Disclaimer: Still not mine.
A/N: This fic works under my belief that the Bad Wolf knew exactly what she was doing in the end of "The Parting of the Ways".
Time sang within her and she could see everything. She could see the beginning – a woman wrapped in blue arranging the melody and cultivating The Storm. She could see a girl with short dark hair, a long way away from home, and, seeing something of herself in her she mourned Susan's death before her birth. She saw silver leaves and orange skies and watched them burn.
She sang with Time and she could see everything. She saw the Daleks and their false-God and made them burn. She heard them scream and, watching them break across the Nothingness, she heard herself scream. The Bad Wolf placed her name on Mickey Smith and watched him move ahead. She saw her Doctor standing alone and brought the Captain back.
She sang with Time now, the symphony sweeping, the melody burning in her head. And then, a new voice joined hers in a duet. The Oncoming Storm and the Bad Wolf sang together while the Doctor and Rose Tyler burned together.
The symphony in her head subsided, the melody reduced to a murmur, and, slowly, everything faded to black.
Time sang with him for a moment. The Oncoming Storm was truly a god and, for love, the Doctor had never felt so human.
A/N 2: I wrote this fic in 15 minutes during philosophy class and is unbeta'd so please be kind if you review (and please review!).
