Title: Just haven't figured it out yet

Summary: post Doomsday, Inspired by the song 'Faraway' by Nickleback. Some times impossible needs to be looked at in a different angle.

HI!! I'm back; I took a writing break due to school becoming the main centre of my own little world, mind you that didn't stop the plot bunnies from burrowing into my mind. Every time I had an idea I wrote it down and 2 days ago I jumped back onto the wagon and started writing again. Tell you what though YAY!! It is a relief to be writing again.

For all of those that know me and my other fics like The After and are waiting for the sequel, it is in the production line at the moment, and the production line is huge.

Ok now it's my turn to write a post-Doomsday fic (this hasn't been BR, so if my beta is reading this I'm sorry I didn't send this to you but I wanted to get this in as soon as possible)

Disclaimer: is this completely necessary, I mean you know that I know that I don't own this brilliant show.

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Cold water lapped over her exposed ankles, washing sand and small shells over her feet. Her body was still, only her hair flying in the wind was moving, her face a shielded mask, one that she had perfected over the years of being here. Her eyes looked unseeing over the horizon, unshed tears pooling within them, memories flickering in her brown orbs.

It had been 5 years since she had said goodbye, and stood upon Bay Wolf Bay and mimicked this same stance while her new family sat in the car waiting to leave. The cold harsh wind had won and she had gotten into the car and left behind her heart.

Since that day she hadn't shed one tear, in everyone's mind saying goodbye to him had given her closure and it seemed that she had moved on. In truth she was getting by, saying goodbye had caused her to reason with her self and realise that she was doing no one any favours by moping and waiting for something that was never going to be. If there was one thing that she had learnt from her travels it was everything has it time, it may not be fair and you can kick and scream about it, or you can suck it up and take what is given to you. She chose the latter.

There was only one day a year that she aloud her self to remember, bring forth the memories and the pain. One day a year when she travelled to Norway and thought about him and what he might be doing. She hoped that he wasn't travelling alone, knowing the Doctor he wouldn't. She hoped that he hadn't forgotten about her, again knowing the Doctor there wasn't a chance that he would forget.

She now worked for Torchwood, as the head of the negotiations and informant department. She was Earth's, mainly Britain's voice to other Nations, but also the voice to extraterrestrials and their little library of information. It was a purpose and it kept her busy, sometimes too busy. Mickey was forever telling her that she works her self to death, telling her to take it easy and a few breaths. She keeps him happy by eating when he gives her a stern look and going to sleep when he shots a glare.

Her mum and Dad are incredibly happy. Her mum has the love of her life back and her dad has the family that he has always wanted. Her little brother was now 4 and half, Jackie and Pete had named him Jack Pete Tyler. Mickey and Jake were living together, Mickey's gran was living down the road close by for Mickey to keep an eye on. Rose was happy for everyone and waking up every morning to Jackie shouting at Pete always brought a goofy smile to her face.

No matter how much she smiled, laughed and pretended when she was awake, she couldn't lie to her heart or mind. Dreams reflected what was inside of her when she was awake, her heart crying out where her eyes would not. Once the sun rose the tears in her soul dried up and the dreams faded under the shield, only to be set free under the moon.

She hadn't moved on romantically, she didn't think that it was fair on anyone, her heart belonged to someone, and they were worlds apart, quite literally. So she absorbed her self in pretending she was okay and in her work at Torchwood.

Suddenly the vibration of her phone brought her out of her ravine of thoughts and memories. Pressing the answer button a frown washed over her face as she brought the phone to her ear.

"yes" she said sternly, letting the caller know that she was angry.

"Rose it's .."

"Mickey, what did I tell you, under no circumstances were you call me today, didn't I say that when I saw you this morning?" she said equally stern

"Yeah I remember, but it's important. Pete said he was going to call you, but decided against it, something about Tyler women and temper." He said hurriedly.

"Mickey." she sighed, silently telling him to hurry up on get on with it.

"Right, sorry. There is something that you need to see, something really weird is happening over here. Weird weather phenomena and readings coming from the rift thought you might be able to shed some light, seeing that you know the most about this rift."

Forgetting her past anger and memories, curiosity and interest took over.

