Author note: Hi, hope you enjoy reading this, this is very much a work in progress. I don't even know how it will turn out at the end... I love it! But please bare with me this is the first story I have written since was just a babe, lol, so i may be a bit rusty... but as long as you enjoy it thats all that matters. I'd appreciate any comments to help me along the way. Enough words though I got some more writing to do... so enjoy ;-)
The last time she spoke to the Doctor at Bad Wolf Bay was the day she realised there was no hope for her heart: it died then. She counted the passing of time from that day, her birthday and other anniversaries lost their importance. Three months, six days, four hours and thirteen minutes time had painfully crawled by filling Rose with emptiness and sorrow. Rose felt time's every second go by, felt it drag across her skin pulling her unwillingly into a future filled with void. Rose had never thought about time, the way the seconds filled the minutes, which filled the hours which made up the days, it never occurred to her that each second could be a lifetime which was ironic considering she used to travel to different times, almost cheating it… time was once an amusement arcade now it was her prison.
She sighed softly and stared at a photo with longing… The Doctor, her Doctor, how she missed his ready smile, his friendship and his quirky sense of humour her eyes filled with tears as she softly kissed the photo. He smiled back at her, his lopsided grin, and soft brown eyes and his not ginger hair. Two years of her life had been spent travelling with him seeing the universe and she had grown to love him, sometimes she felt she had loved him all her life. She felt certain he would go on without her but for her she felt her heart had died when he disappeared from her life.
She placed the photo under her pillow and reached the key dangling from her necklace which she never took off. The TARDIS key was cold against her skin, yet it warmed her heart: this was all she had left of him and she couldn't bare to part with it, her only connection to him.
Sadness had drained her leaving her weak and lethargic, her mother had urged her to seek some help with her depression but Rose had shaken her head, she didn't want to be happy without the Doctor. She spent most of her days lying in bed, part of her hoping if she went to sleep she'd wake up and find him there and find that the past months had been a dream. Weeks went by and reality set in, she made a decision she would defend the Earth, travel and learn all she can just as her Doctor did every day. She would accept Pete's offer and work at Torchwood, she would make it her life, her love and in some way it would bring the Doctor closer.