The Doctor smirked, knowing his Rose was brilliant and smart. Rose knew him better than anyone, she was the smartest companion he'd had for a while. "I'm better than the Oncoming Storm. Im the Time Lord Victorious."

Rose just looked confused. She'd never heard of that phrase before. Whatever it was...It made the Doctor seem darker than she'd ever seen him. Darker than the Oncoming Storm. Rose approached him slowly, and placed both hands on the side of his neck. "What's that mean? Your turning into that same man I saw that wanted to kill that Dalek with Mr. Van Stattan. Except its darker... a lot darker..."

The Doctor raised his hands, cupping hers.

"I'm not dark Rose. I'm strong. Strong enough to protect you." He said, gripping her hands, looking away from her. Rose just gaped at him. Wasn't dark my arse! He was strong enough to protect her before. Didn't he realize that!

"Doctor...Whatever happened to you? The man I fell in love with and the man who loves me back? The Doctor who would risk his own life, on a planet being sucked in by a black hole and then rescuing her afterwards?"

"Rose," He said, gripping her gently, "I would still do all that, I just would have done it faster. Not caring about the little people. I am that man still Rose," he continued, "I just had a wake up call. The universe doesn't care and if you want something done, you have to do it yourself." Was he actually saying this now? This wasn't like the Doctor at all! Rose struggled out of his grip and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"No...You've changed. You always cared about the little people. You did! Now you don't seem to care anymore! That's not the Doctor I fell in love with. This is a different you and I'm gonna keep making mistakes until I do the one thing that makes you love me again!" Rose replied raising her voice slightly. This...Time Lord Victorious was taking over him. Taking over his mind.

The Doctor scoffed, pulling Rose to him. "I'm not going anywhere. The Time Lord Victorious is here to say." He spat, forcing his lips on hers The Doctor pulled away, groaning, clutching his head, looking at Rose with clear eyes. "Help me." He begged, finally breaking free momentarily before the Time Lord Victorious came back, gripping Rose's wrist to the point of bruising.

Rose muffled protests against his lips as he forced them onto her's. Then she saw it, the Doctor's eye's begging for help. "Doctor..." Rose whispered softly. He needed help...he didn't want this power anymore...As the Time Lord Victorious came back, Rose felt an excruciating pain on her wrists which made her whimper a little. "Doctor please...Let go...Your hurting me..." Rose whispered. "Please..."

The Doctor dragged her to his old room, throwing her inside. "You can stay there until you learn to accept me. Because i am going no where." He sneered, treating her like she was a little girl that needed punishment. Rose let tears fall as soon as the door was slammed shut.

"Doctor please..." She begged again...She had to find something to bring the Doctor back to her. There had to be something she could do to bring him back to her. Rose looked around the Doctor's room, hoping there would be something she could use. The Doctor smiled at her begging. She was weak. Humans were weak. He would break her and then she would be his perfect human. He smirked, hitting the walls of the TARDIS, mentally telling her to implement plan B. He looked down under the door, watching the light turn leaving Rose in total darkness. Sensory deprivation to become her knight in pin stripe armor.

Rose gasped lightly as she heard a thud and all the lights went off. What was the Doctor telling the TARDIS to do? Rose stumbled around the room. She gave out a cry of pain as she stubbed her foot on the edge of his bed and she toppled too the floor. Rose had to be strong enough to bring the Doctor back. She just had to, he loved her and she loved him. Wasn't that enough? The Doctor sat in front of her door, hearing her stumble around.

"Poor little Rose." He called, resorting to emotional pain, "No one loves her. No one wants her. But if she gives in, she will always be loved." He taunted. Rose held her knees to her chest as she heard his taunts.

"Doctor you love me! I know you do! You just don't want to admit it to yourself!" Rose shouted to the door. "I will never give up trying to bring you back to me!"

The Doctor scoffed, sitting by the door. "I do love you Rose. But thats why you have to remember that no one wants you. You are broken Rose. No one wants poor little broken Rose. But I will. I will always love you Rose. Broken and all." he told her through the door, trying to be the little angel on her shoulder, or the devil. He wasnt sure yet. Rose knew she had to do the one thing that might bring him back. Forcing herself up and walking towards the door, Rose opened it, watching the Doctor fall to the floor. As his head hit with a thud, she sighed and helped him up.

"I do love you Doctor...Yes, I am broken...but you fix me. I know you said once that I made you better. Which I'm sure I did...but you made me better too." Rose whispered before leaning in and kissing him softly, wrapping her arms around him. The Doctor melted into the kiss, reaching to cup her cheek. He smirked into the kiss, grabbing her hair and yanking it back.

"You don't control me." He growled, not believing she had the guts to do such a thing, "You don't get to try that shit." He pulled her hair, exposing her throat.

Rose cried out in pain as he yanked her hair back. She thought that plan would have worked. Clearly, the Time Lord Victorious had other ideas. "Doctor please..." Rose whispered. "Your hurting me..." Rose looked at the fury in his eyes and grew worried as her neck became exposed. What was he going to do to her?

"Thats the point, Rose. Its not really a punishment if it doesn't hurt." He growled in her ear. "Did you really think that was going to work? Really? Stupid little humans can Never NEVER live up to the power of a time lord."

Rose nodded as her eyes turned cold and filled with tears. "Yes, I did. Because I thought you'd love me enough to realize this isn't the you I love. I'm in love with the Doctor I lost on Bad Wolf Bay...Yes, I'll never be as strong as you, but I love you with all my heart Doctor...Truly, I do...but I can't do this anymore, I just can't!" She spat in his face and made an attempt to get away. This was all getting to be too much for Rose, she couldn't handle his dark side any longer. The Doctor wiped his eye, growling at her. He took her by the arm dragging her to the doors of the TARDIS. He forced the TARDIS into flight, holding a bruising grip on Rose's arm. He opened the doors with a click of his fingers, showing the vortex.

"You are nothing. You are useless," He spat, bringing her to the open doors. He was about to through her out, out into the vortex, however it seemed his mind had other ideas. He clutched his head, as if he felt pain...or someone trying to fight his way through "NO!" He shouted, forcing the door the shut. He let go of Rose, collapsing on the ground, mind alight.

Rose's eyes had gone wide as The Doctor had opened the doors of the TARDIS. Now she knew this wasn't the Doctor. He'd never do this. He wouldn't make Rose leave. He wanted Rose in the TARDIS...Didn't he? Rose watched in horror as the Doctor collapsed onto the ramp. She'd tried to catch him but she wasn't quick enough. "Doctor!" Rose cried before slowly moving to his side. This felt like Christmas all over again...Better get him back to one of the rooms...Rose thought before slowly helping him up and half leading, half dragging the Doctor somewhere that he wouldn't hurt himself.

Inside the Doctor's mind, the Doctor fought with himself. His past regenerations still in chains, but his Tenth was free. The Tenth stood up to the time Lord Victorious, forcing him into the back of his mind, forcing him in chains. The Tenth stood, beaten and bruised but victorious. 'I will keep our Rose safe.' He thought. Unknown to him, the Time Lord Victorious was plotting his escape. Plotting his revenge. The Doctor's physical form shivered, and let out a stream of regeneration energy, just enough to heal his body and to heal the fractures in his mind.

Just as she'd done at Christmas, Rose dabbed a cool washcloth to his forehead and his neck. Holding one of his hands, she slowly curled up next to him. "I'm here Doctor...waiting for you.." She whispered and watched as the regeneration energy left him. He was healing, which meant he might wake up soon; but which version of the Doctor would she face? The Time Lord Victorious? Or her Doctor that she loved.