As I've stated before, this takes place during Series 2. This chapter occurs between Love and Monsters and Fear Her, and is based on an AU meme that I posted on my tumblr. If I receive reviews, feedback and nice things on my physic paper then I'll continue on with an AU ending of Doomsday (or something like that) and then Series 3, and so on and so forth. Like I said, I don't own Doctor Who. I wish I did, but I still don't. If I owned Doctor Who I wouldn't be writing this, I'd be writing the show. If you'd like faster updates then review, because I'd definitely post chapters more quickly. Enjoy! Also, I've added a tiny bit more to accommodate to the story "The Stone Rose", which I recommend reading or even listening to the audiobook. I even added in a small kiss for your reading pleasure. It's fantastic!

The Tardis materialized, the familiar sound of the breaks filling their ears. The landing was lighter than normal, and Rose had fallen down to the grated floor with a laugh. "I meant to do that, honestly!" said the Doctor with a bashful grin. He held his hand out, pulling her back up to her feet. "We're in Ancient Rome again! Bit later on though, so we're alright to go out. Remember that, my Fortuna?" he asked with a small grin, his face flushed carefully pink when he recalled their last trip to AD 120. "Pop in the wardrobe and grab yourself a dress, can't have you walking around like that." With a look he gestured to her current attire, which was far too modern. Rose merely rolled her eyes and walked through the arch that led to the numerous corridors. Usually she had to go looking for the wardrobe, but the Tardis seemed to make the journey much easier and she found it in the nearest hallway, second door on the right. She walked across to the main platform and ran her hand along the railing as she descended to the lower floor. Rose wasn't one for dressing up, though it was necessary sometimes. Her eyes glanced across the various dresses that were hanging up, smiling to herself when she caught sight of the one she wore when they went back and met Charles Dickens. Finally after a few minutes, she found one that seemed appropriate.

"How do I look?" she asked, getting the Doctor's attention. He looked up from where she was sitting cross legged, in a panel of grating that he'd dislodged so he could do some rewiring, though stopped when he saw Rose standing near the console. She was dressed in what looked like a roman gown, something you would see in a beautiful painting, a dark blue dress with near white accents. When he didn't answer for a moment, the blonde took a step backwards towards the arch to the corridors. "I can change if it's not time appropriate," she said, brushing back her hair with the slightest tinge of pink to her cheeks.

The Doctor hopped up onto the grated floor, nearly tripping in the process. "No, no, that's fine. I mean, not just fine." He offered her a sheepish look, also appearing a bit flustered. "You look lovely, that's what I meant to say."

Rose shoved his shoulder a bit, laughing to herself. "Oh, shut up." He straightened himself out before bounding towards the doors, though not before offering her his hand. Together, hand in hand, they emerged into Ancient Rome. There was something amazing about visiting Earth in the past, viewing days that were long dead and gone, seeing things that others could only dream about. Rose was in complete awe of her surroundings, everything looked just like the depictions she saw in her time through paintings and sketches. Almost like instinct she tightened her grip on his hand, taking a deep breath as if to let it settle that she was really here.

Not even a moment passed until the Doctor had pulled at her arm, pointing off towards a gathering of people. "Look, Rose! They've got little shops, you know I love me a little shop."

It felt like hours that they stayed there, walking past all the small stands and shops. The sun was at its highest when they ran back to the Tardis to put away a few things they'd bought, which Rose was quite taken with the fact she'd received a few things without any currency; her dress was dark and near indigo, which some had even mistaken her for royalty. The blonde now had a flower in her hair, a small token from the Doctor as they had walked back to the time capsule. She stowed away the trinkets before emerging into the grand civilization once again. Her arm laced with his, leaning on him in the hot sun as they looked at where to go next. "Fancy a show at the Colosseum? Well it's not called that yet, I believe the correct term would be Flavian Amphitheatre. I think someone mentioned about a play being held there near noon, care to check it out?" Rose nodded enthusiastically, looking off into the distance where the large structure of the Colosseum could clearly be seen. It took them a little while of walking to reach the Amphitheatre, and to find that it looked much larger up close.

