Rose stepped out of the TARDIS, onto the rocky orange surface known as the lost moon of Poosh.
I turned out, that after the Doctor referring to it over and over again, in their long since gone adventures, it had somehow gotten teleported to an alternate universe. Her universe.
She had been traveling with the Doctor that had been "grown" from the actual Doctors hand.
"Stop it", she thought to herself, as she looked at her Doctor, "he IS the actual Doctor". She made herself believe it. Or so she thought.
"Right!" He said as he clapped his hands together. "You say that this is the lost moon of Poosh?" He asked.
Just like now, he was asking her questions all the time, even though he had her memory he still seemed… Off.
"Yes, it is. You told me about it here and there, remember?"
"Yes! No.. Not quite." He said looking slightly confused.
"You only mentioned it to me a few times." She said, now and then she had to explain things to him, it was like he only had bits and pieces of the actual- his memory.
"Right, something about the Raxacoricafalipatorians." He said.
"No that was another time." She said, sighing and sitting down on the stony ground beneath her.
The past few weeks, his memory had been fading, he wasn't himself anymore. It was like she was losing him all over again, like she had to say goodbye again, like this torrent of pain, and sorrow, would never end, and she'd be stranded on an island of agony.
"The Raxacoricafalipatorians tried to siege the world." She said standing up and running her hands through her hair.
He scratched the back of his head.
"Right, and they… they didn't like vinegar?" He asked.
She smiled. "Right, they sort of, steamed and… died, I guess."
"So, the lost moon of Poosh. Nice name." He said.
It was nice to hear him make a snide remark like he always had, but he referred to it as if he didn't know what it was.
She laughed. "Yeah I'll say." She winked.
A few hours later they climbed back into the TARDIS and headed flew back to London.
When they walked out the sun was setting.
There were still a few Zeppelins flying about London. They walked down the street and into her father Pete Tylers, house. That's where they decided to live. It was big enough for Rose and The Doctor, Mickey, Jackie, Pete, and David. David was the newest member of the Tyler family, Rose's brother.
They sat around the table and ate the take out Chinese food. It seemed silly, eating out of those paper containers, eating rubbish Chinese food, in such a pristine home. But this is what her family was. Her mom never cooked, and just because they lived in a new, giant, house, no one expected her to change because of it.
No one's personality changed, except maybe hers. She felt distant, and detached. She missed the real, the one and only, Doctor.
She lay in bed, next to the perfect replica of him. She kissed his forehead, and got up out of bed.
She walked down the marble staircase, out the door, across the yard, and into the TARDIS. He had taught her to fly it, so she flew, she flew and flew until she lost track of time.
She opened the doors and looked out into space, she tied a rope around her stomach and to the door of the machine. Then, she let herself drift into space, as far as the rope would let her, she felt the tears slowly leave her face and float weightless in the emptiness. Space defined her, it was empty, and had only one purpose, to supply a space for others to enjoy. That's what she did, she supplied the body known as Rose Tyler, she fed it, and took care of it, but somehow over the years, the personality of Rose left.
She felt the rope tug on her stomach, and she pulled herself back into the TARDIS, she sat on the edge of the machine and pulled her knees up to her chest, she sat there, in her night gown, and stared into space.
Then she saw it. A flicker. She squinted and looked into the distance, and it was gone. She got up, closed the doors, and typed in the coordinates of the spot where she saw the flicker.
She arrived there, opened the doors, and she was on solid ground. She had landed on the lost moon of Poosh.
She looked around, and she saw I again. A flicker in the distance. She ran toward it, finally she found a crack, zigzagged across the very air, she touched it and found herself flying through space. She closed her eyes, whatever was happening, wherever she was being taken, she didn't care, she just wanted something, something to fill the emptiness.
Her feet felt the hardtop beneath them. She opened her eyes and found herself in a parking lot. She looked on the ground and saw "BADWOLF" spray painted across the pavement. She looked up and saw her old apartment building, the one in HER universe.