Hey all! This is my very first Doctor Who fanfic. I've had this brewing in my brain for a few weeks now. Um, hope you guys like it, since I'm still a little new to the fandom.
I don't own Doctor Who. Just this story.
Prologue
He saw her, desparately clinging on to the control switch, hoping against hope she wouldn't get sucked into the void. He would vaguely recall later how he had screamed for her to hang on, desparation and fear evident in his face. But in that moment, he saw as her fingers struggled, her grip weakening, before slipping. Everything seemed to go in slow motion after that. Rose screaming as she flew backwards into the vacuum, her arms reaching to him in vain. His cries hung in the air. He saw her face drifting further and further away, a look of sadness in her eyes before she closed them. Her lips moved, as if trying to talk. She opened her eyes again and gave a shadow of a smile...before the rift closed.
Time seemed to flow back to normal as the Doctor stared at the area that had once been the void, now a regular wall. He staggered over to it, pressed against it, hoping to feel some small trace of her. He knew there wasn't. After what seemed like hours, he finally made his way back to the TARDIS, lifelessly shuffling his feet along until he found his room somehow, and collapsed on the bed. He didn't know that, at that very moment, there was a light humming sound in the room where the Void had been. He didn't know that gold particles were starting to trickle from the walls, nor that they were floating in the air. He didn't know how they were now glowing, the color of sunshine. He couldn't have known.
Meanwhile...
"My Wolf...my dear Wolf...What has become of you? Are you forever gone?"
No...not completely. I can no longer take physical form. But I am here.
"The Void swallowed you. The Doctor...his thoughts...please, you must go to him!"
He won't be able to see me. Not like this. When I was lost to the Void, my physical form was returned to nothingness.
"My Wolf...will we never see you again?"
Not for a long time. But if all goes as intended, we will meet again. But...you must help him.
"What must I do, dear one?"
My physical body is gone. But my entire being still exists. My heart, my mind, my soul, my spirit...it still exists. I will send it all across time and space, past and the future. Find them, these pieces. Find them, and gather them. Bring them together. Only then, will Rose Tyler walk this Earth again.
"Where must we look, dear Wolf?"
There are things even I'm unsure of. These pieces have been scattered, and they will settle when they have stopped. I will only say this. Do not give up. Do not let him give up, nor despair. I promise you, we will meet again.
"My Wolf...I swear, we will find you."
I know you will. And I look forward to it. I must go now. I'll be seeing you.
In his sleep, the Doctor dreamed of her. They dreamed of her, walking away slowly, waving goodbye with a smile, before fading to black.