Hey! I've had this sitting around for a while so I thought I would post it. I know it's been done, but I guess I thought I'd take my turn at it. Enjoy and please review. =)

She had mixed feelings, but now she didn't have a choice. Because when it came right down to it, the decision was made for her. Sure, she could work hard, rip a hole in the fabric of their reality and find him once again, never to leave. But where did that leave him?

He hadn't done anything wrong, exactly. Sure, genocide wasn't right and the Doctor had good intentions by leaving them together, but she didn't want him, she wanted the Doctor.

The Doctor told her they were the same. But were they really?

Rose now sat in a car, withdrawn into her own world, not daring to look at him. She was headed to the Tyler mansion, where he would likely stay. But not her. No, she would go to her flat and sort out what exactly she wanted to do. Because there were really only three options for her: 1. Rip a whole in the fabric of reality and find the Doctor. 2. Stay in this universe and flee as fast as she could and start a new life or 3. Come to terms with what happened and make a life with this… other Doctor.

Number one was ridiculous and no matter how awful it was for the Doctor to have left, he really was looking out for her best interests. But she hadn't gotten to make the decision. However, number three seemed just as crazy as number one. Could they ever really be the same?

Rose sighed, staring our the window at the clouds and blue sky. She needed sleep. Definitely, before she came to a decision.
The car came to a stop and all the doors opened. As soon as they got inside the house, her brother ran into her arms. "Wose!" He jumped into her arms and held on around her neck.
"Hey Tony." She smiled and gave him a hug. "I'm going home. I'll see you later, okay?"
He nodded and kissed her cheek before jumping down and running to his parents.
Rose watched as they smiled and greeted him. Then she watched her mother hug Pete. How do you do it, mom? He isn't the man you married more than twenty years ago. I dont understand...
"Rose."
The voice made her jump slightly, and she turned to come face to face with him.
"Oh, it's you... Well, I'm just headed home so..." She looked away.
"Rose, I think maybe we should talk. Since he left, well..."
She looked back at him, "Look, I know he meant well, so you don't need to tell me that. I just need to think. I need to go home and think. Mum will find a room for you. We can talk later. It's been a long few days."
Watching the look of sadness reach his eyes struck her somewhere deep in her heart. "I'm sorry, I have to."
Then he nodded, "But let's talk soon. Please."
Rose nodded and then turned to leave. It hurt so much just to look at him. He looked exactly like the Doctor, acted like him too. But he wasn't the same.
That night Rose lay in bed trying to decide what to do. He looked oh so much like the Doctor. Maybe if they she just pretended then everything could be like it was. Or at least close to the way it was... She then decided that she would stay, but not because she loved this other Doctor, but because she had to help him. That's what the Doctor had wanted by leaving them together, so she would help him. They would talk and work through the change in him. Her determination was set and the next day she would start. She would turn this other Doctor into the Doctor that she wanted.

The next morning, as early as she dared, she entered the Tyler mansion. She found her way to the kitchen and started a cup of tea. She sat down and sipped the warm liquid.
"Rose." She looked up to see Pete standing in the doorway.
"Hey." She smiled and he came towards her, pulling out the chair that was beside her.
"What's going on inside that head of yours?" He questioned as he settled in to the chair.
"I don't know. This just wasn't how I really pictured today being."
He nodded but didn't say anything.
"I want to help him, really I do. I don't know what it's going to take but I'll help him." So he can by the Doctor I want, she thought.
"He's going to need it, Rose."
Rose nodded in agreement.

The hours stretched on until finally the other Doctor entered the room. At first, they both stared at each other and then he pulled up a chair and sat down beside her.
"We need to talk." Rose said.

The days passed and with each day Rose felt like they were making progress. But he was still leaps and bounds from who she wanted him to be. The Doctor she knew. The one who had forced her to stay here with him. She didn't desire being with him because every moment hurt. Every look into his eyes was like looking into the face of the man who had abandoned here just so she could pretend what she had was the same. But it wasn't and it hurt. Maybe this other Doctor wasn't so angry anymore but he acted different. At times she would catch him staring at her and her heart would leap. She wanted to be with him. Then she realized who he was and swiped the thought from her mind. Three weeks passed and it was only getting harder to look into the face of the man she loved and have a varied personality come out when he spoke.

That night Rose brushed her teeth, pulled on some sweats and a tank top and curled under her comforter. As she lay thinking over the day, she wondered if she would ever be able to start a life with this other doctor. But she was sure, as she feel to sleep, that the answer was no. He reminded her too much of her doctor, and they were so similar, but not the same. The only real option she had was to leave. Because by leaving, she wouldn't have to deal with a single emotion that would be put into play by staying with someone so similar to her Doctor.
So by the time the sun rose the next morning, her mind was made up. She was leaving.

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