A/N: This fanfic is based on a video I saw on You Tube. The video is by Bex19 so credit goes to her for the inspiration. This is AU, not only because of Rose losing her memory but also because Rose is still with the Doctor during the events of Sound of Drums/Last of the Time Lords.

Chapter One

He was so glad she couldn't see him now.

The Doctor, the last of the Time Lords, Time's Champion, locked inside a tiny birdcage. It was extremely embarrassing. Especially since the Master came nearly every hour to stare at him and gloat. He only wished she hadn't witnessed his aging in the first place…if she had witnessed it.

No, she was still alive, he was sure of it. His bond with her was so strong he felt sure he would know if she was dead. Or maybe that was just wishful thinking. But he knew Rose and he knew how strong she was, mentally and physically. If anyone could do what he asked, she could. He had his part to play and she had hers so he had to trust in her as usual and hope that she succeeded in her mission.

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"Damn it!"

Rose ducked behind a building when she saw a Toclafane coming her way. For nearly a year she'd been able to dodge the murderous balls while walking the world but she was exhausted and near the breaking point. It had been a hellish year and she had to keep pushing herself to keep going and talk herself into not giving up. The only thing that kept her going was the thought of seeing the Doctor again and no homicidal ball was going to keep her from that.

She kept still, her eyes moving while she tracked the Toclafane while it slowly flew by the alley. Thanks to the perception filter, the ball didn't see her at all and she was glad the Doctor created them before he was taken hostage by the Master. Without them, she would have failed in her mission. Although to be honest, she thought the assignment was a bit strange. She didn't know why telling people about the Doctor would make that big a difference unless the Doctor was planning to rally everyone to rise up and rebel against the Master. She gave up trying to work out what the Doctor was thinking and decided to put her trust in him that he could save them all.

When the Toclafane was far enough away from the alley, Rose snuck out. She made sure the Toclafane couldn't see her before she continued on. She was near Trafalgar Square now, nearly at the end of her mission. As soon as she reached it, she would start the second part of the plan and God willing, she'd see the Doctor and Jack again.

She hid again when another Toclafane showed its ugly head. She made a face imagining the brown misshapen human face inside it as it flew past. She didn't have much face to face contact with the Master but after all he did, both here and in the past, she had come to the conclusion that he was a sadistic homicidal maniac and the Earth would rejoice once he was gone.

She finally reached Trafalgar Square and took a well deserved rest. She looked up and made a face. During her absence, the Master had replaced the statue of Nelson with one of himself. He'd done that all over the world, different statues of various heights and different poses, reminding the survivors of his slaughter just who was in charge of them now. The sky was overcast and it had been spitting out rain until an hour ago. The air was slightly chilly which just added to the creepiness of the Master statue.

"You don't deserve to be up there," Rose muttered while she stared at the statue. "If it were up to me, the Doctor would be there instead of you."

She shook her head. She needed to keep a level head at the moment. She couldn't let anger cloud her judgment and she couldn't get emotional over the Doctor. Even the joy at seeing him again had to go to the back of her mind. She needed to focus on the task at hand. Still, the thought of seeing the man she loved made her heart race. She just hoped that the Master hadn't done something to him in his diminutive state. The thought of watching that bastard age the Doctor down to the size of a dwarf made her blood boil and she had to take another deep breath to calm herself down.

She rested near the statue for about a half hour before she decided to put the next part of the plan into action. She lifted the flap on Jack's vortex manipulator and inputted the coordinates for the Valiant that the Doctor had whispered to her over a year ago. During that time, she had repeated them over and over until they were firmly committed to memory because the manipulator was her key to getting back on board the flying ship and getting back to the Doctor and the TARDIS.