Right I actually have another story up and running (Doctor Who:AD) but this is a plot bunny that wont go away.

Read this paragraph if you want a larger summary;

There have been a HUGE amount of post Doomsday fics written but I am pretty sure this one hasn't been done before. Most post Doomsday fics either contain the Doctor, Rose or both wallowing in their grief (sometimes doing stupid things) and leaving us all miserable, or eventually moving on with their lives. Some contain The Doctor getting a new companion and being relatively happy, sometimes returning to Rose. Or a main idea is Rose somehow becoming Bad Wolf and getting back to the Doctor or the Doctor somehow falling through some random hole and getting back to Rose. My fic however is about Rose Tyler defender of the Earth and how she tries to live up to this name that the Doctor gave her. To make it interesting I have come up with an OC who as far as I know is completely original. Rose will have to struggle with moving on whilst a new friend is a constant reminder of the man she loves.

Will the Doctor make an appearance...you'll just have to wait and see.

Set on the parallel Earth almost a year after Doomsday so that would be 2010 if you think about it as the Doctor skipped one year out of Rose's time line brining the date to 2006 then Mickey said the Cybermen disappeared three years ago (2009) so one year on would be 2010!

I am going to use quotes from different sources to give you an idea of the contents of each chapter.

Disclaimer: Doctor Who and the sources I will use quotes from aren't mine, they belong to clever people with money.

Tyler's Torchwood

'Tears welled in Eragon's eyes. This was the highest praise he could have ever received from Brom A responsibility I will bear honourably' -Eragon, Christopher Paolini

2010

The fog made it impossible to see anything past your own nose. It was a white shroud, pulled over the battlefield to hide the horrors within. Rose stood very still. She dared not move away from her spot on the remains of the Jeep, and lose herself in the misty white. She laughed sardonically, white was the colour of purity, peace, hope. The screams and gunfire she could hear were certainly none of those things. She was scared and not one bit reluctant to admit it. She would rather be somewhere else, not anywhere else, but somewhere else.

"I need him." She whispered. Her words were consumed and lost within the fog.

This was her first field mission. An easy investigation in the Highlands of Scotland. She had been employed for just six months. Her employers, Torchwood, had been impressed with her knowledge and capabilities that she had demonstrated during training. In fact they had been suspicious, and they were quite right to be.

Pete Tyler had a twenty year old daughter that no one had ever heard of, and his wife, presumed a victim in the Cyberman incident, had suddenly reappeared, pregnant, with little memory of her social status. Not to mention that Mickey Smith who lived with them, he had more parking tickets than anyone else in London, a random name change and was rumoured to be part of a secret organisation. Of course he already worked for Torchwood, which, despite the public and the government knowing of its existence, was secret enough. The public had a general idea of what went on but of course general wasn't exact.

Little did Torchwood know, Mickey Smith was indeed part of a secret organisation. A sub-section of their own. This sub-section was known to themselves as The Preachers. They were a group of people who originally had run everything from their kitchen. Now they had their own secret building that only the members and Torchwood's head knew about. And only The Preachers and Rose knew about Gemini, the man who ran Torchwood with nobody else suspecting a thing, Pete Tyler.

Both sides had secrets Rose thought, she smiled, good thing she had her daddy, otherwise she would have been poked and prodded under the suspicion that she was an alien.

She wasn't meant to be on a battlefield. She was deputy head of the Alien Investigations Department. Her task had been to go to the landing sight with a team of A.I.D workers and check it out. They had got within half a mile of the saucer when the fog had appeared. It was definitely fog, the Data-Scan had registered it as containing the same composition of gasses. However it wasn't produced like a normal fog, Rose knew that. They produced it, those bog monsters from outer space. Shortly after the fog arrived Rose and her team had heard the horrific cries of the aliens. She had immediately called Torchwood for back up. The Aberdeen, Glasgow and Inverness sectors had all replied. Now here they were, fighting a battle, a battle that seemed to have already been decided.

"Not if I can help it."

And then Rose Tyler changed, her jaw was set, face determined, she jumped down from the roof of the Jeep and felt about for the drivers door. Upon finding the handle she opened it and climbed inside, quickly pulling the door closed before the fog crept in. To be frank she had no idea why she didn't go inside the Jeep in the first place, sure the back section was good for nothing but scrap metal, but here, the front seemed fine. She looked at the buttons, switches and blank screens on the dashboard.

