A/N: Hello, and welcome to the reposting of Together Once More. This is the same story, the only difference is, now Karyn (the heart part of dream from the heart) will be writing the story, starting from the fourth chapter. The first three should be up in the next 2 weeks, and then we'll see from then on.
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Together Once More Chapter 1"Finally, the last box." Rose sighed, stretching. She had finally saved enough money from her job at Torchwood to move out of the house she had shared with her mother for the past one and a half years. Her new flat was much smaller, but it was her own, and it wasn't filled with a boisterous small child, in the form of Pete Tyler Jnr, Jackie's son.
Her hand touched something about halfway down the box. Something familiar, and yet not.
"Oh… My… God. It's the travel ring that the Doctor gave me." Tears began to run down her face at the memory of her closest ever friend, who she missed terribly. It had been over a year already since that day on the beach in Norway, yet still the slightest thought of him reduced her to tears.
Suddenly, she was struck by a thought. "I wonder…"
"Are you sure about this, Rosie? Do you think it will work? What if it goes wrong?"
"It won't mum. The Doctor made this, it has to work. Anyway, I don't want to go back alone, why don't you and little Pete come with me. Since Dad died your house has been too big and empty. I think it would be good for you, to go home again."
"Oh Rosie, of course I'll come. Why don't you call Mickey now, ask him too. But he might want to stay with his Gran now. He spent so long without her, that now they're back together he might not want to leave."
They were standing in the Tyler Mansion, Jackie holding onto a struggling Pete, Rose with the time ring, and Mickey standing nearby, watching. He was the only one who knew that they were leaving, the only one who understood the journey they were about to take.
"Are you completely sure you don't want to come, Mickey? There's plenty of room."
"No, I belong here now. I've got Gran, and more friends than I ever had back home. But good luck, I really hope you make it." He gave her one last hug, then smiled as she waved to him and offered the other side of the time ring to Jackie.
Then they were gone, and he was all alone in the huge house full of sheet covered furniture, and memories.
The Doctor was wandering through London once again, overcome by memories and sadness. It was almost two years since he'd last seen Rose, and he had just had to return once again to see if, by some amazing chance, she had somehow been able to come back. He had been alive but barely aware since she had been gone. No trip had seemed important, no new discovery interesting, not since she had gone.
Each new place he saw filled him with memories of Rose. How she would have reacted. Her smile, her laughter, her tears. She was so receptive to all people no matter what species, no matter how strange. She had seen the most paradoxical aliens ever to roam the universe, and had cared about them, about their lives, without condition. But she was gone. She would never return, no matter how much he wished it.
Barely knowing where he was going, and no caring in the slightest, he passed a music store. That in itself did not interest him, but the huge group of people crowding at the entrance somehow sparked some of his old curiosity. They were screaming their heads off in excitement. Despite his angst, he could not fight the pull of curiosity, so he pushed his way through the crowds ignoring the rude remarks aimed at him. What he saw stopped him in his tracks.
Covering the front windows of the store were photo after life sized photo of… Rose Tyler. He listened back to what the people were screaming. Rose they cried, Rose! Suddenly a song began blaring out over the speakers, increasing the screaming tenfold. He listened to the music, easily recognising the voice singing it. It was Rose!
All of the day, all of the night,
You do the things that make me feel so right.
Turning to one of the screaming fans behind him, a tall woman with long, straight hair, he tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to face him.
"Yes?" she said, smiling.
"I was just wondering, who is this? The woman singing?"
The woman looked at him incredulously. "Where have you been for the past year? This is ROSE TYLER," at these words both o the doctors hearts skipped a beat. "don't tell me you haven't heard of Rose?" he shook his head, indicating for her to continue. "You must have been pretty far from civilisation not to have heard of her. She appeared about three months ago, with her mum and her brother. One day, at least this is what I heard; she was at an open mike night at a really popular nightclub and sang 'You can still be free'. There were some talent scouts there and they picked her up afterwards. She became world famous almost overnight. She's a real inspiration."
"Do you know where she lives? I'd like to meet her."
"Wouldn't we all! Everyone knows where she lives, the stalkers found out instantly. She lives in the penthouse of Spence estate. You'll never get in though. She has millions of bodyguards; she needs them after the last assassination attempt. They patrol night and day, all around the building, on every level. She probably wouldn't see you anyway; she's never accepted anyone before. Even if you did manage to get past them, her mum would probably get you, and I've heard that she has a killer slap. Its knocked people out!"
Raising a hand to his cheek, the doctor murmured, "I can understand that." He shuddered involuntarily. "Thankyou for your time." He began to walk away, disheartened, pushing his way through the crowds.
"Hey, it never hurts to try! She might agree to see you, who knows. No one ever knows what might happen," the woman called, and he looked back, waving. Humans, he thought, it's amazing how kind an individual you have never met will be towards you. You'd never know that there are thousands of people dieing in wars each year. Amazing, just amazing.
This was it. He was standing outside her building. This is where she lived. It looked like any other London apartment building, apart from one fact. There were at least five bodyguards patrolling the perimeter of the building, and bulky, suited men stood guard at the only entrance. They stiffened as he came near.
"Afternoon, gents. Is there any chance that I could go through that door to see Rose Tyler?"
One of the men said, in a monotonous, 'I-say-this-100-times-a-day' voice, "no one sees Ms Tyler. She won't talk to anyone. So beat it."
"You two seem like reasonable men. If I can't talk to her, could one of you take her a message," they shook their heads, and the Doctor became desperate. "Please. Just tell her the Doctor is here, if she will see him."
The bodyguards looked at each other. Each of them had been given upstairs guard at one stage or another during their employment. They had heard her crying and screaming in her sleep. DOCTOR! HELP ME! It echoed throughout the building every night, and each morning the guard was sworn to secrecy, never to speak of their experiences again. But none ever forgot the pain in her voice, the gasping of her breath as she woke, the tears filling her eyes.
"I'll just go and speak to Ms Tyler, see what she says." He turned and entered the diirway, disappearing from view.
Upstairs
The guard stepped out of the elevator, onto the plush carpet that covered the silent room.
"Ms Tyler?" he called
"What is it Dean? Is there a problem?" the voice came from the next room, out of sight.
"Ma'am, there is a man downstairs, he is requesting to see you."
"Dean, you know that I never see anyone who comes. Why would this one be any different?'
"Ma'am, this one says his name is the Doctor. I'll tell him to go now, if you want me to." He turned to leave.
"w-wait. Did you say, The Doctor?"
Dean stopped. "Yes Ma'am. What do you want me to tell him? I can easily make him leave if necessary."
"No, send him up. I think I'll speak with him."
"Very good Ma'am, I'll just go and get him now."
AS the elevator door closed, blocking his view of the room, he could have sworn he heard the whispered voice of his employee saying "Can it be true?"
End chapter 1
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