"Right, when did all of this start, tell me everything" she started to walk towards her rent-a-car unrolling her trousers and she got into her rent-a-car and put the hands free on.

"It started around 4 hours ago, didn't really bother us until a sort of a tornado shot towards the rift, which hasn't disappeared yet. Heat was radiating off it and the clouds aren't grey that are swirling around, there like a reddish yellow. About 1 hr ago blue light started to be admitted from it and started to merge with the orange cloud. That's about it" he said excitingly.

"Right I'll get the next plane back and I'll be there in a few hours, keep me updated"

"Plane? Rose where are you?" asked Mickey cursorily

"It doesn't matter, I'll see you soon. Bye" she hung up before he could say any thing.

She didn't want anyone to know that she was coming to Norway once a year, not when everyone was so sure that she was getting on with her life. She had gotten sick of the sympathetic glances that they gave her before Bad Wold Bay and the days following, she had wanted things to be normal, people to stop feeling sorry for her. So she stored all her hurt and pain in a box in her mind that read 'Doctor', not even in Norway did she open it all of the way, in case she got drowned by her feelings.

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Stepping off of the plane she was greeted by Mickey hopping from one leg to the other impatiently. Spotting her he hurried over to her, worry all over his face. Rose's stomach fell at that look; that look meant trouble at Torchwood, something that she was all too aware of. Being Earth's one protection against alien threat; trouble always seemed to be a constant.

"Mickey what is it?" she asked when they were close enough; Mickey turned and walked ahead with Rose by his side.

"It's the rift, it seems to be pulling something in, all of the readings are picking up a downward flow of energy flowing towards the rift, unsealing it" this caused Rose to stop and turn to Mickey apprehension written all over her face.

"Unsealing it, you sure, are they sure?" she said frantically.

"Sure, it started about half an hour ago and it's unsealing at a fast rate" they continued to walk at a fast pace towards Mickey's car.

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Arriving at Cardiff took a short amount of time and soon they were hurrying towards the temporary base that was set up.

As soon as Rose entered the main tent Pete looked up and walked over to her.

"Rose, thank God you're here, have you seen it yet?" at her negative shake of the head Pete led her out of the tent and into a 4WD that was waiting for them.

After 20 minutes of driving they arrived at their destination.

Stepping out of the car she straight away felt the energy from the rift, but there was something else there, something that was at the back of her mind that she couldn't quite identify.

Mickey's description did not give the 'tornado' justice. It was HUGE the size of the whole square, it engulfed it. But it wasn't going anywhere, sure there was wind, but it wasn't pulling anything into it, the wind was just swirling around it sucking down bringing 'something' in. The colour of it was magnificent; it was a golden colour with a tinge of blue and red occasionally streaking it and then disappearing into it. Momentarily a flare of gold would leap out, like a sun flare, and then get sucked back it.

Turning around she looked at Pete with a disbelieving look on her face.

"I know same thing I thought when I saw it, but it's dangerous, a civilian was burnt when curiosity got the best of them, they're fine now, they're burns were treated and now they're home" Rose turned back to the swirling cloud in front of them. She had never seen anything like it in all of her travels, and she didn't know that much on the rift, just what the Doctor had told her about it, and back before he regenerated he didn't tell all that much, just what he thought was necessary.

"So, Mr Smith says that you know what the rift is" he said expectantly.

"It's a scar in time, dimensions if you will. Back in 1869, Cardiff, in my world a girl named Gwyneth closed it up. When she did the rift in all of the universes must have closed up to, when I came here I looked for any similarities and this was one of them. So it was sealed, it was almost opened again years ago, when I was travelling with the Doctor, and we resealed it again. All I know from there is that if this rift is opened again then the world will get swallowed up by it. We need to stop this from happening" she said finally turning towards Pete seriously.

"How do we do that, we can't get near it and we haven't been able to stop it yet, we don't even properly know what it is"

"Well then that is our job from now on, find out what it is exactly, stop it, we can't risk the rift opening" she said in her all business tone that she used when she wanted to hide that she was scared. She followed Pete back on the car and they were driven back to base, knowing that there was a long night ahead.

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Ok that is the end of this chapter, tell me what you think.

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Time Wolf