I do NOT own the rights to Doctor Who. I own this story. I love the characters and I used my imagination.

Summary: The battle of canary warf is over. The Doctor (David Tennant) has saved the day again but at a price: His true love Rose is stuck in a paralell universe. Unable to accept that, he begins a dangerous journey to the farthest corners of the universe seeking a way to communicate with her once more and get her back.

CHAPTER 1

"Rose? Rose! NOOOOOOOOOO" He woke up startled. Looking around in confusion he rubbed his eyes and got up. It was very rare of him to sleep that long and often, but ever since what happened at Canary Warf he'd found himself empty and tired. Whenever he fell asleep his dreams were haunted by the image of Rose being sucked into the portal and her father saving her in the last second. He knew she was alive and fairly well, but their last encounter had left them in sadness and tears. It had been more years than he cared to know to hear someone profess their love to him in a way he could not escape. He always got close to his companions and would give his life to save them, but there was something different about Rose. Her disappearance had left him with a broken heart. What was worse, she didn't even hear what he had to say! Before he could respond, the connection had broken off and the other universe had sealed itself forever. So now he was stuck on this side of reality with the burden of having loved and lost. This hadn't happened to him in about 800 years.

"No use lying around though", he said to himself out loud. "Got to get going." He got up and walked over to the control. "I've still got the TARDIS. It's a time machine and a space ship! If there's anything in this universe that I can't do, I'd like to know about it!" He moved the handle and spun the wheel around. His course was set. He was going to the Shadow Proclamation to seek out a counselor. Hopefully he could help him with his mission. His objective was clear: Find a way to get to the paralell universe and get Rose back. Of course she was alive and healthy now, but she wasn't happy. Also being somewhat selfish, he wasn't happy either and only she could fix that. The TARDIS made its usual noises as it flew across the universe. Finally, it landed smoothly. The Doctor walked out of the door only to see a long bridge in front of him. This was not how he remembered the location of the Shadow Proclamation. Something had gone wrong. He walked along the bridge looking left and right, checking for enemies. There was nobody there at all. Reaching the other side he pulled out his sonic screwdriver and pointed it at what looked like a video screen. At first there was only a loud beeping noise. Then there he saw a woman's face appear on the screen. She had red hair and bright blue eyes. In a soft voice she said: "Good afternoon, evening or morning. I am Coleen, your information booth. How may I be of assistance?" The Doctor smiled. "Oh, this is a direction booth! Aah, I haven't seen any of those for years! Sorry there. Can you tell me where I am exactly?"

"Of course, Sir. You are on Talmin, the information planet."

"I see. The thing is, I was trying to reach the Shadow Proclamation. I thought I entered the right coordinates for their location, but something must have gone wrong. Can you tell me anything about that?"

"Of course, Sir. The Shadow Proclamation resides about 500 000 miles away from here. If you have landed on this planet instead of their's, it is because they do not want to be found. Most probably, they do not approve of what you want to do, Doctor."

He froze. He was used to people knowing about him, but now a machine was talking to him like it knew him.

"And what is it exactly that I want to do?"

"You seek someone. Someone who has found a spot in your heart like no one including yourself had ever thought possible. She is now in another universe and unreachable for you."

"Yes! Exactly! And I've got to find a way to get her back. Can you help me with that?"

"Of course not, Sir. It isn't possible and it shouldn't be to meddle with parallel universes, Sir. It might rip a whole into reality."

"And that is why I can't find the Shadow Proclamation, yeah? What if there was an emergency?"

"They would understand an emergency. If you cannot reach them, they do not want to be found."

"Yes, yes alright!" He turned away from the screen. Anger rose from his heart. "How can this be? I need to talk to the Shadow Proclamation. They owe me! Do you know how much I've done for them? Do you know how much I've risked to save the universe? They should be paying me! They owe it to me to talk to me! Tell me, how do I reach them?"

"You cannot."

"But I have to!"

"You cannot."

"What if I'd go back in time, save Rose and do for once not give a damn about what will happen to time and space?"

The picture of the woman in the screen stopped for a second.

"They have agreed to see you. You may proceed."

"Thank you ever so much!" the Doctor yelled in irony.

He turned around on the spot and walked back over the bridge back to the TARDIS. Getting inside he stopped on the threshold for a second gathering himself together. At the control panel he saw that now the TARDIS was desplaying the actual coordinates of where they were. Once again he put in the desination and took off. His hearts were pounding so fast.

Even though he had done this a million times, he still got nervous whenever he landed somewhere and got out of the TARDIS. That didn't change this time. He hadn't been to the Shadow Proclamation in more years than he could remember and was curious to see if it still looked the same. Also he wondered whether they would actually let him speak instead of simply telling him it was impossible to get Rose back and he should simply accept the fact right there and then. For him that was not an option.

As he stepped out of the TARDIS he saw the familiar white walls and big corridors. At first there was no one there. Then a Wokotoma, who looked like a giant rinozeros, came along and stood in front of him. He spoke in his familiar Wokotomanian language he had no problem understanding. "The Shadow Proclamation recognizes your existence. What is the purpose of your visit?"

Speaking the language fluenty, the Doctor answered: "I'm the Doctor and I have to speak to the Headmistress of the Shadow Proclamation. It's an urgent matter!"

"The Headmistress only speaks to creatures on matters of the utmost importance. Is the urgent matter a matter of life war or peace?"

"Not exactly, however …"

The Wokotomanian interrupted him immediately. "Then you have no business here. The Headmistress will not see you!"

