"And I suppose, if it's my last chance to say it... Rose Tyler..." began the Doctor, before fading away to nothing.

Rose broke down. This wasn't what she had wanted. She'd promised that she'd stay with the Doctor forever. Turning, she ran to her mum, felt herself being hugged tightly. She wasn't sure how long the embrace lasted. She barely noticed. The Doctor was gone, forever, and that's all she could think about. This was somehow worse than when he'd sent her away, in Canary Wharf.

Rose was still sobbing when her family bundled her into the jeep again. By the time they reached Bergen, her tears had mostly subsided. But she was still melancholy. Silent.

"We'll get rooms here tonight and travel more in the morning, sweetheart." Jackie, her mum, had informed her.

But Rose couldn't sleep that night. She kept thinking about the Doctor, wondering what he was doing. What planet he was on. No more travel in space. No more seeing those wonderful sights. Like Sarah Jane, she'd been left behind. It wasn't his fault this time, but she'd still been left behind. These thoughts occupied her mind until the wee hours of the morning, so that she couldn't have gotten more than a couple hours of sleep by the time her alarm went off.

Looking at herself in the mirror above the bathroom sink, Rose saw that she had large circles under her eyes. After splashing water on her face halfheartedly, she dressed and went to meet her family. There was a breakfast of some sort. Rose had no idea what it was, she barely ate any. It could've been her favorite, or it could've been a pile of sticks; she couldn't taste it. She also didn't hear the conversation around her.

Working on autopilot, Rose climbed into the jeep with everyone else. The drive to the ferry seemed longer than the drive from the ferry. Once the jeep was loaded, Rose climbed out of the jeep and started to wander off. With a soft grunt, she acknowledged her mum saying that she was there to talk, if Rose wanted.

Somehow, she found her way to the observation area and sat, staring unseeingly out at the grey waves. After a few moments, she realized that she wasn't alone. Someone had sat beside her. Sure that it was her mum or Mickey, she turned to tell them to leave her be. Instead, she found herself looking at a stranger.

The woman had a sort of oriental look, and was not much older than she was. Rose wasn't sure exactly what nationality she was, but her ornate garments hinted that she wasn't from Norway at all. Not even from Europe. Vaguely, Rose wondered why the woman would wear them on a dirty ferry at all.

"You are hurt. In pain. I tell your fortune. Maybe good news?" The other woman suggested, not unkindly.

Rose managed a polite half-smile, "I just want to be alone, thanks."

"I make your pain go away. Promise. Fortunes are meant to be told." insisted the woman.

Not this fortune. Rose wanted to shout. A future without the Doctor? The thought was almost unbearable still. But there was something in the woman's intent gaze that stilled her. Something almost familiar. Rose just couldn't place it. "Yeah, all right." she relented.

The woman got to her feet, "Not here. Come. Come with me."

Rose felt herself following the woman, wondering where they were going. She didn't have long to wait. Below decks, there was a partially hidden cupboard-sized office. Between the two of them and the tiny table, there was barely any room.

The other woman took Rose's right hand and began to trace a finger across her palm. "Your life is fascinating, a long life." she proclaimed, "A large family. But here, a man. You met an extraordinary man and you lost him."

This was nothing Rose didn't already know. "Yeah. And? Your promise?" she prompted, unimpressed.

The woman clung tightly to Rose's hand, almost painfully so, as a wave of dizziness passed over Rose. "What if you never lost him? Think back. No more pain. Think back."

Another wave of dizziness swept over Rose. She thought she might faint. Maybe she did, because suddenly she was no longer aware of anything else.