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My name is Rose Marion Tyler.

Some know me as 'The Girl in the Shop', 'Bottle Blonde' or 'The Woman Who Saved the Magic Physician'.

Well...we'll get to the last one later.

I was born in London. 2005.

I had lived before 2005; Bronze in gymnastics, failing my A-Levels, my ex-boyfriend Mickey, and my Mum.

But I, Rose Marion Tyler, Defender of the Universe, The Bad Wolf, A Child of Time...

The truth was I was surviving before I met the 'Magic Physician'.

I thought I was living, working, loving life...

Then he blew up my work with a bomb.

He took my hand, whispered run, and for the first time... I was alive.

We ran through the streets of London, chasing leads for mannequin dummies, destroying the Nestene Consciousness, and he offered me a trip in his magic blue box.

I said no.

He hopped into his magic blue box and left my life.

Or so I thought.

Five seconds after he left, I'd realized my dream life was thrown away, my heart shattered.

Six seconds he left, I put my mask on.

Seven seconds after he left, I was going to take Mickey home, and forget my wonderful day with the strange, handsome man.

Eight seconds after he left, he came back.

Three seconds that I lost him forever.

Three years past in TARDIS time, in which my leather lover was replaced with my nerdy geek, both whom I loved with my heart.

Completely and fully.

Three years of healing this hurt and scarred man, and showing himself and the universe how amazing he is.

Three years of healing my Magic Physician,

and the Universe took note.

In every history book is a mention of a blond woman and an either tall, leather jacket man or trench-coated, talkative man.

In every history book is something implying a relationship, marriage, attraction, love... everywhere.

After three years of soft, long glances, stuttering, cover-ups, and near loss (not to mention universe shattering rage of possible hurt of death),

we were torn from each other.

Opposite sides of the same coin, together but separate.

Saving the universe, but not able to save each other.

To love everyone, but their other half.

Both a blessing, to the people around them (more people saved in the long run), and a curse, to each other.

On a beach we stood, my 'Magic Physician' and I.

He said,"Rose Tyler-"

Silence.

In three seconds, I lost him forever.

Twice.

But the true joke was every second after, living ,surviving.

Because this time,

It didn't take five seconds for my heart to shatter.