Rose Tyler had been in her original universe for about 5 years now, immortal, not aging one day because of the remnants of the Time Vortex still swirling about in her veins. When the cracks in the universe had come over to Pete's World, she had found one that led to Earth in her home world. As she stepped through that crack, she vowed to leave behind all the heartache that had plagued her in that universe; the pain of loosing her whole family, watching her little brother surpass what looked like her age. Her last thought in that universe was of her baby brother Tony, old and with a rather large family of his own. Some part of her knew that would be her last visit she would have with him, so she had hugged him longer than usual, and whispered her goodbye. Her new start would be in her original universe. It was time to not dwell too deeply on the pain of forever and loosing the ones you love. Rose was always the bounce back type, but a part of her always mourned for the human Doctor she called John.
Once on the other side, she found Jack at Torchwood. That in itself was an adventure. Once he realized it was her, he pestered her with questions, and once he had found out that the Doctor had left her in the alternate universe, he was angry with him for a long time. Even when she explained that he had left her with the human Doctor, thinking he was giving her what she wanted, Jack was still angry with him for not running tests on her. She told him that she hadn't aged one day since she had helped the Doctor stop the stars from going out. She explained to him that John had run scans on her before he passed away, confirming that her aging process had been slowed to almost nothing. John had told her that she would age eventually, but not so in a way she could track or visibly see without scanners and proper equipment only found on the TARDIS. She had also found that she couldn't die by conventional means either, after a particularly messy mission she had gone on for Torchwood in the parallel universe. When John had first passed away, she had gotten reckless with her life and decided to test just how eternal she was. She had been drown, shot, shot with a dalek's laser, burned, and a million other gruesome deaths, but however many ways she tested, she woke with a gasp with everything in order 5 minutes after each attempt. She was never truly suicidal, just simply, uncaring what happened to her. It was a few years after all her tests, that she seemed to come to her senses and resumed her work at the Torchwood on the other side. Which not long after had she found the crack in space and time.
After all the questions and telling the tale of now immortal Rose Tyler, she asked to work with Jack.
"C'mon Jack, I worked with Torchwood in the other universe for years and years. Plus I've run with the Doctor long enough, I think I could be a real asset to you," she had said with her cutest pouty face she could muster at the time.
"Even if we do let you, what name will you go under? Your real name is already in the archives as deceased," he responded with a half smile.
"Olca Raca. That name," she responded with a hidden smile, remembering the Doctor's proclivity for Tolkein works.
Jack raised his eyebrows at her, and then shrugged; pulling Rose into one of the biggest bear hugs he had ever dealt out, "It's good to have you back Rosie."
She laughed, "It's good to be back, but you're going to have to start calling me Raca."
"If you say so!"
And so for five years she worked with Jack in Torchwood, people coming and going, but the two of them, as an immortal sibling type duo, were always there. Funny, when Rose thought back on it, their relationship to the literal senses, was more like mother and son, considering she was the one who had granted him immortality, but that story had long since been forgotten. She could honestly say it was nice work, it involved aliens and running, two of the four things she had always loved about traveling with the Doctor. The only things missing from it was the time travel and the Doctor's hand to hold. Despite that, it was good working with Jack, a familiar face that wouldn't leave her. Eventually she started to go on field missions with her own team, branching out everywhere. Certainly there weren't alien encounters in just Cardiff after all.
Meanwhile, on the TARDIS, the Doctor and Clara had been engaged in an unmatched chess game.
"Hah! Not so clever now are you Doctor!" Clara exclaimed.
"I am extremely clev-argh!" he responded immediately being thrown backwards, the chess set clattered all over his chest.
"What is your wonky ship doing now!" she yelled.
"No idea! She does this sometimes when we have to go somewhere important!" He shouted over the sound of the time rotor rumblings, while trying to get to the console room on wobbly legs.
In the telepathic link between the Doctor and the TARDIS it felt as if she had found something she had been searching for a very long time and couldn't wait one more second to return to it. When he asked her what it was that was so important, it almost felt like if she had a face, she would purse her lips, shake her head and keep running her way through the vortex.
As soon as he and Clara reached the console room, the TARDIS came to a riveting stop, forcing the two to slam into the chrome floor.
Clara groaned from her place on the floor, "Its like she WANTS to kill us!"
