Her fingers felt numb

Her fingers felt numb.

Opening her eyes slowly she couldn't recognise her surroundings. She didn't recognise anything. And why was it so dark?

The tingling sensation increased, spreading through her body. She looked down. There was a light. A golden light.

Just like before the Doctor had regenerated. While he was regenerating as well but she had remembered opening the heart of the Tardis to save him. Was she doing it again?

Remember the Bad Wolf...

That voice is sounded so familiar. The strands of gold were spreading through her body at a quickening pace. The danced around her fingers and she thought of those words.

Bad Wolf.

They had followed them everywhere from the first moment she had met the Doctor until the day she parted with him on the beach. Yet she could never remember why they were important. In the back of her mind had always rested the knowledge of it but it was always out of reach.

The Doctor hadn't or wouldn't tell her what had happened with the Daleks. Not properly. All he had said was that he had taken the time vortex out of her after she had destroyed the Daleks with it. She had saved him so he could save her.

Now if she could just remember the meaning of those words then maybe...just maybe she would be able to save the Doctor. He had saved her so she could save him.

Bad Wolf...the Bad Wolf is calling...let her out...remember the Bad Wolf...

Rose closed her eyes, deep in thought. A wave of calm washed over her. Opening her eyes, they were no longer brown. Golden light streamed out lighting up the darkness. Making everything better again. She could save the Doctor because she had remembered the most important thing.

She was the Bad Wolf.

--

Jack stood over his fallen comrade. The Doctor was dead and it was a sad day in the world. He leaned down and closed his wide open eyes. There had not been fear in them when he died but courage. Yet this wouldn't stop him from being haunted by those eyes for as long as he would live which was tuning up to be a very long time as far as his immortality was concerned.

He gathered the Doctor in his arms and prepared himself for the walk to the nearest form of safety they had. He had been so close. So close to living but he had sacrificed himself so Rose would get to safety. He had always admired that about him but felt like calling him an idiot for all those times when he just couldn't tell Rose he loved her. Now it was too late.

He looked over at Donna who was staring at the Doctor's body. He could see she wasn't quite believing the fact he was dead. He thought she was going to say something but she remained silent and felt a joke form in his head. It wasn't one he would say but in the short time, seeing the Doctor interact with Donna, he was sure the Doctor would have been sure to make some sort of joke about Donna being quiet for once.

He turned his eyes to Jackie who was holding Rose in her arms. Tears were bristling in her eyes but he noticed that she wasn't going to let them fall. Not because she didn't want them to but because she needed to be strong for her daughter.

In all his life he had never imagined this. The Doctor was dead and he could do nothing about it but give him a proper burial. He would at least do that, even if the world was ending.

--

Martha Jones sighed as another of the injured mass was brought into her. Ever since she had got here, all she had been doing was stitching this, bandaging that, giving painkillers or tablets to whoever needed them the most because they were running short.

Not once had she sat down for a break. She felt the sweat form on her brow as the heat of her surroundings seemed to close in around her.

She wanted to be out there fighting but there had been so few medics. Urgent help was needed here and, as much as she didn't want to admit it, this was where she needed to be. It was her job. Even before UNIT and the Doctor, she had been a medic. It was what she had wanted to be since the age of six when she sprained her wrist and the doctor let her play with his stethoscope. She knew what she wanted to be from that moment onwards and now she was putting her years of medical school to use.

She wondered what was happening out there? Daleks invading the Earth was confusing. They had come out of nowhere from throughout the world. That and a little blue box. In actuality the rift was opening, spreading junk in from everywhere. It also brought about a few people that she had never expected to see - one being Rose Tyler.

She felt her heart sigh at the knowledge that she was here. And now she was out there with the Doctor. She still hadn't met her, of course, but she had seen a blonde bob of hair follow after the Doctor as she saw him leave along with Jack earlier. Donna had came to see her to tell her what was happening and had mentioned the blonde in question. She soon left and Martha was left with a heavy heart. She didn't have time to sulk for, a mere minute had passed before she was accosted, by more of the injured.

Now she had just finished up stitching up a rather nasty stomach wound and leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes, listening to the sound of people in the room outside. It was then she heard the familiar voice of Captain Jack Harkness shouting for someone to get out of the way. She smiled at the familiarity but that soon disappeared when she saw the limp figure he held in his hands.

The Doctor...was he hurt? What had happened? She rushed forward, attempting to get through the crowd. There didn't seem to be any bleeding. No serious lacerations on any visible part of his body.A few cuts on bruises on his face. They had probably bled slightly onto his extremely dusty jacket. He must have been knocked unconscious.

She looked past Jack's grim face as she pushed another person out the way in an attempt to clear a path. She needed to check the Doctor for injuries. Behind Jack's head she saw Donna and a blonde woman carrying another person, carefully, behind.

It was the same blonde head she had seen earlier but now the blonde strands hung loosely down her pale face. Rose Tyler and the Doctor, together again and unconscious. She would have to treat the Doctor first. He was the one with blood on him.

"Jack, what happened?" She shouted as a few metres of people still blocked them.

He remained silent. An oddity in a man who has a joke for every situation. He walked past her into the crowd, ignoring her words and headed towards the small room a few people had been resting in.

Martha's fear began to bubble to the surface. Why didn't he bring the doctor over to her? She was the one with the medical degree. She could help him.

She pushed forward through the crowd once again, as Jack shouted for everyone to get out. She heard the grumbles in the room as they reluctantly piled out, making her path even more harder.

"What's wrong?" she said, finally managing to get into the room. Two beds were now occupied. One for the Doctor. One for Rose.

It was then she noted the difference in the two.

"Martha..." Jack began, his voice horse with emotion.

One was pale - too pale. The other had colour in their cheeks.

"I don't know how to say this. Can barely believe it."

One's chest was rising steadily. The other's wasn't.

"I tried to save...I just saw...I couldn't...there wasn't time..." He stumbled for his words with a choked up voice and had this been any other situation Jack Harkness at a loss for words may have been funny but this wasn't the right situation.

Two bodies lay on two separate beds. One was still. One was…

.

"The Doctor's dead."

She looked up to meet Jack's tearful blue eyes, knowing hers were dampening with each passing second, and felt the world closing in. He was dead. The Doctor was dead.

She barely registered when a tiny voice said, "He can't be..." It was then she realised it was her own voice.

"He's dead, Martha. He's gone," Jack paused, staring over at the motionless figure, "Forever."

To be continued…

AN: Well, there was the second chapter of this story and I hope you enjoyed. You may be wondering why would I kill the Doctor…well, it's part of my story and I have a reason for doing so. Plus the Doctor can't always be there to save the day. I really would like some reviews on this one since I'm flying solo without the Doctor.