They noticed a woman hurry out of the archway, a young boy following behind her. "What have I told you, Aelius?" A mother and her son, who looked to be a bit deviant if anything else. "I don't want you near this place, if your father wa-"

"He's not though," the boy, Aelius, countered. "I just wished to see the play, please mother."

The woman shook her head, "It's not safe, I lost my love and I refuse to lose you as well." She was quick to pull him away from the Colosseum, leaving a standing there to question what exactly that small scene was about. While other looked deterred from entering, the Doctor had an intrigued look about him.

"Care for some undercover work then, what with people going missing?" she breathed, waiting as the Doctor fumbled through his pockets to find his physic paper.

"Brilliant, you are Rose. And of course.. Ah- there it is," he remarked, showing it to someone who appeared to be a guard. The man straightened up with sight of the message, their false identification, asking that they follow him. The Doctor showed the paper to Rose, curious at who exactly they were today.

"Sir Doctor and Lady Rose of Venice," she said quietly to him as they followed the guard. He led them halfway up the Amphitheatre, showing them to a section of seating that was meant for those high up in society, who could afford to be lavished with such. She excitedly sat down, looking down at the sight below them. Sometimes history was best observed, at least to Rose; she couldn't pay attention learning about history, but living it was a completely different story. It was just another reason why she loved traveling with the Doctor, why their adventures made that much of an impact in her life. To go from thinking life was unpleasantly ordinary and end up knowing it's so much more was something else all together.

The Doctor looked around, a displeased expression to his features. "There should be more people here, that disappearing thing has to be bigger than we though.." His voice trailed off slightly as he sat forward with his elbows on his knees. "The whole place should be filled, people love this kind of social event these days. Anything to get out and about."

"So people going missing, it's got something to do with the Colosseum, and that's all we know. Right?"

"Correct," he confirmed. As the play progressed he threw in random bits of commentary to Rose on pieces that were somewhat true, he didn't even hesitate to point on what was wrong; which she quickly slapped her hand over top his mouth until he got the epiphany that he was being rude. He kept most of his comments to himself after that. When the play ended, Rose had pulled him away to hide within a small cupboard that looked to be for holding a few props. "Hiding away in a broom cupboard, what fun."

Rose laughed, throwing what looked to be a dress in his general direction. "So what are we going to do until it's dark?" she asked, twisting a lock of hair around her finger.

He shrugged, "What do humans do to pass the time?" Unlike other things he said, that seemed to be a genuine question.

"Different things, I don't know.." Rose paused, "I'm so used to this life, I don't even know what to do in a time like this. We'll just have to talk until we think of something. Why did the Tardis bring us here in the first place?" she asked, knowing they didn't always reach their desired destinations. It was as if the Tardis had a mind of her own, which Rose of course knew by now that the capsule was indeed a conscious being.

"Was a bit low on fuel, found the rift here and so she landed."

"Think there are any other aliens out here then?" she asked, the signature cat ate the canary grin growing to her lips.

The Doctor let out a small laugh, "Maybe, if we're lucky."

Lucky might not be the word either of them would settle for, because once they climbed out of the cupboard, in the dark, torches lit in their hands, they came across a frightful sight. Rose went to scream, but the Doctor ran for her and covered her mouth as he slowly pulled her backwards. "Don't blink, Rose. Keep looking at it, okay?" She did as she was told, though kept mumbling numerous questions. The fact that they got out of the Amphitheatre without being touched could have been considered a miracle, considering that as they crept onwards more and more of the creatures had caught their scent. Just at the exit, the Doctor pushed Rose through an archway before turning around to hold his gaze. "Rose, you need to let it get closer to you, I need to turn it around so they can't follow us."

"But what are they?" she asked, her voice louder than usual due to the situation they were stuck in.

