Can we just be…for a moment?

He knew something was bothering her, he couldn't see the light in her eyes anymore. She tried to put on a façade, but she seemed to be forgetting that he is the Doctor; the master of façade's. Gently he pushed open the oak door, which was marked by a Rose. Darkness engulfed his senses, his eyes taking time to adjust to his new surroundings.

"Rose?"

Straining his vision, he could just make sense of the dark figure grieving over in the back right end corner of the bedroom. He fumbled around the wall on his left, searching for the switch he knew was there. Once his sight had fully returned once more, he gazed around the small room. Her walls were black and pink, her wooden bed stood against the wall facing him. Her hot pink bedding almost blinding him. Upon further inspection, he could see tissues littered across the carpet, clothes thrown everywhere. He shook his head amused at the typical teenage mess, until he noticed the young blonde sat on the floor, at the back end of the room. He could hear her faint sobs as she held a wooden photo frame against her chest.

Not wanting to startle her, he tiptoed over to Rose and knelt down at Rose's left side; softly rubbing his hand in circles across her back. The girl steadily looked up at his face, her eyes locking onto his. Trying to calm her down a bit, he gave her a soft smile, echoing his past self. This simple gesture however, seemed to have the opposite reaction that he was hoping for. As her sobs quickened and she fell into his arms, her head tucked into his chest, her grip on the photo slipped.

The object fell to the pink floor, landing face upwards, luckily not damaging the glass. The Doctor saw the subject of her grief and his hearts dropped. After all this time, it seemed she still couldn't let go of the past. The Doctor could almost hear the laugh of the person behind the glass, a moment captured in time, still capable of haunting his future.

Tears built in his eyes as he realised what had to be done. He had hoped this would never have to happen, hoped that everything would be okay. He had thought everything had moved on. Realization had never hit him so hard until now, of just how wrong he had been. He often forgot that the amazing young Woman he held in his arms, was only human. Probably just as much as she forgot that he was a Time Lord. Sighing, he helped Rose up on her feet, taking her hand. He knew that she could feel the sadness radiating from his entire being. He just couldn't bring himself to care at that very moment.

"It's time"

Hi there you! I hoped you enjoyed this first chapter. Have you figured out who the person in the Photograph is yet? If so, well done! Stay tuned to find out next chapter. Please review and tell what you think. :-D

Yours, Amorous Erised.

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