"Please work."

She sighed in relief when she found the key was still in the ignition, closing her eyes briefly, hoping against hope she turned it, the engine spluttered and died but when Rose reopened her eyes she found that the instruments on the dashboard had lit up. Not wasting any time she pressed the button that she was sure activated the Nav-Com. She was good at memorising buttons and switches, another thing that her time aboard the TARDIS had helped her to achieve. She shook her head, not wanting to think about that. She had a job to do.

The Nav-Com showed two maps. One was a walk through of the area she was in, she could pan through it and get a good idea of what she would have to confront, lifeforms showed up as colour coded blobs, blue for human, red for unknown. Rose bit her lip, the computer image seemed to be invaded by red blobs. The second map was a birds eye view, also showing any lifeforms. The alien saucer registered as a large yellow circle. She was going to have to lengthen that half mile, Rose knew there was no way she could make a bee line for the ship. Unless of course she was very lucky and happened to find a laser shield along the way. Unlikely. Studying the map for a short while she decided on the best route.

Rose climbed out of the Jeep a determined smile on her face. She had half of a good plan. The rest she would improvise, something the Doctor was good at. She had found a pair of night vision goggles jammed in the remains of the back seats. After a small struggle she had managed to wrench them free. Pulling them on over her head she activated them. They did what she wanted, apart from the fact every was a shade of green, she could see.

It wasn't a pleasant sight. Torchwood may have the best security and arms on the planet but compared to these aliens they may as well have been confronting fifty Slitheen with only a litre of vinegar, it was in the end, utterly hopeless. She turned away form the scenes with a feeling of guilt.

"You can't help them by staying here, Rose," she told herself sternly.

With that she headed for the mountain. Trying not to trip on the heather or sink in any of the peat bogs. She walked quickly, the faster she got to the saucer, the better.

The base of the mountain, according to the Nav-Com, wasn't that wide, Rose planned to walk around it and double back to the saucer. From there she had no idea what to do, but the Doctor had called her the defender of the earth, so she was determined to use that as the guidelines.

It was a good half hour later when she saw it. A massive hull, gleaming through a gap in the rocks she had been scrambling over. Reverting to all fours Rose climb up the nearest boulder, she was then able to get a good view of the ship. It made her think of those sherbet sweets, only this saucer must be around one hundred feet in diameter and it was standing firmly on the ground with a set of three huge legs. They were a mixture of shining metal and giant black cables that were as thick as tree trunks, they extended from the belly of the ship. The clearing it was in was new. The legs had crushed the vegetation and rock to a muddy pulp.

Rose approached it cautiously, careful that she didn't fall, expecting to be shot dead any moment. Talking of guns, she thought as she bent to pick up a strange object from in between the rocks. From what she could make out with the goggles on, this weapon wasn't human. It was shaped like a miniature particle gun. She held it in both of her hands. Turning away from the ship Rose aimed the weapon and pulled the trigger, she was firing in the direction she had just come from as she didn't want to catch the attention of whoever was left on guard duty, not just yet anyway. Rose lowered the gun, satisfied, it was some sort of laser weapon, perhaps it would come in use later. Spinning around she jumped from the rocks and walked the remaining way to the saucer.

It really was enormous, Rose felt like an insect compared to this three legged monster. She cautiously walked underneath the belly of the saucer. The legs, she found didn't protrude from the very centre, instead they came out from three hatches, these hatches surrounded what Rose presumed was a door or entrance hatch. The circle of metal stuck out slightly from the rest of the belly and alien markings covered its edge. She had no idea what they said. The moment that gap in the universe had closed she had lost contact with the TARDIS, she knew that because when she and her family eventually drove home, after Rose had stood on that beach till the early hours of the morning, she couldn't translate the Norwegian signs. Without anywhere to leak through, the psychic energy of the TARDIS couldn't reach her mind.

"I can't waste time." Rose muttered to herself.

The air stank, like car fumes but many times worse, in fact it was hard to breathe. Rose wondered briefly whether the engine of the saucer ran on a diesel or lead. It was most likely neither she thought to her self. She studied the legs of the ship, circling them and prodding them with the laser weapon. She wasn't too sure of what she was looking for. A device perhaps, for getting the hatch open. If one existed it probably wasn't on the legs, she decided. She stared up again at the belly of the ship. To get in you probably had to contact someone on the inside.