"I'll explain in a minute, I'm going through here, since it's facing your direction it will come after you. Close your eyes for just a second, then open them and then back out of its view and run back to the Tardis. It will turn around when I look away then I can maneuver my way out, the arch is big enough." He sounded confident enough, disappearing through a small pathway in the stone. Rose wanted to listen to him, but given the way her heart was beating fast she didn't want to blink. Apparently he could still see the shadow of the thing, and spoke up. "Trust me Rose, just close your eyes for a second."

"What happens if it gets me?" she asked, still unwilling to just close her eyes. Rose alternated, closing one eye and then the other. The Doctor didn't answer, leaving silence around her. "Doctor, what will it do to me?"

The Time Lord leaned his head against the cool surface of the stone beside him, arguing with himself on whether or not to tell her. Though he couldn't just lie to her and say they were harmless, he couldn't lie to her when he was this concerned to losing her. "They're called Weeping Angels and with just once touch they'll send you back in time, so they can feed off of the potential energy created. Rose just go back to the Tardis, no fighting this. Just go."

A scoff escaped through Rose's parted lips, her arms crossed and she then groaned. She breathed out, backing away fairly quick before she ducked away and made a run for the Tardis. As predicted, when Rose was no longer within its view, the statue then turned around; the Doctor could tell because of the shadow it cast inwards from the light of the lit torches outside of the structure. Once he was able to see it, the Angel stopped stone dead. He could hear others coming, so he made a break for it as quick as he could. Even with the Angel's arms outstretched, the Doctor was able to slide past it and to safety. His gaze was held on the statue until he could follow after Rose to the Tardis.

He found her staring out the door, able to catch her breath as she finally noticed he was safe. He climbed into the Tardis and ran a hand through his hair, force of habit by now. "That explains people going missing, one touch of an Angel and you're plucked out of this time and put into another so they can feed off the days you would have had, they let you live to death. Nicest not-so-good monster in the universe if you look at it."

"So, alien, yeah?" asked Rose, making sure she was following all this straight. The Doctor nodded, walking to the console before leaning forwards over it with his palms pressed to the exterior. "But they're stone, I mean when you're looking.. So how do we stop them? It's not like a statue can be killed."

"They're coming through the rift, we have to close it. But how?" It was more of a question to himself than anything. Then little words escaped him, musings of a swift thought process. He thought he heard Rose say something, but chose to ignore it until she hit his arm lightly.

She raised her brows, waiting for him to give his attention. "Last time you said a rift is like a wound. We opened it completely before Gweneth helped us snap it shut. Can we do something like that this time?" The Doctor crossed his arms, one hand flying to his chin in thought. They didn't have anyone like Gweneth here, someone with that extra synapse firing in their brain, latent physic abilities weren't very easy to come by in the first place. It was a good thought but not good enough, then he thought about the inverting forces. As if the greatest idea appeared in his mind, the Doctor leaped to the console with a wild grin.

"Brilliant you are, Rose Tyler. Just what I needed to hear. With a pulse of temporal energy from the Tardis we should be able to open up the rift, the two halves will then attract and then snap-" He snapped his fingers and pulled his fist near to his chest, "The two parts will snap shut of their own accord! Brilliant!"

Rose neared him, brows knit together as she was deep in thought. "If they're feeding off the rift and we close it then they'll just take more people, won't they?" The Doctor froze at this realization, letting out a loud groan as he tugged at his hair.

"Right, hadn't thought of that."

They remained awake for another two hours, trying to figure out a way that they could get rid of the Weeping Angels. It wasn't like they could kill them, they were stone and as far as the Doctor knew they didn't have any sort of weakness that could even let them be harmed. Rose had ventured to the library, to find anything she could just to know more about the Weeping Angels. All the Doctor said was that they were old, that legend said they were even older than Time Lords. Anything that had lived that long and survived, then they were not a force to be messed with. The thought made Rose uneasy, and she ended up falling into a troublesome sleep. When her eyes had fluttered open, she found that she was still in the library, curled up in a large chair as the small gentle lull of the pool sounded nearby. She didn't bother changing, instead the blonde ventured off to locate the Doctor.