"Nah, not my TARDIS, she's a good old girl, bit over eager at times, but she always knows where to take me." The Doctor, once again questioned his beloved ship telepathically, and again she didn't answer him, but urged him to open the doors and step out. He hesitantly went towards the doors when suddenly, his beautiful ship couldn't wait any longer. The TARDIS threw her doors open and shoved the Doctor out as she had many times before, then swiftly closed them tightly, not allowing her thief back in without the prize she had so quickly come for.
Clara began to beat on the doors, "Doctor! She won't let me out!"
He began to lift himself off the grass he had fallen on, as he had fallen on his face, "Don't worry, Clara! There's obviously something here I have to do! Just hold tight! Be back in a bit!" he reassured her, as he looked around and spotted an interesting place with low volume music humming out of the open doors across the street from where he had fallen.
He felt an urgent mental push from the TARDIS towards the pub. "All right, old girl, time to find out what has your knickers in a twist," he told her, and with a final pat on the side of her doors, he took off towards the place.
When Clara heard the Doctor's footsteps fading, she felt a strange phrase pull at her lips. She tried to hold it in, but it felt like the words were being pulled from her mouth. Completely confused, Clara let slip the strange phrase, "Bad Wolf."
Once inside, he looked around, finding nothing out of the ordinary; nothing that would have made his silly beloved time ship bring him here so frantically. So he settled to have a drink at the bar. The place looked American, from what he could tell. Oh how he wished he had his fizzy straw, he thought when he sat down at the bar.
Rose had just topped off a mission in San Diego, California, of all places, and decided to get a drink at a pub, or bar,as the American's called it, that she had seen while chasing the alien in disguise earlier. She was parched, so she sidled in, and grabbed a stool next to a weirdly dressed man. He looked as if he was a real space case, with a Victorian suit, and a funky bowtie. She rolled her eyes, there were always weirdos here, and she mentally shrugged.
It wasn't until she asked the bartender for a drink, did the man beside her show any signs of noticing is surroundings.
"Oi!" she called to the tender tiredly, "D'ya have any ale?"
The man beside her instantly tried inhaling and exhaling his drink at the same time.
She looked at him weirdly as he spluttered and coughed into his drink, "You alright there, mate?"
He coughed a few more times and replied weakly, "Ah, yes. Just fine, top notch."
She gave him a brilliant smile, "Ahh you're a Brit then? Nice to find someone else from my country."
He didn't reply, just stared at a face he thought he would never see again.
"Alright there? Er...what's your name?" she asked waving a hand in front of his face.
In a sudden movement, the man grabbed her face and began kissing her with the slow passion of a man starved and her kiss was sweet nourishment. His floppy fringe brushed her forehead, and his hand tangled gently in her hair. His kiss wasn't violent; on the contrary, it was so gentle, it felt as if he were treating her as porcelain, and it was mesmerizing. She hadn't been kissed in so long, which she considered an accomplishment, living with Jack Harkness, and it was enjoyable, to be kissed by this total stranger. She let herself reach up and touch his prominent jawline, and heard him make a sound of happiness and release in the back of his throat. She felt herself give a happy sigh in response to his noise. His kiss remained gentle, and her mind remained happily befuddled and fogged, that is, until the bartender cleared his throat.
Her eyes flew open, what was she doing? Normal people don't kiss total strangers they meet in bars! Not without at least knowing their names first! She began to push on his shoulders, and he released her.
"What the hell was that for?" she asked, incredulous.
He didn't answer, his hearts beating double time, as if they were going to burst inside his chest. He licked his lips, if only just to get a taste of her, already missing the sensation of their lips melding.
She stared at him expectantly, waiting for his answer, while simultaneously surveying him. He was handsome, she decided, with a square jaw and a fringe that flopped to the side. What caught her attention was his eyes; they were bright green and glimmered with hidden age, fear, and, for some reason, something familiar.
She moved on, "Alright, what's your name?"
A/N So, I'm actually pretty proud of this chapter, I spent like two days working on it. And I actually put some serious effort in it. So will the Doctor avoid telling Rose his name? What about Clara? Why won't the TARDIS let her out? What will Rose do if she finds out he's the Doctor? Next chapter is gonna be interesting 3