A/N: Hi all. This is the first thing I've ever written. It's probably okay, but it could be better and definitely longer. I'm putting this online before I lose my nerve and simply delete it like I have done to others. Enjoy!
He's gone. The Doctor's gone. Worse yet she told him to go.
Rose sat outside the TARDIS and stared forlornly at the broken mirror. What was she thinking telling him to go through the mirror? Oh that's right, she'd been thinking about not letting people die. Five hours later she's regretting that choice.
"Rose, you can't sit out here forever. We've gotta find a way to pilot the TARDIS." Mickey mentioned impatiently from the TARDIS door.
"'m not waitin' forever, Micks." Rose spat angrily. "If you'd seen him do all the things I have, you wouldn't be so quick to leave."
"Fine. But I'm only staying out here for one more hour."
Each lost in their thoughts, they sat in quiet for a little longer until a scraping sound could be heard echoing throughout the space ship. Both quickly jumped to their feet, one expecting imminent death and the other longing for a return.