Hey people! This is my first Doctor Who fanfiction. Basically, 11 ends up in Rose's universe and finds everything not what he expected. Review if you'd like, but be nice about it. Anyway, no I don't own Doctor Who, I only wish I did. Alright on with the show. It doesn't matter how the Doctor got there. Just…go with it.
(11 will be called the Doctor and 10.5 will be called John Smith, just FYI)
Rose Tyler awoke with a start, yet again. She hadn't gotten a decent night's sleep in three days. She reached next to her, but found only cold sheets. Sighing, she pulled herself out of bed and wrapped the blanket around her shoulders and trudged down the stairs. She dared not look in the mirror, knowing she's see red eyes and a puffy face. Honestly, she didn't want to be reminded she had cried herself to sleep. She deposited the blanket on the kitchen chair and felt the wall for the light switch. The sudden light made her squint at first. The scent of flowers filled her nose and before she could even think she had taken them and chucked them onto the back porch. She had read the cards on them and she didn't want their condolences. She wanted her fiancée back. She put on some tea, hoping to calm her nerves. She sat down at the table, a steaming cup in her hands. The warmth spread from her fingers up into her palms. She remembered what had happened so clearly.
The alarm began to blare. At Torchwood that meant one of two things. Either aliens were invading or trying to make contact and Rose had a feeling it was the first. She had dashed upstairs and a terrible scene met her. There were at least five dead. Plenty more injured. She heard a familiar battle cry-something she didn't think she could ever hear again. "EX-TER-MIN-ATE!" Rose had stopped dead in her tracks as a Dalek stared her in the face. "WE ARE LOOKING FOR THE DOCTOR!" it had said. "The Doctor's not here" she had said. "He's not in this universe" It obviously didn't believe her. That's when her brave and stupid husband-to-be had arrived on the scene. He looked just like the Doctor and he knew that. "Look, the Doctor's right here! The killing ends now! Kill me and leave. That's what you want isn't it?" The Dalek had turned around and fired. Then it left. It just left. John had fallen slowly-well it seemed like slow motion to her. She ran to his said and pulled him into her arms.
"That was brave." She had whispered, hot tears forming at the corners of her eyes.
He had smiled slightly. "I told you we shouldn't have let your mother plan the wedding, could have been married by now." He mused.
"No. Don't you dare leave me." She cried desperately.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Rose Tyler I love you."
"Love you too." And his eyes had closed and it was over. She had sobbed holding onto his body. "No, you can't be gone."
Rose shuddered at the memory and took a sip of tea. She knew she wasn't going back to sleep tonight.
