Rose rushed into the room, dragging a tired tenth doctor behind her. She pushed him onto the couch and approached the small round device.
"Show me eleven." She whispered into the mic. A large hologram popped up with a symbol that meant it was connecting.
"Time to watch your most recent adventures my dear." She exclaimed, plopping down on the leather extremely close to the Doctor. Before Torchwood had closed her father had gotten hold of technology that let them see into alternate universes. She had been using it to track the new version of the Doctor, the eleventh. When she found out he had regenerated she had cried for hours. Luckily, her Doctor had stayed himself. Rose cuddled into the Doctor, and was soon lulled to sleep.
Rose was awakened by Nine shaking her harshly. She was disgruntled by his harsh movements, he was always gentle with her. In a stupor she dumbly asked what was wrong. He pointed toward the television. In the scene Rory and Amy stood in the background. The sky was a hypnotizing purple and pink, River and the Doctor stood in focus. Time seemed to slow down as they leaned towards each other and their lips met. Rose's face was an awkward mix of surprise, anger, jealousy, and...happiness? She staggered backwards, the world spinning in confusing colors before she fell into strong arms and darkness surrounded her.