy coat as the Tardis materialized. The universe was pulling itself into a sense of equilibrium and that always meant his undoing one way or another.
One way or another, the universe always won.