Rose.
1.
"Rooooose!" the Doctor screamed, as her fingers slipped of off the control lever, and she began to float into the void. Suddenly, Pete appeared and whisked her off to the parallel universe. And then the void began to close. The wall became solid once more, and they were separated.
Rose lent up against the wall, her face streamed with tears, no way for her to get back to her Doctor. Ever again.
The Doctor stared at the wall in disbelief. How…how could she be gone? She was his rock. Something to hold onto. Someone to believe in. And she was gone. And it was his fault.
He was the one who had to fiddle about, find out more about the 'ghosts'. He had to go to the place of the 'ghost' transmittions. He just couldn't leave things alone for one minute. He kicked angrily at a desk leg, stubbing his toe and swearing loudly.
He walked over to the wall and stood in front of it, staring at it. Why had it taken Rose? Why do this to him? He needed her, like bread needed butter, like a kitten needed it's mother, like…he'd run out of comparisons, but there was nothing to sum her up. Nothing. No one could ever replace Rose Tyler. His Rose.
He ran his hand across the surface of the wall, and he could have sworn he felt something. He leant his head gently on the wall, and he felt almost as if Rose were on the other side, doing the exact same thing. He could almost feel his Rose. He could have stayed there forever, with the feeling of Rose, but he knew he couldn't. He pulled away, and turned towards the door, and left.
Forever.