Ok, ok great first response to this one so first a great big THANKYOU to you all. I know these parts are short and for that I am sorry but they are as long as I can make them before giving away stuff and/or continuing too far with the original story. I really hope you like this part. I never warned you that there would be a time jump but here it is.
Set straight after Bad Wolf.
Rose watched the as the Doctor disappeared in a burst of golden light and his features began to change. She didn't know if she should cry or not, the Doctor's face began to emerge and fresh brown hair began sprouting from his head. This wasn't what she expected when he said he would change and now she was caught between shock and pleasant surprise.
She knew that hair anywhere and those eyes, those lips; it was him the man who loved her. She remembered that night well; she couldn't sleep and had gone outside to wait. It was a hope, a foolish hope at that, but she'd really hoped that he would return and that she would know the name of the man who had stolen a kiss from her on that cold winter's night.
When all of the golden light had disappeared and he had recovered somewhat he looked over at her and she felt her heart race. He didn't seem to notice and grinned at her "Oh hello" he paused for a moment, not noticing the look of utter joy on her face when she heard that familiar voice "New teeth, that's weird" he frowned and she couldn't help but laugh "Anyway now was I? Oh that's right Barcelona!" he grinned again and raced around the console rambling about the planet. She didn't listen to a word he said but just stared at him in disbelief.
Now she knew why the man had insisted that she go with the man in the blue box. It was him! Her brain was still getting used to the fact that it had been him that night. Of course it wasn't this version of him, obviously him from the future and she felt slightly uncomfortable. If that version of him had told her he loved her then it meant that this one never would and she and he would be separated before there would be a chance.
A tear rolled gently down her face and she fought back the emotions that were telling her to give up. If there really wasn't much time for them to be together then she would give it her best shot. No matter how long they had left whether it be years or months, she would fight for him; she would never stop fighting for him. That was the rule wasn't it when it came to the Doctor? He was worth fighting for and even if it resulted in her death she would be with him til the last.
"Rose is something the matter?" he asked still bursting with energy so his question sounded a lot less serious than it really was.
She looked up into those eyes and smiled "No, of course not" she lied easily. Nothing was alright about having to be parted from him and she felt a strange pain starting to stab her chest. "Ahh I'm just gonna go to my room for a moment, I'll be right back" she smiled through the pain and started to walk down the corridor.
"Rose what are you not telling me?" he grabbed her arm and made her turn to face him "Don't you trust me anymore?" his voice was full of sadness when he asked the second question.
She looked up at him again and felt his pain right in her heart where it added to her already aching chest. "Of course I trust you" she patted his arm gently "Please don't worry about me I just need to go to my room for a moment".
He reluctantly let her go and watched her walk down the corridor, something wasn't right and he knew it. Why had she looked at him with such pain and why did she act so happy when his new face appeared? Surely his old face wasn't that daft was it?
Rose shut the door behind her and slowly slid down her bedroom wall as the pain consumed her. Why was this happening and why did she feel like her chest was about to burst with pressure? The pain intensified and her head ached horribly, she made her way back to console room after taking a couple of panadols well not panadols exactly, more like some alien version of the painkillers.
The Doctor looked up as she entered and grinned at her "I decided Earth would be better, you know go see your mum and Mickey for Christmas? What'd you reckon? I love Christmas it's a fantastic time of year..." He continued to ramble about Christmas and Rose couldn't help but smile even though her head was pulsing painfully and her chest...well she didn't really know what word would describe how painful it really was, excruciating? Unbearable maybe?
The Doctor emerged from the TARDIS but Rose stayed back for a moment, she could hear him greeting her mother and Mickey but she just stood back and took a few deep breaths before opening to the to where the Doctor had just collapsed.
Of course there was the big rush to get him upstairs and into the house, Rose pretended she had just hurt her back when she tried to help pick him up and Mickey and Jackie carried up into the flat. She sat on the lounge as her mother fussed over the both of them, this was the beginning of the end for Rose and she had to start it off with an unconscious Doctor and an agony in her heart but being the optimist that she was she lay back slightly on the lounge and shrugged, if it truly was the end then she had nothing to lose and hey she may as well just go for it.
So what do you reckon? I'd love to hear your theories but I think it's pretty obvious anyway. All will be revealed in the next part...weeeelllllll (Doctor's voice) when I say all I mean most. Anyway thank you guys and please tell me what you thought of part two. Part three and four will be longer I promise. Also is anyone interested in me starting my first crossover? Doctor who and Broadchurch what d'you reckon? Romance of course!