AU Rose Tyler (badwolfgirlicouldkissyou). Like Curiosity (found on my main account), this was originally a Tumblr RP thread between the two of us with her main!Rose and Teine in his main 'verse.

Translations:

Gallifreyan

Arkytior: Rose

Salaru: my stupid little ape

Ngudia'sa lam su mich't: don't doubt my love for you

Satu: stay

Sowaitu shog ra fionn: don't leave me

Ngudia tu: I love you

Ildiem tu: I need you

Irish Gaelic

a chroi (ah-REE): my heart, my heart's beloved, my darling (term of endearment)

Chapter One

"Why do you look so scared?" the Doctor asked the familiar blonde woman in front of him, his lower lip pouting slightly. "I only wanted to play…"

Rose Tyler stared at him for a few long seconds. "Play?" she asked, trying to hide the quivering in her voice. Could this be real? Had she actually found him again? "Play what?"

"A game," he answered with a not-quite-reassuring smile. "Y'know, Rose…" He moved closer, toyed with a few strands of her hair. "…You're so lovely with that terrified expression."

She stepped back from him and his not comforting smile. "Doctor?" she whispered. "How? I… I didn't even know I'd gotten back. What happened t'you?"

"You don't want to know. Trust me on that." He stepped forward, slid his hands up her shoulders and neck to cup her face. "But I'm still me… and I need you, a chroi."

She stared up at him in awe, for a long moment. "Doctor…" she breathed, lips parted, concern written all over her face. Oh Gods! How long had it been for him? He looked like a starved man. "How long has it been?"

"Too long." Dark brown eyes bored into hers. "I'm over one thousand years old, Rose, and I'm tired of waiting."

"I've searched for you," she admitted. "For so long. Across all of time and space. And now, here you are. Y'make it look so easy. How'd you know I'd be here?" She reached her free hand out and finally… finally cupped his chin in the palm of her hand.

"Time Lord, remember?" His hands left her face, wrapped around her back and pulled her even closer before one slid down to her waist.

She coudn't stop herself from melting into his arms. "I came so far," she whispered, pressing her ear into his chest and listening to his dual hearts hammering away. "I missed you so much…"

"I know. And now that I have you again…" He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "…I'm never letting you go. I can't."

"I don't want you too," she whispered to his chest, pulling him impossibly close to her. "Gods, I don't ever want you too. I love you. Please don't send me away again."

"Salaru," he murmured affectionately. He ran his fingers through strands of her blonde hair. "Ngudia'sa lam su mich't."

She stepped back from his embrace and glared hard at him for a moment, before slapping him in the shoulder. "I am not a stupid ape," she said in a low voice.

"No, you're right. That's Mickey the idiot. I'm sorry for insulting your intelligence." A faint, teasing smile tugged at his mouth. "What would you like me to call you then, Arkytior?"

"Anythin' but a stupid ape," she pouted, folding her arms over her chest with a huff. "Ain't ya even gonna ask how I knew what you were sayin' or did y'think y'said it in English?"

"Well, now that you mention it…" His eyes narrowed. "Where'd you learn Gallifreyan? I never taught you. Unless… No. He taught you, didn't he?"

"Of course he taught me," she said simply. "He was my husband. My bondmate. He taught me everythin'…"

"Was?" The Doctor's expression sharpened. "Something happened to him, then."

She went very still after that, her eyes looking distant. "You know I could never leave him…"

"He's dead, isn't he?" A faint smile flickered on his lips. "About time." His fingers found her waist, slipped under her shirt. "Leaving you with him was a mistake, Rose. I should've pulled you back into the TARDIS, made you stay with me—but I was a bloody coward and pushed you away."

Her eyes went very, very dark at that. But not from lust, from anger. She took a step away from him and before he could see it coming she slapped him across the jaw with the flat of her hand. She put everything she had into that, knowing it wouldn't be much to a Time Lord, but she hoped it got the point across. "How dare you," she said with a dark voice. "How dare you! He died saving me, you git! He made me promise t'find you again and you're here celebratin'?" She fell back a few more steps shaking her head. "You are not my Doctor. I've found the wrong one…"

He winced, rubbed at his smarting jaw. "Blimey! Have you been taking lessons from your mum?" Then the rest of her words hit him, and he stepped forward, palms supine in a pleading gesture. "Rose, I am your Doctor. Honest. I've just… stopped pretending, more or less. And really, you've seen flashes of this side to me before. Why are you so surprised?"

"My mum's dead too," she barked. "And so it's Pete, and Tony, and Jake! Y'gonna gloat over that too? I may have seen bits of this in you, but never would you be happy that someone died. You never pretended shit, Doctor. You cared. You were kind. This…" she gestured widely at him, "...this is not my Doctor. I'll not have any part in this!" She spun again on her heel and began to stalk away, so angry she could see red but more than anything, heart broken.

"The hell you're not!" he growled, long legs easily crossing the short distance. He gripped her upper arm tightly, spun her to face him. "And if you believe that, you haven't seen me at all." Brown eyes nearly black with anger blazed out over pale skin drawn taut over an alien skull.

Then, like a switch had been flipped, the anger was gone and replaced by something akin to desperation. "Satu, Arkytior. Sowaitu shog ra fionn. Ngudia tu—ildiem tu."

"Stay?" She whirled with challenge in her voice. "STAY!? You love me? You need me?! Where was that when I was on the beach alone and cold? Where was it when I was being dropped off confused without so much as a goodbye, eh? I thought it didn't need sayin'!" Oh… she was only getting started. "What about when you were all doe eyes over Madame de Pompadour? Or makin's decisions for me instead of even askin' what I wanted? And now you expect me t'stay with a man I don't even recognize? You may have the same face, but you ain't my Doctor ! And y'never can be until y'remember why y'left Gallifrey t'begin with! 'Cause I know it weren't t'gloat about people dyin' for no reason!"

"Tough," he said coldly. "As for Madame de Pompadour and leaving you on that damn beach… That was a mistake."

She gaped at him in utter shock. "Tough?" she deadpanned. She let the tone of her voice sink in.

"TOUGH?!" she screamed. Oh, he was going to pay for that. She glared hard at him, closing the distance between them and slapping him harder than before. Then slapping him a second time with her other hand so both his cheeks were pink.

"I'll give you tough, Time Lord. Y'say y'need me… that y'love me? Prove it." With that she slapped the random button on her Vortex Manipulator and zapped away. This time if he wanted her that badly, he'd have to come find her. She had no intention of making it easy on him either.

The Doctor stared at the empty spot where she'd been in a frozen way for a second, and then he wheeled around and raced for the TARDIS with an angry growl in his throat.

He burst through the doors and up the ramp, was a blur of movement around the console as he threw his Ship into the Vortex after Rose.

If she thought that… that space hopper was going to keep her safe… She could think again.