A/N: So glad you liked the first chapter. This wasn't originally going to be a full story. It was just something to pass the time. Like a doodle. So here is a second chapter. I hope you like it. It's a bit surreal this chapter but I like how it turned out. Enjoy and feel free to review.

Disclaimer: I'd love to own Doctor Who but unfortunately don't.

Chapter 2 – Guardian Angel

Rose put her hand to her mouth. Memories. She touched another couple of leaves and realised that something wasn't quite right with these memories. They couldn't possibly be her own memories because as she watched them, she could see herself and they couldn't be the Doctor's for the same reason. One particular leaf on the tenth tree stood out, as if asking to be touched. She nervously obliged and found herself watching a scene she remembered vividly but that no one but the two of them knew about.

It was of the Doctor handing her a ring. It was made of white gold and had delicate writing engraved on the inside. Over her own shoulder, she read the writing again although she knew by heart the words. 'Till death do us part…'

"This ring," The Doctor said, looking her deep in the eye, "is for you to remember me by."

"Why?" she had said. "I'm not going anywhere. I would never leave you. And what does it mean by death?"

"Rose, I couldn't stand the thought of losing you but I know that my life is an unpredictable one and I can't promise that we will always be together." He looked upset. "Rose, I just want to know that where ever you are, whether you are lost, captured or just feel alone, I want you to know that only death can really part us. Even that is not truly real because I know, Rose Tyler," he smiled, "I know that if one of us is gone, we shall still live on in the other's mind." He looked deep in her eyes once more, smiling and holding her hands in his. "Every time you are feeling lost or alone or even when you are waiting 5 and a half hours," He laughed. "I want you to look at that ring an remember what I said and never give up."

With that the vision ended and Rose looked up at the tree with tears in her eyes. 'Never give up.'

There was a rustling noise and leaves on the tenth tree quivered, as they were blown by a breeze that played across Rose's face, twisting her hair round invisible fingers and gently brushing the tears from her face. She closed her eyes and smiled as the breeze blew across her face and when she opened her eyes once more, she saw a man step out from behind the tree. That man was the Doctor and Rose leapt at him and tried to hug him but cried out in frustration when she found that she couldn't. Once again she found herself face-to-face with him but unable to do what she wanted to do most.

"Doctor?" she asked. "Is that you? Where are we? Why can't I touch you? I want to touch you. I want to hug you but I—" her voice broke and the now familiar tears wound their way in patterns down her face.

"I am the Doctor." The image said, but his voice was wispy like the breeze and if came at her from all directions. "This is my dream-place. A place I only come when I sleep. It is not often but it is a place where the TARDIS and I are one. These are her memories. Memories of my life. Only she is real in this place. You and I can touch her and feel her influence around us, but neither of us are really here." He gestured at the trees that lay in the circle. "These trees are my regenerations and the leaves are her memories from those times." He indicated to the one under which Rose stood. "This is my current tree." Looking at the leaves that lay dead on the ground he sighed. "Every leaf that lies on the floor is a terrible memory. One that she does not want to be a part of. One she wants to let go and never see again. Those on the tree, the bright ones are the ones she loves an wants to visit again and again."

"How did I get here?" Rose asked him. "I remember running." She tried to reach into the recesses of her mind and remember what had happened before she had ended up here. "I remember a loud noise. A car or a van. I remember the lights and the tarmac. Oh no!" She looked up at the Doctor with horror in her eyes as the realisation dawned on her. "I was hit by a car!" She looked at the Doctor in despair. "Am I dead?" she whispered.

The Doctor stepped forward and tried to cup her face in his hand but all she felt was a breeze tickling her face. All the same, she kept her head where it was, longing to be able to feel his touch for real. "Oh Rose," he smiled at her. "No, I don't think you're dead." He looked around the clearing in the middle of the circle of trees before looking back at his own. "But I do know one thing. Look." He nodded at the tree and Rose looked at it.

Around the base of the tree, one single rose wound its way around the trunk. It had a large, delicate white flower with deep red edges. It's stem curled round the trunk, it's sharp thorns pointing away from the tree but protecting it on the outside. White buds were rapidly growing further down the plant. White buds with red tips looked like pure white paintbrushes full of deep red paint, ready for decorating any blank canvas before them. Slowly at first the buds would begin to unfurl before bursting outwards, their pretty petals opening themselves wide. Drops of dew like tears fell from the newly opened buds and landed on some of the leaves that lay dead on the ground. 'I bring life.' An echo rang in Rose's mind as where the dew fell on the leaves, silver colouring spread outwards and the leaves began to change. They twisted and curled and spread silver wings before fluttering up in the air as beautiful silver butterflies that dazzled Rose in the light of the suns.

Rose reached out a hand to touch them and when one landed on her fingers she saw the Doctor walking alone once more but beside him walked another figure. One made only of light. Everywhere the Doctor walked, the figure would follow. When the Doctor strayed too close to danger, the figure would step in and gently nudge him in the right direction. Rose watched the figure and when it looked up at her she was only mildly surprised to see her own face looking back at her. The light her reached up a hand and rested it on the Doctor's shoulder and looked her in the eye. The motion made it clear to Rose that all the time, the part of her that had joined with the TARDIS to become bad wolf had stayed behind and had been watching over the Doctor when he had most needed it.

She was his guardian angel.