"I have to speak to her immediately! I need … I need to find someone! It's all my fault that she is in a different world where she doesn't belong! I need so save her. I … I love her!"

The Wokotomanian stepped back a few steps. The Doctor could hear footsteps. Someone was coming down the stairs. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a woman in a white dress. She had furious looking eyes and wild hair. With slow and gracious steps she walked over. "The great Doctor, famous amongst most species in this universe, known across time and space. You have ended the time war and saved uncountable creatures, humans, aliens, robtos and animals. Yet you come all this way for one person. She must really mean a lot to you."

"She does."

Her expression softened. "This event should be documented in history. The Doctor cares more about one particular person than himself or anyone else in the universe. I can see it in your eyes, Doctor. You have changed."

"Yes, fine, alright. I have changed, but I still need to find a way to get her back. She doesn't belong in the other world! She's not happy and it's all my fault. I was the one that was supposed to save her, be there for her and my miscalculations and mistakes sent her off to another reality she didn't grow up in and neither did her mother!"

The woman raised her eyebrows. "You care about her mother?"

"No, yes … I don't know. Rose cares about her and I care about Rose, even though her mother is … excentric to say the least. But that's not the point! The point is …"

"The point is you are trying to do something that has never been done before. You cannot simply travel into another part of reality, it doesn't work like that."

The Doctor felt the anger rising inside of him. He didn't know whom he was angrier at: This woman for telling him things he already knew or fate for getting him in this situation. Still he was now standing in front of someone who could actually help him if he could find the right words.

He took a deep breath and said: "Isn't there a law that people should stay in their indestined realities and once you meddle with that, you meddle with destiny?"

"There are exceptions to that", said the woman coldly.

"But Rose Tyler was – is a vital part of this universe! Without her many things wouldn't be here. I wouldn't be here. She's the reason I am standing here. She is the reason that the Earth didn't perish under the attack of Cybermen and Dalek alike! She was the one who saved humanity! Not me! It was all her! What will happen to the Earth and oh, the entire universe if she's gone? Tell me that!"

The woman was quiet for a minute. She paced around the hall not taking his eyes off the Doctor for one second. Then she suddenly came to a halt. "There is only one who ever intentionally went over to the parallel world and came back without ripping a hole into the fabric of reality. She travelled there a long time ago to find her mother who through unfortunate circumstances ended up there. Though when they found each other, the mother was much older than she had been. Time seems to be ahead and move faster there. So if you intend to get her back the way she was, you must hurry."

The Doctor felt his hearts jump. His face felt hot and he could hardly stand still. "Yes, that is the kind of person I need! Where does she live?"

"That's the problem. She has been hiding from us and everyone else for years. The only hint I can give you is where she was last seen. It was in 2099 on Satellite III. I do not know if this is helpful to you."

"Oh yes, it is! The Satellite stations have records. I might be able to find her through them. What's her name?"

"Larah Jones. She is the the granddaughter of Martha Jones, who one day will be leading the Earth in fights against alien invasions."

The name didn't ring a bell with the Doctor at all, but it was good enough for him. He was almost ready to leave before the woman spoke again. "Doctor, listen! You should be careful. The journey you're about to embark on holds many dangers! You might go down the dark ways of your own mind. Beware! You might even lose yourself."

The Doctor considered this for a second. Then he said: "I understand, but I have to do this. Nothing and no one has ever meant more to me. I'm ready."

The woman moved closer to him in a graceful way. Her feet barely seemed to touch the ground. She slowly lifted her arm and gently put her hand on the Doctor's left cheek. She looked into his eyes for a minute without saying a word. Then she said: "The Doctor, so old, but yet so young. Still learning the ways of the world. So brave, yet so scared! Never before have you felt so alone. Never before were your hearts hurting in that way, not even when your people and your planet perished in front of your eyes. The Doctor in love – never in a million years would I have thought it to be possible."

He did not like it much when other people read his mind. This lady was doing it in a non-invasive way, but still he didn't want her to know everything that was going on inside his head. He imagined a door closing and she took a step back. "So strong in your mind, Doctor, so weak in the heart. I hope you find what you are looking for to strengthen it, to heal it. I send you the good luck and fortune of all my people."

"Thank you", the Doctor said appreciatively. He turned around on the spot making his way back to the TARDIS. He could see that the Wokotomanian was still standing on the same spot. He seemed not to have moved an inch.

"Doctor", he heard the woman say. He turned around on the threshold. "If you need to find us again, you will. We will not hide from you again." He nodded. Then he stepped into his ship. It was asleep. "Come on then", he shouted, "you can't be sleeping at a time like this! Wake up." The engines started making noises and the light went on. "That's better. We have a big mission ahead of us. We need to find someone who doesn't want to be found. But it's not like we have never done anything like that before, right? Remember the time when we set out to find that woman who knew the location of that lost planet? It took us a long time, but we managed. So this should be a piece of cake. Off to Satellite III! Allons-y!"

He moved down the handle of the control, set the time and coordinates and punched the start button. He heard the familiar noise of the TARDIS processing the data and setting off. He was now on a mission – a mission to find the one he loved and nothing could stand in his way.

BOOM! With a loud crash the TARDIS landed. The numbers on the coordinates and time jumped back and forth. "Oh no!" he shouted moving around the control panel. "What happened?" He stormed outside. Looking up blinkingly into the sun, he noticed himself standing in front of Big Ben. He was on Earth. Why did the TARDIS bring him here? He looked around. No one seemed to notice him. What had happened? Why was he here?