A Doctor Who and Twilight Crossover:
Fragile Hearts – Chapter 1
Rose's POV
"Rose, sweetheart. We can't stay here all day. We've got to go home eventually. We've been here over an hour and you've done the flowers. He's also in a better place now."
I heard mum's voice as I knelt, facing his grave – my husband; my perfect human Doctor. We were gonna grow old together. We'd been married for five months. Rose Tyler-Smith, I am now. Widowed too. My Doctor and I had been so happy together. I'd forgot happy endings don't always exist. The moment I was reminded of this, was the day he'd died. He was wonderful and literally out of this world. And human – with a meta-crisis that had burned his mind; that's what killed him and took him from me. Now I have a part of my heart that isn't there. My heart is damaged and broken. Worst of all, I feel more pain when I'm forced to remind myself he's really gone.
Mum's voice continued, like a faint echo. I took my eyes off my Doctor's gravestone and turned to mum.
"We'll have to go sometime, Rose," she told me.
"No." My reply was cold and neutral, as I felt the numbness spread through my veins. "I…I need to be near him. He needs me, mum. After everything we did together…"
"I know, sweetheart. I know. But he's the Doctor. He loves you and he wouldn't want you to be upset like this."
I know mum was right, telling this to me. I suddenly hugged her and started crying again.
"He's gone," I chocked through tears, "My Doctor's gone."
My tears soaked mum's coat. She didn't mind. I've done that a lot since my Doctor died, so mum had got used to it all.
"Sssssh, come on. I'll take you home," mum whispered softly.
I took hold of mum's hand as I climbed to my feet. It felt like an effort, just standing up. We walked slowly to the car and got in. As mum drove away, I still wanted to stay. More tears fell from my brown eyes. I looked behind me, back in the direction to the cemetery where he was buried. That's when in my mind I said, I love you.
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I knew I was worsening. Yet again I could barely eat dinner. Mum, dad and Tony were fine. It's me who wasn't. I lost a big part of my heart. The rest of my family hadn't.
"Rose," mum said, "You've got to try and eat. Just try."
"But I can't!" I cried out suddenly, "I just can't."
Tony turned in his highchair, giving me a worried glance. Dad did too.
"This isn't healthy for you," dad mentioned, "Listen to your mother. You'll get ill."
"I already feel that way," I mumbled.
"Just eat slowly," mum advised.
I did, still feeling worse; and better at the same time. I found I was quiet when the three of us cleared the plates and loaded the dishwasher. I'd been quiet a lot. The whole mansion had been quiet. It helped to remind me that my Doctor was gone. Oh how he'd babble and quirk. It was just one of the many things about him that was so him. Something too I missed.
About an hour or so after clearing up, I showered and changed into my spotty pyjamas. I put my phone on charge and turned out the light. I climbed into my large double bed, where I pulled the covers over my head.
Mum and dad brought Tony upstairs and settled him down for the night. Then I heard dad, from across the corridor, head into his and mum's bedroom, where he too got ready for the night. Mum, however, gently opened my bedroom door and crept inside.
"Rose?"
My back was to her as I lay still and numb. Mum continued speaking.
"I know you're awake, Rose. I know you too well."
I gave up and turned to face her. I sighed. Mum sat by my side and put her arm around my shoulder.
"I'll never forget him, mum," I whispered quietly.
"No one's asking you to forget him, love," mum responded, "Do you know what I reckon; all of this has been so much for you to deal with. Your wedding was for me. I mean at 23. Strictly speaking though, you did meet him when you were 19. No one else knew that really, did they."
"I miss him," I mentioned, "What am I meant to do?"
"Maybe you should go away for a while. A holiday," mum suggested, "Give yourself a break. Maybe something big will happen."
"Like what?" I asked.
"I dunno," mum replied, "Get some sleep. I love you."
"I love you too," I responded.
Mum kissed my forehead and slipped out of the door. I eventually fell asleep, with memories of my Doctor and everything we did together, travelling through my mind.
When I woke up the next morning, I immediately grabbed my laptop and begun looking for somewhere to go. I looked at places abroad. Without the TARDIS for travels, it was just gonna be a normal flight on an aeroplane. I spent ages browsing until I choose a place for my holiday – Forks. To me, Forks seemed plain and ordinary. Quiet too. Perhaps that's why I wanted to go there. I finally made a definite decision and eventually paid and booked by flight. I had first class tickets too, thanks to the money I earned from working at Torchwood. No going back now. Two weeks in America would do me good. It was far away, a place where I needed to stay. The flight was this evening at eight.
I pulled my suitcase out of the wardrobe and began packing; clothes, money, make-up, passport, jewellery and hand luggage. Then I left my suitcase and large handbag upstairs. I headed down to the kitchen, where I greeted mum with a huge smile. It had been a while since I had smiled like that. Then I spoke.
"I've got a flight tonight at eight. I've booked and decided a place for my holiday!" I said.
"Where? Tonight?" mum questioned.
She was surprised. Well, I wouldn't blame her. But this was my decision.
I sighed and said, "Anyway, mum. I'm going to Forks."
A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review. I'll update as soon as I can. I had to re-upload the first chapter as there were a few typing errors. I think most of them are all right now. By the way, the story takes place at the time of New Moon.
