Just a little one-shot that was just begging me to publish it. In advance, I'm sorry.
As I put my head against the wall in little Amelia Ponds room all I could think about was that fateful day, the day of the battle of Canary wharf. The hopeless feeling of seeing my beautiful Rose falling towards the Void. The relieved feeling when I saw that Pete had caught her. Then the split-second later when a thought hit me like a ton of bricks.
I would never see her again.
My little pink and yellow human. Her little tongue-touched smile that lit up her face. The look she gets when she realizes something that she thinks I haven't already figured out. Her wonderful laugh that could fill any room.
And in that moment both of my hearts broke. Even after all the Daleks and Cybermen had gone through the void all I could do was stumble my way through the pain I was feeling and put my head up against the wall. Like that thin little wall was the only thing separating us. Like we weren't in different dimensions and if I just listened hard enough, if I just listened long enough, I might just hear her laugh one more time.
Just as I did it before I was doing it now, my head against the wall, listening for any sign that my beautiful Rose could ever come back. In little Amelia Ponds room so far away from where I lost Rose and still so agonizingly close. Just one thin little wall away.
The pain flashes through me once again, and the hole in my hearts almost rips itself open once again. But I can't break down now. Not in front of Amelia.
She looks at me like she knows the pain I'm feeling. Children always pick up on stuff like that. I hope she never understands this pain, for it damages everything it touches.
I put up the front that I wear almost every waking moment and try carry on. Even though I know that tonight or whenever the next time I sleep is, I will dream of my beautiful Rose and wake up screaming. But, like always; I'll have to keep running, always running. I'll aways have to keep running. Maybe one day time will heal that hole that just keeps bleeding. The hole that she left behind.
- The End -