She walked down the cloudy street of London, her hair professionally tied up in a bun, wearing a jet black suit with heels to make the other girls gasp. She walked up the stairs, into the grand hotel. Mind her—she tried being Defender of the Universe. Defender of Earth was her set title, but she couldn't do it. She tried it with all her heart and soul. But the fighting, the aliens, the emotional strain it put on her; it all made matters worse. More than she could ever expect.

While at Torchwood, they had tried to find a way to the other universe. She eventually gave up when it was apparent there was no way without some sort of alien technology that was able to do it without the worlds collapsing.

Moving out was the best thing to do. Pete Tyler always offered her money. There was even more than enough; more than she knew what to do with. Only after a few years did moving out seem like the thing to do. Go explore. Be independent. Right, there was the free money thing, but still.

And into this world was the new baby Jackie Tyler and Pete had. Jackie was beyond thrilled to have another girl, Isabella. Rose had questioned on the baby's full name to her mother: Isabella Rose Tyler.

When she and Jackie had stolen a moment, she received her answer. Jackie looked her firstborn in the eye, and said simply that if Rose were to ever go away, she wanted Isabella to remember her older sister, even if it be by name.

Isabella was adorable and had turned out to be the cornerstone of strength everyone needed to move on. And moving on is exactly what Rose Tyler did.