*DISCLAIMER* I do not own Doctor who, or any of the songs in this fic, but I do own most of the poems!

Child of time

1. Star Gazer

Her heart drowned in sorrow, as she gazed up at the stars. They brought back painful memories of happy times.

'I hope he's thinking of me, where ever he is,' she thought to herself.

Sick of wallowing in self pity, she decided to take her mind off things.

"I need to clear my head," she said, "I'll have a little walk, think about and come back.

She decided to leave a note, just in case, because she knew what her mum was like. Grabbing a pen off her table, she quickly scribbled:

'No need to worry, just off for a stroll. Be back by 11 o'clock by the LATEST!

Love Rose xxx'

That gave her about an hour, give or take. She hadn't changed into her pyjamas yet, so she just grabbed her bag and keys and wandered out through the door.

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The street shone with an orange-y gold glow from the streetlights. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a little black cat prowling along the wall. It gazed at her with luminous green eyes and gave a gentle miaow.

"Hey, I won't hurt you. It's alright." Rose said softly, and brought her curved index finder from the cat's head to its tail. It purred with delight. The cat then leapt off the wall and sauntered off, down an empty street.

Rose carried on walking, following the same route she always took when life got too much. She let her mind drift back to the happiest time of her life. Her time with the Doctor. She turned the corner, then went down a little lane, and turned right. She looked up. She could just make out the sign in the dim light. Brookfield Place. She didn't recognise the name, or the street for that matter.

Ah. She knew where she'd gone wrong.

'I went down the wrong lane. I went down the second one instead of the first,' Rose thought.

Then she said "Honestly! I can be so stupid someti-"

Suddenly, three figures pounced in front of her. A hand covered her mouth, while another clasped her throat. Another pair of hands grasped her arms.

"Shut it! Be nice and quiet, and we won't hurt you... any more than we need to." The voice was rough, obviously male. Rose sussed that it came from the guy not restraining her.

The three men dragged her down the nearby alleyway. The street lamp near the entrance had burnt out. She was thrown back, and collided with the wire fence there. She pulled herself up and was horrified by what she saw.

Two of the men had blades in their hands, while the other, bigger man stood between them.

"Gimme the bag, girl! Gimme the bag!" The middle guy roared.

Rose obliged, shaking with fear. He sifted through the contents, taking her purse and her phone. He took the two £10 notes out her purse and the fiver. He hurled the worn bag back at her, deciding it was not worth much.

"No credit cards? Nothing like that?"

Rose shook her head, still terrified. She scrambled to get up.

"Stay where you are! We're not finished with you yet..."

She froze, stricken with terror.

He took a step closer.

"See, thing is girl, you gotta make it worth our while..."

"No! Please no!" Rose sobbed, her voice barely a whisper. "No..."

She tried to break into a run, but one of the 'henchmen' caught her before she could escape. Pain shot through her inner left thigh but she didn't care. She had to escape before they...

"You're not getting away that easily!"He yelled at her. His prey would not leave until HE was finished.

Something hard hit her on the back of the head, knocking her unconscious and leaving her at the mercy of her attackers.

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