Yep, another one :P My Alternatives fic for Parting of the Ways. Hope some of you enjoy.
So Many Wrongs
He didn't know what to do with Rose anymore.
First, she had gotten jealous that he had invited another female along. Lynda had been nice though, and he would have liked travelling with her very much, but that wasn't to happen. Now poor Lynda was dead, along with almost everyone else.
After that, she had told him, because she hadn't thought of leaving the space station for somewhere else, that she was the best. She had actually used the words "I'm just that good!" He understood her reasoning, though he doubted she knew that. The thought hadn't occurred to her, because she knew he wouldn't go. Plain and simple. Wherever he went, she went too, no exceptions. Even if it meant death.
Does she have no survival instinct at all?
Well, she was definitely not that good, especially with what she did next.
After that and the trouble it took to get her in the TARDIS on her own and safe back home (may Jackie never try to smack him again for that, he had done what he had promised) she had done the unthinkable.
She ripped open the TARDIS, looked inside the time vortex and used that energy to transport herself and the TARDIS back to the space station. The TARDIS afterwards had been crying in his head and had told him what had happened.
Rose's memory of what had happened when all the Bad Wolf stuff was going on had been wiped. She'd remember ripping open the TARDIS and reaching him, maybe hearing the TARDIS song for a while, but nothing else.
The TARDIS had been able to get out some words but she had been unable to stop Rose from some of the stupidest things the universe had ever seen. She had brought back Jack with no thought whatsoever to making him mortal. She had killed the Dalek's like as if they were ants, and just there for her to play with as she wanted. She had no thought at all to all the other dead people on the space station. All that mattered to her was him.
Rose was no better than a Dalek herself, and he couldn't tell her that.
At least he had felt remorse after killing the Daleks during the War, and grief for having killed his own people. He was sure right then, that Rose would have felt nothing for any of it if she did remember.
He wished she could remember, but that would kill her, and he was better than that. If it was at all possible he could find a way to make her remember without killing her, he'd do it.
He had taken her death into himself instead. Sacrificed the rest of this life so Rose would live and grow and hopefully learn from past mistakes. He hadn't yet regenerated, but he would have to soon. He was just waiting for Rose to wake up.
Let's see how well she deals with a new him.
Maybe a new him would be able to better control her, before she became one of the bad guys he'd have to stop.
Because that was the way Rose was heading right now.
It was the Master all over again.
He had the worst luck sometimes...
It was always the ones he loved.