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Chapter Two: Things That Are
In his dreams he's still so terrified of losing her. He remembers the times he thought he did. Van Staaten's vaults, the Gamestation, Queen Elizabeth II's coronation. And he remembers the one horrible time when he lost her for real.
Often he wishes that she.... but if wishes were fishes, they still wouldn't bring her back.
She brought him back from the brink, the breaking point. He ought to thank her for that, but he never could use the right words.
When he met Martha and Donna, they helped, they truly did. But even they weren't the same as her.
He sees her face sometimes. Out of the corner of his eyes. But she's never real, and even these sightings have gone away.
In his dreams, he remembers the fire in her eyes on Satellite 5. Her toothy smile on New Earth. The light in her eyes on Woman Wept.
He had never even hoped she could come back, he knew she couldn't. But she did. Crossing the Void to save him and everyone. Bad Wolf all over again.
He knew she couldn't stay. So when the time came, he sent her back with his human self and walked away.
He never really forgot about her. She was a bright star even when the entire universe went dark. When the end of time had come and Wilf had knocked four times, he still remembered her.
He dreamt once, right before the end, that they were together again in the TARDIS, just like old times. And he finally said it. "Thank you. Rose Tyler, you were fantastic."
He hopes that, even in the new body to come, he will still remember her.
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