A/N: Hello. This is my very first attempt at writing Doctor Who in any shape or form. If the characters are horribly OOC, then I most sincerely apologize. On that note, I am taking liberties with this and changing things. It goes AU right at the episode Midnight, it also assumes that the Library never happened. I adore River, but she doesn't fit my story. Keep in mind that I have little to no knowledge of Classic Who and it's been a while since I've actually watched any episodes as our WiFi has decided to part from this world. Constructive criticism is always appreciated, especially because this is my first in a new fandom. This gets choppy and awkward around the first chapter. I'll fix that eventually. Other than that, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Obviously, I do not own Doctor Who. If you recognize it, it's not mine.

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Stardate: 1/Apple7-Delta4 Location: Meridian Prime

Rose lifted her head off the cold metal supporting her chains. He was back, he always came back. Whether it was to taunt or to simply reassure himself she was still there, she wasn't sure. Her back ached, her wrists quit bleeding days ago, and she couldn't feel anything below her ankles.

"Good evening, Wolf." He spoke from the door that had slid open with a hiss of air. "I hope you enjoyed your dinner. It was your last."

Rose chuckled. It came out more hoarse than she wanted. "My last? Then I was right. The eclipse is upon us."

He looked up from the wrist computer he had been studying closely. "Of course you were right. How could you be wrong? This is why you were chosen. Only a being of time could satisfy my goddess." He sighed as he looked over clothes. "I'll send in someone with your dress in the morning. I am old, I grow weary. With your sacrifice, Wolf, my goddess will grant me life anew."

Rose leaned her head on the other metal support and shifted her chains. The cold stung for a moment; and she briefly considered finding a way to lie on the floor. She'd break her arms trying. She needed what was left of her strength if she had any chance of this succeeding.

He watched her shift before he found what he was looking for. Then, he nodded and walked back to the door. "I'll check on you in the morning." He had just turned the corner out of the door when he turned back and stuck his head around the door. "Oh, and Wolf, how are you enjoying the new chains?"

Rose pulled on them lightly. "Sturdy. They're better than the last, at least."

He chuckled. "Yes. You can't turn these into dust. They're timeless; forged by the Time Lords at the beginning of the War, in the Mountains of Solace and Solitude. They were made to hold the Daleks."

Rose stopped pulling and gave a long look at the chains. How did someone like him get their hands on Time Lord technology? She sighed. The things you could find on the black market. "Everything turns to dust eventually, even the Time Lords."

He took a moment to respond. "Yes, but you'll be dead long before then. Good night, Wolf."

Rose shifted her head back on to the support and closed her eyes. "Sleep well, Dorian."

The door shut, and she was left alone.

She sat up and moved into meditative position. If she was right, and Dorian wasn't wrong, she was always right about timing, then she had ten hours to do this. There were no cameras and no microphones. She was truly alone, and she had begun conserving her strength for this from the moment she had learned she couldn't get out alone.

Rose closed her eyes and took deep breaths. She slipped into her trance and knew no more of the outside world.

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She awoke in darkness. This was normal, and only momentary. Soon there was a pin-pick of golden light and the beginnings of a song she knew from the moment she was born. The light grew in intensity until it warmed her being, and the song grew to a steady rhythm. When she was sure it couldn't get any brighter, the light dimmed and the song was almost muted. It was little more than a steady hum in the back of her mind.

A cloud of golden dust surrounded her and an excited, familiar presence filled her head. "Wolf! My Wolf! Where have you been? I couldn't see you, I couldn't feel you. I searched, Sister. I looked so hard for Him. You must come home, Wolf. Our Thief needs you."

Rose chuckled. "Yes, I know. I'm aware of what he was ready to say. I know he meant it." A small smile slipped itself on to her face. "A lot has changed, Sister, and I have much to tell you. Now is not the time, however. I need your help."

The cloud shimmered. "Anything you need, Wolf. You know this. It has always been so."

Rose sighed in relief. It was a lot to ask of the TARDIS without giving her any explanation. She had been worried she would tell her no. "Then this is what I need you to do. Listen carefully, and trust me. Can you do that?"

The cloud shimmered again. "Anything, Sister."

Rose smiled again. "I need you to bond with me. I have to get a message to Jack. I know he's in Cardiff and I know what he's capable of. I'm aware of what We did to him, and I stand by Our decision. He is needed for many things to come. One of them being this; I am being held captive by a Merinian named Dorian. He has plans for me that would not bode well for the Universe. I cannot elaborate now, Sister. I have enough strength to get a message to him. You will need to get the Doctor to him; confirm his story."

The cloud shimmered once more. She hesitated. "Wolf, the power almost killed you last time. It would have if Our Thief did not adore you so. Are you sure about this?"

Rose shifted her hair out of her face. "I am much older than you know, Sister. I have seen things, and done things that you know not of. Trust me on this. I can handle it now. I merely need you to be an anchor. Pull it out when I grow too weak. I've been hiding this bond from Dorian for a long few days. He cannot learn of it now, not when he's so close to what he desires."

The cloud shifted and hummed in agreement. "Okay. You have ten minutes, Sister. Then I pull the power. Be swift and true. State what you need and do it quickly. There will be time for explanations later."

Rose hummed. "There will be."

The light and music increased. The golden cloud shifted around her skin and the music flowed louder through her head. Rose closed her eyes and let the power consume her. She began to hum with the melody she could only hear in her head. She twirled to the rhythm.

The Wolf danced.