The Tardis seemed much large when you were actually looking for someone. Rose recalled a whole day where they couldn't locate Jack within the Tardis, and it turns out he had found a room that seemed much like a spa and had lost track of time. In the end, she returned to the control room, running her fingers along the console until something out of place caught her eye. A post it note, written in the Doctor's handwriting. She rolled her eyes, adamant in the thought that when he came back she'd kill him for going on there without her. With a scoff, Rose walked to the doors and emerged into the sunlight. Her eyes crossed the landscape, thinking of where he could possibly be. As much as Rose looked up to him, and possibly loved him, he was such a child sometimes.

"Excuse me, miss?" Rose was pulled out of her thoughts and worry by an elderly man. He looked kind, a certain compassion to his eyes as he gently touched at her shoulder. "Is your name Rose?" he asked quietly. She turned slightly to face him, nodding carefully because she wasn't quite sure what was going on just yet. He reached into his robes, and held out a folded piece of paper to her. "When I was a young boy, a man asked me to give this to you. This day, this time, right here."

Hesitantly, she held out her hand to take the paper from him. "Do you know who he was?" she questioned, confused.

The elderly man gave a small smile, "He called himself the Doctor."

Her face fell, a knowing expression as she realized that he wasn't here anymore. The Angels had taken him, plucked him away from her. She quickly took the folded piece of parchment from the man, turning around for the Tardis as she shouted a token of thanks back to him. The Doctor had said the Colosseum was full of them, that they were everywhere; just one touch and she would be sent back somewhere, lost forever to live out her life there. The thought terrified her, though being here without the Doctor was frightening enough. Within a minute, she was safely within the time capsule. As a force of habit she ran a hand through her blonde hair and licked her lips, she then leaned against the console and opened the letter addressed to her.

Rose,
As I'm sure you're aware, I've made the mistake of letting an Angel get too close. Before you go yammering on about it to yourself, I'm fine. I've only been sent back 50 years so it's not too horrible, and I hope the man who delivered this message did what I asked. I would be awfully disappointed if he didn't give this to you and instead you're off on your own with all those Angels out there. No, you're alright, right? Yes, of course you are. You're Rose Tyler and there is no way the Angels will get you because, well because you're you and I'm talking to myself currently just because so I'm going to stop that. First, get to the Tardis if you're not already there. As long as the door shuts behind you, the Angels can't get in, but that doesn't mean they won't try. Now for the hard part but you can do it, it's the only way to get rid of the angels, but I know you can do it. Like I said, and I do hope you were listening, the Angels feed off of potential energy but they can also feed off of the energy from the rift. You need to break open the rift, rip it open and get the Angels inside, and to do that you need to leave the Tardis again. I'm sorry but it's the only way to get rid of them for good, because the Tardis isn't fueled up enough to come and get me yet. The computer screen, turn it on and then type in "access code: 4259". A compartment of the console should open and inside you'll find the device I was talking about in the cupboard. After you get it, that's when you'll need to leave. Because to pull the Angels into the rift, you'll need a sample of them, their basic genetic code that it can lock onto so that when the device locks onto the rift energy it will magnetize and pull the Angels in before the rift seals itself shut.

They can't do anything to you as long as you're looking at them. I think I saw one near all the little shops, so try there. You'll just need to attach that device to an Angel, once it picks up something alien it will attach itself. Then you get yourself back to the Tardis. The levers to the left of the whirly bits, the ones I say never to touch, push them all down. All of them, Rose. The zig-zag thingy next, put it in the upper right corner then just next to that, push the green button. That will cause a surge of temporal energy, sending an energy pulse into the rift, which should blow it open. That pulse will be energized with the same energy that I put into that little device, which will first pull that Angel in, then all the rest! Energy will bleed out, fill up the Tardis, suck all the Angels inside, should close the rift, then you'll be able to come and get me. Just ask the voice interface on how to fly the Tardis to my location.

I'll be seeing you soon, Rose Tyler.