What was she going to do if she got in anyway. Have a chat over a cup of tea, ask them to please go away. She remembered she had tried something like that before. With the Sycorax, demanded they leave under the laws of the Shadow Proclamation, and a number of other things. Rose sighed, she didn't want to think of that, that had turned out to be a good day in the end. She had sat down with the Doctor and they had eaten Christmas dinner together, with her mum and Mickey. Rose shook her head. Those thoughts, they hurt too much. But yes, she could try something like that, talk to them, however if it didn't work, there would be no one to save her. She thought back to the soldiers, all those brave men and women, fighting for the planet. She couldn't let them down. She had to try. Try anything.

"Open up!" She demanded loudly. Her hands cupped to her mouth, shouting up at the hatch.

"Have sense Rose Tyler."

Rose started, her eyes wide. She spun around to see who was there. There was no one, but who spoke?

"No one Rose. Not out loud."

That was true Rose realised with a chill, it ran down her spine, tingling and tickling with uncertainty at the situation. What was going on. The voice was in her head, in her mind. Psychic, Rose thought, whoever this was they were speaking to her telepathically. Could it possibly be. No. It was, after all, impossible. But who else did she know that had telepathic ability? The Face of Bo? No it wouldn't be him. If he existed in this universe he certainly wouldn't know of Rose Tyler.

"Don't bother with that now. Concentrate. You can see now. Take them off. The goggles. Off. Concentrate. On what your doing. Concentrate. You need a shield. Inside the gun. Look. Left hand side. There's a catch. Look. The Purgash. They keep shield capsules. In there. Look. The catch"

The voice seemed to be changing tempo and was a whisper that got louder and quieter. The speech was broken, it kept pausing. Rose couldn't place whether it was male or female.

"Rose. Who I am. It doesn't matter. Don't worry. The goggles! The catch!"

Rose, slowly, removed the goggles, she could see, the fog wasn't in this area. She dropped the goggles, there would be no further use for them. She held the gun up to her eyes, there was indeed a small catch on the left hand side. She undid it and a small, grey pill dropped onto the muddy ground.

"Don't get it dirty. You have to swallow it. Swallow it"

"Rose narrowed her eyes, "How can I trust you, your in my head without asking? And how do you know all this stuff."

"I'm using your eyes. You were looking at the gun. A moment ago. Looking. I recognised it. From an alien museum. On my homeworld. I went there. I saw it. When I was young. Swallow it."

"And you remembered it?" Rose asked in wonder as she bent down to pick up the pill.She laughed suddenly, she didn't know why. There was nothing funny about this situation. Maybe it wasn't her laughter. She straightened up, and waited for a reply.

"I have a good memory. Now concentrate. The pill. Swallow it."

"Alright then, I'll trust you." After all, she had no reason not too. Wait, that wasn't what she thought. "Stop messing with my head!"

"Your too slow. Hurry up. Swallow the pill. Hurry."

Rose didn't want to, but she did, she should, shouldn't she? "What will it do?"

"Keep you safe. Swallow it. Hurry. Swallow."

She did. It was hard and got stuck in her throat briefly, but eventually Rose felt it slide down

"Good! Now listen. Listen to me. The hatch. Listen. Fire the weapon. Fire!"

Rose nodded and raised the weapon aiming it for the centre of the hatch. She was a decent shot, she had proved that when she had rid the rocket of Toby, when he was taken over by the devil. Rose gritted her teeth, squeezing the trigger she fired seven rounds of laser fire into the door. She smiled, the domestic approach, in a twisted way, after all wasn't she knocking on the front door?

"Alright then now what?"

"Shielded. The ship. It will detect your fire"

"Why didn't it detect me, I've been poking around long enough?"

"The ship. Not my design. Don't know. Must hurry!"

It may have just been her, but Rose was sure the voice was beginning to loose it's clarity. For some reason, perhaps it was to do with this person, or whatever it was, inside her head, but Rose trusted them entirely. Or maybe it wasn't anything to with their abilities maybe it was because a part of Rose's being was hoping. Hoping against the impossible, that it was him, that it was the Doctor.

Right that's it for the first chapter, reviews will be greatly appreciated as I would love to know what people think of my story and whether or not it is a waste of my time writing it. As a writer I would like to know on how I can improve to constructive criticism is welcome.

Chibi Nightmare