Chapter One

The Doctor entered the TARDIS after leaving Adelaide's house behind him. Her last words to playing over and over in his head. "Is there nothing you can't do?" she had said, to which he replied "Not anymore."

He was right in his reply to her. He could do anything he wanted. He was the Time Lord Victorious, and nothing could or would stop him. Immediately his thoughts wander to Rose. He knew what he did was wrong, but he was so tired of losing people. So tired of seeing death and despair and destruction. He could stop it, he could save them and so he did, damn the consequences. If Rose was here, she would stop him. But Rose wasn't here. She made him better, and now that she's gone, he's all alone again. No one to hold him back or even try to persuade him to stop. Even Martha was gone.

Rose Tyler, Defender of the Earth, owner of his hearts, was off stuck in another bloody universe, so far away from him that he couldn't stand it anymore. It wasn't just the pain of being alone; it was the pain of not seeing her. Not hearing her voice or her contagious laughter that always made him warm from the inside out. His fingers often twitched and ached unconsciously when her hand wasn't there for him to hold. He would often reach his arm out to nothing sometimes, forgetting she wasn't just being quiet or in a bad mood.

He couldn't take it anymore. If he didn't see her again, even if it was just one last time, he was sure he'd break down and never come out of the TARDIS again. If he didn't see her again, next time he died, he wouldn't regenerate.

He was going to get her back.

In a flash he was off the jump seat and over to the controls, flicking switches, pushing buttons, pulling levers, typing controls. He scanned the world for even the tiniest, microscopic rip or tear or hole in the walls of this universe so he could push through them and get to her. The screen suddenly lit up then. There it was, just a little blip on the screen. It was all he needed to get through.

"Rose, I'm coming to get you."