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Author's Notes: AU!Nine/KindaAU!Rose. Inspired by a prompt by Nylana.

This one is really out there, and it may be an idea that I expand upon one day in the future, because I find it rather intriguing. For now, though, this drabble is all there is.


Different, Impossible

Lately there's this feeling she gets deep in the pit of her stomach. It's the kind of feeling that something just isn't quite right, that things are supposed to be different, somehow.

But she's a Tyler, and her life is exactly as it should be: Vitex heiress, daughter of Pete and Jacqueline Tyler, Torchwood agent. Nothing's wrong with her, with her life.

Maybe the dreams are just stress, she thinks.

After all, there's no such thing as time travel, and there's no way she could possibly have spent two years traveling with an alien (who can change his appearance, no less) in a blue box that's impossibly bigger on the inside. She works for Torchwood, and she's seen things, of course, but honestly, some ideas are simply ridiculous.

She has her family. She has her friends Mickey and Jake. She has a challenging job that she loves — that she's good at.

Nothing's missing, nothing at all.

So she ignores the intense gaze of the new agent down in research, with his deep blue eyes — eyes that she'd dreamed about drowning in for months before he'd arrived with his northern accent, penchant for leather jackets, and sarcastic demeanor — and carries on as if she doesn't dream of falling through blackness and standing on a beach and hearing the unearthly song of burning like the sun in her mind.

But sometimes, late at night after a dream has plagued her, she'll gaze at the silver fob-watch on her mantle that Pete had given her — a family heirloom, he'd said — and wonder just why the idea of time and space with an alien (better with two, she thinks) seems so impossibly right.


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