That's it. She was really going to kill him this time. It wasn't that she was necessarily afraid, because she wasn't; though she did fear of doing something wrong and not being able to get to him. A certain determination washed over her, giving her the confidence she needed for this. She did as she was initially told, typing the correct code into the computer bits and finding the device that the Doctor had written about. It looked as if it were adapted from and iPod, which being the invention of the Doctor it was very possible that's what it initially was. A few moments passed as she contemplated the impossible; she would need to actually go near an Angel, leave the device on it, then get away without it coming after her (or any others for that matter). Oh yes, she definitely thought of hitting the Doctor when she got him back, which she would.

Sometimes being over confident would be considered bad, though Rose knew it would work in her favor. There wasn't a force out there that would keep her from the Doctor, from this life. By now she's known for a while that this is who she's meant to be, this life was made for her. She wasn't about to let the Doctor down now. So she set her sights on the doors, briskly walking out them, the device held firmly in her right hand.

"Can't move as long as their being watched.." she quietly reminded herself, walking near where she'd seen the small shops and stands. Lots of people there, if there was an Angel nearby then it would be within someone's gaze; it would be much safer than going anywhere near the Colosseum. She didn't even want to think about how many Weeping Angels were there. Sure they had only encountered a few, but the Doctor mentioned there were many more. A cautious breath escaped through her lips; Rose was nervous still. Ever with having the confidence to do this, it still bothered her. While she had slept, images of stone angels invaded her dreams. Quickly she pushed those thoughts away as she noticed an Angel. It was away from the stone path of the street, tall wings and its hands shielding their eyes. It was this Angel, it had to be; the others were too dangerous to go looking for.

Rose walked towards the statue, finding herself feeling sorry for these creatures. She wondered if they were something before, something made this way somehow. The Doctor had said they were the loneliest creatures in existence, lonely assassins. A slight chuckle escaped through her lips at the thought, feeling that only she could somehow feel empathy for the Weeping Angels. Cautiously she began to approach the Angel, a little too frightened to even think about blinking. Rose swallowed the lump in her throat as she was right in front of it, looking over its features as she held up the device in her hands to attach it to the Angel's arm. She nearly expected it to jolt to life and grab her but it didn't, she was still looking at it. Step by step she backed away from it, alternating blinking one eye to relieve the stinging feeling it was giving her. At the touch of someone behind her in passing, the blonde nearly screamed before quickly returning her gaze to the statue.

It was gone.

She held her breath, turning to break into a run back towards the Tardis; she couldn't help but fear the Angel was following her, though she didn't want to wait and find out. Various people were offering her odd looks as she passed them, probably wondering what she was silently panicking about. All she needed to do was get back to the Tardis, she reminded herself with a huff as the familiar blue police box entered her line of sight. Her eyes looked around her, scanning the horizon for any statues and was thankful that she couldn't see any. At the reassurance she wasn't being followed, Rose picked up the bottom of the dress she was wearing and broke into a sprint. In what seemed like minutes she was finally within the safety of the Tardis, letting out a shriek as the capsule was jolted to the side. The blonde released a rigid breath, rushing over to the seat where she had put the note from the Doctor; her eyes quickly read over the part she needed now.

"Temporal energy pulse.. surge.." she mumbled to herself, running her hand along the console. She pushed down all of the levers, the ones next to the small globe looking thing he mentioned as 'whirly bits'. Another jolt to the other side. Rose held herself together, looking for the zig-zag controls. She lurched forward to move it, though was brought down to the grated floor when the Tardis shook. With a groan she pulled herself up, moving it to the upper right corner. Then she pushed the small green button next to it and was pushed down to the floor again, this time though it was more of a release that moved the Tardis. Then as the capsule remained still, Rose leaned her back against the console with a loud sigh. She remained that way for a few minutes, regaining her composure and trying to muster up the necessary courage to open the door and see if the Angels were still there. Eventually she did open the door, slowly and then quickly, and a small laugh escaped her when there were no Weeping Angels in sight. She quickly shut the door though when she noticed some of the Colosseum didn't make it and had collapsed with the force of the rift; it didn't help that people were screaming and shouting of the destruction.

