Hi everyone! So this is my first Doctor Who story so I hope you like! Oh, and be warned, I pretty much live in the past when it comes to Doctor Who so there will probably only be stories involving Martha, Rose, or Donna as the companions. Anyways, I hope you like this story, I started the beginning like two weeks ago and finally finished it today so hopefully it flows well. Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: If I owned Doctor Who then Doomsday would have never happened but the Doctor would still have met Martha and Donna and they'd all happily be running around some planet together right now.

Rose was alone. No, let's rephrase that. Rose was alone again. After yet another failed attempt at getting a certain Time Lord out of her head. This was getting old. Why was it that every time went out and thought she'd have a good time with a guy, she ended up sitting alone on her front porch, staring up at the stars, wondering if he was up there somewhere.

It was a long story, a really, really long story. It all basically started about a year ago when she and the Doctor, well, the Doctor's human-clone, had been enjoying a nice picnic in a soft, green meadow. Suddenly, a tiny UFO-like spaceship had crashed right in front of their eyes and the Doctor had gotten the brilliant idea of investigating.

To make a long story much, much shorter, basically the alien had not liked the fact that some strange man was poking and prodding at his ship with a sonic screwdriver and had disintegrated him with a laser gun. He'd then threatened Rose, telling her that if she didn't leave, he'd kill her as well. Rose had fled, only getting about a hundred feet away, before dissolving into a mass of tears.

But that was in the past, and for the past six months she'd forced herself to go on date after date with guys her friends set her up with. If only Mickey hadn't decided to live in the real world and not to come back with her to the parallel universe, then he'd at least be able to cheer her up. She would have most likely given him another chance and they'd be hanging out at his place right now, but no, nothing ever went her way anymore.

Whatever, Rose was done with feeling pathetic for herself. It was time that she got over what could have been and truly moved on to other guys. Today she'd promised herself that she would try to have a good time with the most recent guy she'd been set up with, Ricky Huston. He'd been polite, attractive, and willing to give her a chance, damaged and all. She just couldn't get over the feeling that it was never going to work out and have a good time, and so she'd asked him to take her home early. This time, though, it wasn't because she was depressed about the doctor, it was because of something else that had happened a few weeks before, something that had changed her view on life completely.

Flashback…

"Doctor." Rose called, smiling as she saw him walking towards her from across the dark room, his hair as amazing as ever and with the same grin as usual.

"Rose. I've missed you." He murmured, finally reaching her and embracing her in one of their classic hugs.

"I've missed you too." Rose whispered as the doctor pulled apart from her.

Suddenly, his smile dissolved to reveal a grim-faced doctor gazing at her sadly. Looking around, Rose realized that she was at Bad Wolf Bay, the last place she'd seen the Doctor, the real Doctor, before he'd left with Donna, and years before when his hologram had dissolved before he said three simple words to her.

"I love you." She found herself saying, a tear slipping down her cheek involuntarily. What was going on? One moment she was being reunited with him, and the next she was saying goodbye to him the say way she had four years ago.

"And quite right to." He said, making her heart break in two all over again. "And I suppose, it's my last chance to say it…" He began, getting Rose's hopes up again even though she knew what was coming. "Rose Tyler."

And then he was gone. But instead of breaking down into heart-wrenching sobs, she found herself standing in the light of the TARDIS, facing her doctor, the one with big ears and a leather jacket, the one she could leave alone for more than five minutes without worrying that when she came back, he'd be snogging some random girl. The power of the Time Vortex was ripping through her veins and her head was pounding with the tick of each second that passed, but this time she could see everything and knew what was going on.

"But this is wrong! You can't control life and death!" The Doctor yelled, looking up at her with his stunning blue eyes.

"But I can. The sun and the moon, the day and night. But why do they hurt?" Rose asked, still not understanding why she was asking this when the answer was obvious considering she'd already lived through this entire scene.

"The power's gonna kill you and its my fault." The Doctor cried, looking down.

"I can see everything." Rose said as the Doctor looked up. "All that is, all that was, all that ever could be." The doctor stood up at this, amazement shining through his eyes.

"That's what I see, all the time, and doesn't it drive you mad?" The Doctor asked, a small smile crossing his face.

"My head," Rose began, cringing at the pain.

"Come here."

"Is killing me." She finished, frowning.

"I think you need a doctor." The Doctor pulled her towards him, her face only inches from hers.

And then she woke up.

But did she wake up? Rose could still feel the power of the Tardis coursing through her veins, like the little bit of power the Doctor had missed when he kissed her had been awakened, recharged. Looking in the mirror, Rose gasped when she saw that her eyes were a swirling-yellow. Sucking in a breath, she closed them tightly for a minute, clearing her mind of everything, and when she opened them again, every ounce of power she'd felt a minute ago had disappeared and she was again just Rose.

...

After that experience, things hadn't just seemed weird and out of sorts, but they really were. Some days Rose would wake up and she'd feel this surge of power once more, but after only a few seconds it was gone. All of her dreams were now centered on old memories, with her knowing what was happening every time but still going along with it. But the weirdest thing of all was the fact that she didn't seem to be aging. Even though it had been almost two months, her hair hadn't grown any longer and her fingernails were still the same stubs they had been a month ago. It wasn't just her, though, the lady who cut her hair had even noticed that it had barely grown half an inch from her last haircut three months ago. Something was going on here, and if Rose's suspicions were correct, she was never going to age again.

This of course made her more depressed than ever, now not only had the doctor left her unnecessarily, but she had no chance of growing old with anybody else. Typical, she thought, shaking her head. Just when I can be with the Doctor, there's no possible way I can find him.

The worst part, though, was the fact that last night Rose had had a dream where the doctor said he was coming to find her, and he never did. She'd waited all day on the front porch, not wanting to go on her date, only wanting to wait for him.

Suddenly, Rose's head snapped up. She could have sworn she heard it, the TARDIS. Looking to her right, Rose gasped, standing up abruptly, as the sound grew stronger and a large, blue, telephone box appeared in front of her. No, this was not happening. This couldn't be happening. He was gone and there was no way he could come back, right? The door swung open to reveal the cheery-faced doctor, grinning at her stunned expression.

"Rose! There you are, I've been searching all over for you. Seriously, do you not know how to answer a phone?" The Doctor asked, running a hand through his hair.

"Doctor." Rose breathed, smiling.

"Are you coming or not?" When Rose nodded, his face lit up into a smile. "Great! I have so much to tell you! I was thinking we could finally visit the planet Barcelona. Or maybe we could plan a trip to Raxacoricofallapatorius, what do you think about that?" He babbled as he strutted deeper into the TARDIS, flicking a few switches on the control panel before looking behind him where Rose was still standing, stock-still, on her front steps.

Running outside and grabbing her hand, the Doctor pulled Rose inside the TARDIS, his grin widening as he saw her finally shake her head and smile brightly at him. "Let's go!" She said, walking over to the control panel.

"Couldn't have said it better myself!" The Doctor announced as the TARDIS hummed around him. "Allons-y!"

Did you like it? I haven't actually seen an episode of Doctor Who in about a month so this might be a bit OOC. I may or may not continue this, but if I do it'll probably just be one or two chapters longer. Review please! :)