Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. BTW I have no beta.

A/N: I'm so excited for our new Doctor, Jodie Wittaker! Girl Power!

Chapter One: Do-over.

Rose opened her eyes. Dummies. Seven surrounding her, many more behind. Backed up against a wall, Rose felt a sense of foreboding and… familiarity? The thing's cold, dead face was pointed at her, menacing. It lifted its arm, a chop that could end her life. Rose struggled to remember her training, but her mind was foggy.

Panic arose in her chest. Not knowing what to do, she closed her eyes, awaiting the impact when she felt someone holding her hand. Rose's eyes snapped open, and there he was. The Doctor. He looked right at her, eyes looking into her soul.

"Run!"

Rose had been in Pete's world for nearly two years. She still dreamt of a beach, the place that had ruined her life. The life she cherished so much, and spent with the most amazing man she had ever met… gone. It faded away with his image on a beach in Norway. Well, alternate Norway.

Rose pushed her thoughts away. She was at Torchwood now. It was ironic, considering they were the ones that wrecked her old life. She was a higher-up. She had a team, she owned a flat, and she had a life.

Rose had decided to not live with Pete and her mum in their mansion. As much as she loved all of them, Tony included, she felt like she needed her own space. She was an adult, and she no longer needed her mum to take care of her.

She would admit to it being weird when she was with Pete. She called him "dad" to his face, but when speaking to others she called him by his name. She cared for him, and knew that he cared for him for her as well, but even in two years she couldn't get used to a parallel version of the man her father had been. Her real died when she was six months old, not even old enough to remember him. And not remembering him, which was the reason she lamented over his death in later years: she never had memories of him. No memories of him comforting her during a thunderstorm, learning to ride a bike, bonding. Twenty years without him couldn't be made up in two.

He did try, though. Pete made such an effort to be close with her. But still, he was different.

Speaking of different, everything in this parallel universe was odd. Tea tasted off, names of books were changed and there were dead people that used to be dead and vice versa.

All in all, Rose missed home. Her real home, in her own universe. But going back was not an option, it was sealed away forever.

Or at least that was what she thought.

Rose was on a mission for Torchwood. It was a Sunday, a day which she should have off, but since she had nothing else to do, saving the world would have to do. Her whole team was called in to stop a hostile group of aliens called Urians. They were from the planet Ur, and they were telepathic beings. They communicated with each other mentally. They could do this with other species, they just had to be touching. Also, unnervingly, they could read other species' minds.

They were here as renegades, supposedly. They betrayed their government and wanted a new life, they said. But their recent destruction had lead Toshiko Sato to believe they were lying and up to no good.

She had looked into it, and, with help from Rose's team, had uncovered that they had been sent to Earth to colonize the planet. So now, they had to go and stop them. Business as usual.

Rose's team consisted of herself, Jake Simmonds, Adeola Oshodi, Gareth Evans, and, of course, Mickey Smith.

Jake she had met the first time she had visited this parallel universe. He was a stubborn, reckless spikey-haired man. He was always the first to fight and often the one to end it. They had become good friends since she had found herself in this world. He had helped rid this world of the cybermen, along with Rose's great friend, Mickey.

Mickey had been Rose's friend since she was little and ex-boyfriend. They had never officially said the words to cut it off, but Rose was always gone and was clearly in love with the Doctor, and when Mickey had chosen to stay in this world, it cut it loose completely. They were much better off and happier as friends.

Adeola was a great friend. She was beautiful and very clever. A lot of their missions would have been failed had she not been there. She had a cousin whom Rose had met and befriended named Martha Jones.

Gareth was a handsome brunette man, very rational and very much in love with Adeola. They were obviously together, and everyone was just waiting for them to announce it.

They also had occasional help from Tosh, a brilliant woman that was always willing to lend a helping hand.

Rose was very proud of her team and what they had accomplished. Now they just needed to accomplish another task.

Rose was called upon early Sunday morning, before six, even. She had awoken unhappily, grumbling about having a day off, but she had gotten ready quickly and rushed over to be given her mission.

Now she was on her way to the pipes the Urians resided in with her excellent team. None of them were thrilled to work this early, either, but saving the world takes early mornings and lots of caffeine. Alien threats take no breaks.

When they reached their destination, they had loaded guns in their belts, earpieces to communicate with and fierce-set determination. Rose entered the tunnels first, followed by her team. She drew her gun from her belt, and her team followed suit. They creeped along the pipe, staying as quiet as possible, listening for any indication that they were not alone.

Then, unexpectedly, Adeola clutched her head and shrieked. Mickey rushed over to her and looked frantically around looking for the cause of her pain. But Rose already knew. It had to be the Urians, she just knew it.

"We know you're here," she yelled, "just stop this madness and talk to us!"

Adeola collapsed, unconscious, and Mickey caught her in his arms. Rose had no idea they could evoke that kind of pain on others.

Then a figure walked in the tunnel ahead of them. It was one of the Urians, human like but so pale. Deathly white, like snow. There were blue markings swirling around its face, neck and arms. Hairless with huge eyes that were totally dark, like black holes. It smiled a cruel, twisted smirk, and whispered so faintly Rose could hardly make it out, "This world is ending because you are in it, Rose Tyler. You can't be here, you will never unlock your true potential if you are here."

"What d'you mean? What potential?" Rose asked skeptically.

"As the Bad Wolf. If you remain here, your power, or rather lack of it, will fail to save every universe and every living being in them." It hissed and Rose was horrified, knowing it was true, but not sure of how she knew.

"I can see into your mind," the Urian continued, "you know that we are right. Your presence here disrupts time itself, and it could rupture all of existence. You must stay with the Doctor and save everything!" It shrieked, the venom in its voice all too clear.

"How! I can't get back to him! I've tried but it isn't possible!" Her voice increasing in volume at every word.

Then the Urian's looked darkened and it pulled out a very threatening looking weapon.

"You will go back in time and fix your mistake. Stay with the Doctor and end the Time War." It hissed, and Rose realized too late what it was planning. "You die." It pulled the trigger and she felt pain, sudden, blinding pain and then she was falling. She vaguely registered another gunshot, the thud of a lifeless body hitting the ground. Yells from her teammates, arms lifting her up.

She fell, down, down, down. Into a dark abyss, away from life. But then she felt a tug upwards. Rose saw a golden light, foreign but so comforting, so… familiar. It warmed her and pulled her from the murky pool of death and into…

A basement in a shop in London, looking at a man she knew and trusted.

"Run!"

A/N: So there is the first chapter. Sorry if that was boring, it was an introduction to the story. The other chapters will probably be longer. I appreciate constructive criticism and am open to suggestions. I would love it if you would like this story and appreciate it very much.