Once again she consulted the note left by the Doctor, reading over it twice in her head. "Voice interface?" she asked, to herself being that she was alone. There was a small flash of light and a hologram appeared in front of her, a tinged blue and slightly pixelated figure of the Doctor stood before her. "Doctor?"

"I am not the Doctor. I am the voice interface."

Her heart slowed slightly as a light sigh fell from her lips. She took the moment to look over the image. It was the Doctor's previous regeneration, clad in his usual attire. It had been so long since he changed, and Rose found herself letting a smile peak through her expression. "So I'm speaking with the Tardis?" she asked, a little confused and hoping to further grasp the situation so she could get to the Doctor.

"I am not the Tardis. I am the voice interface."

"Alright, voice interface.." she paused, licking over her lips and stepping towards the console until she could reach out and touch it. "How do I fly this thing? I need to uh- lock onto the Doctor and go there." There was no response from the voice interface, almost as if the program was in thought. "Come on Doctor, how do I fly her?" Her voice had turned slightly desperate, though she didn't care. She noticed the hologram look over towards the console, blinking as it looked at where the Doctor always started out. Rose immediately moved to that position, curling her hands into fists and then laying them out on the edge of the console. "This?" she asked the hologram, pointing to the rotating wheel. No response, again. "Fat lot of good you are," she mumbled, turning the wheel back to indicate a fifty year leap into the past; at least that was what she assumed it did when she recalled watching him piloting the capsule.

"Fantastic." The hologram shortly faded, blinking blue into a small spinning sphere that was just beside her. Next thing she knew, Rose was tossed about the room with a wild grin on her face. When everything had finally come to a stop, she came to her feet and ran towards the door.

It was the same place, though everything was different. There was more wildlife, trees and flowers sprouting up out of the ground and the structure of the Colosseum wasn't quite as large as it was when she had just seen it. "Rose Tyler, you are so brilliant!" She looked to where the voice had come from, beaming when she saw him. It took one small look and Rose had launched herself towards him as he ran for her, not stopping until they reached each other. She laughed as his arms wrapped tightly around her waist to pick her up off the ground and spin in a circle.

Rose buried her face in the crook of his neck as he lowered her towards the green grass, "Oh I was so worried," she whispered to him, a smile still hanging on her features as she pulled from him. Without even thinking, she pressed her lips to his shortly with joy and gratitude to have him back. The Time Lord had blushed, eyes going a bit wide before he straightened his posture.

"I wasn't, knew you could do it." Effortlessly, the Doctor slipped his hand in hers, almost to reaffirm that she was really there and safe. "Rose Tyler, the savior of Rome!" he drawled on, tugging on her arm in the direction of the Tardis. "I don't know about you, but I could do for a nice and quiet place now. Maybe even land on a Sunday."

He laughed as a mock gasp came from the blonde beside him, "Thought you hated landing on a Sunday!"

"If you're there then it can't be too, too horrible," he replied with a grin.

A/N: I really hope that chapter wasn't too horrible. Not sure why but I imagine it to be a lot better in my head before I go back and revise it and whatnot. I thought it would be appropriate for the Tardis Voice Interface to take the form on Nine, and not really help out a lot. I mean it wasn't much help when we saw it interacting with Eleven in "Let's Kill Hitler", at least I think it was that episode. I originally had it as Ten, though changed it last minute and just improvised. A lot of times I see fanfiction where Rose seems like just the clingy companion who doesn't do much, so I wanted to add in something like this where Rose is the savior of the day. I'm more adjusted to my schedule and whatnot now so I should begin updating more frequently, so that's a large plus. Comments are welcomed, though I hope for no negativity. If you'd like to give an idea or anything on things you'd like to see in the next few chapters, you can comment them or PM me. I was talking with a friend of mine and they asked for ideas like that, so I thought I would offer the same to my readers; and I'll do my best to please you all! xoxo