"What are you talking about? I'm Rose Tyler. It's not like I've been taken over by Cassandra. Well, not, Yet."

"You see, that's just what I mean. You haven't shown any sign of shock or amazement about watching the earth die and the way you dealt with the switch, how did you know which switch to press? Human's are not that clever. So you have one chance to tell me who you really are and how you know so much."

"Well," I racked my brain quickly for a solution to this problem, "I'm kind of physic."

What the hell?!?!? Why did I say that?!?!?!

"I had the gift ever since I was born and I just know everything. Take us on another adventure and I'll prove it."

"DO YOUTHINK I'M STUPID?!?!?" He yelled. Ok, maybe not the physic idea then.

"Look at me doctor," he looked at me in the eyes, "I know deep down you trust me, and you need to accept that I will know more than you in a lot of cases. But trust me, I can't tell you why.

"I don't know what it is, but you're right, I do trust you," he croaked, "-and I've only just met you. I can't carry on travelling with you, without knowing how you know so much."

I gulped.

"I'm not an average human. I've seen plenty of things that would shock even you. But I'm a good person. I just want to save lives. I promise I'll explain everything but it's just too early." I finished lamely.

He looked at me, straight in the eyes. He decided that I was telling the truth and started running round the TARDIS. I was going to have to act much dumber from now on.

"1860, how does 1860 sound?" he asked me.

"What happened in 1860?"

"No idea. Let's find out!" he pulled down a final leaver and we landed in 1869 (The Doctor got the flight wrong). Unfortunately we didn't land smoothly, we both ended up on the floor.

"Blimey," I exclaimed

"You're telling me, are you alright?"

"Yup, nothing's broken."

"I did it," he yelped. "Give the man a medal. Earth, Naples, December 24th, 1860."

You wish! You have actually arrived nine years later than intended I wanted to say.

"That's so weird! It's Christmas!" I grinned. "This is amazing."

"Not a bad life?" he asked me.

"Better with two," I smiled. "Come on then, I'll just go and get changed."

"What are you getting changed for?"

"1869, I mean, 1860. I can't go out like this, I'll cause a riot."

"Right, well, the wardrobes are-"

"First left, second right, third on the left, straight ahead, under the stairs, pass the bins and it's the fifth door on the left." I said without thinking.

"How-How- How do you now that?"

"The TARDIS told me."

I then ran off without another word. I chose out my dress and quickly put it on and ran back into the consol room. The doctor was doing some work to the TARDIS. Poor thing, she was always being poked and prodded by that man. Upon hearing my footsteps the Doctor looked up.

"Blimey!"

"Don't laugh," I warned him, just in case, I hadn't put in as much effort as last time.

"You look beautiful. Considering,"

"Considering I'm human, thanks Doctor, but I have to say I disagree with you. I think Humans are the most beautiful creatures in the universe."

"Really?"

"No,"

"Then what do you think is?"

"Hmm, well, I suppose my answer is a Dalek."

"WHAT?!?!"

"Well, they are one of the most powerful species in the universe. They have the power to slaughter the cosmos and yet the thing inside is kind of pathetic and I always thought that as slightly beautiful."

The Doctor looked speechless.

"Come on then," I ran out the doors and looked around the Victorian street and got Déjà vu, again. The Doctor followed me out.

"You ready for this?"

"Of course I am," I smiled.

He held out his arm which I took and we walked off into the village. The Doctor brought a paper and his grin faded as he looked at it.

"I got the flight a bit wrong."

"No changes there. "

"It's not 1860, it's 1869 and it's not Naples, it's Cardiff."

"Right," I sighed. The doctor was useless.

There was a loud scream from the theatre and the Doctor grinned.

"That's more like it," he announced tossing the news paper to one side.

We fought our way through the crowd running out of the theatre and managed to get inside.

"Fantastic," the Doctor exclaimed when he saw the gelf go into the gas lamp.

I saw Gwen and that man; I couldn't remember his name, grab the old woman that the gelf had come from and pull her out. I followed them.

"What're you doing?" I shouted at them.

"Oh it's a tragedy miss, don't worry yourself me and the master will deal with it. Fact is, this poor lady has been taken with a brain fever. We have to get her to the infirmary." I barged pass her and went to the old lady.

"She's cold. She's dead, what did you do to her?"

I felt someone grab me from behind and shove a napkin in my face and then I fell out of consciousness.

I woke up on a table with that man who had been possessed by the gelf coming towards me. I immediately ran towards the door and threw a vase at him. It made no difference whatsoever. So I resorted to shouting at the door for help.

The Doctor barged in and grabbed me.

"I think this is my dance," he said. "Hi."

"Hi." I smiled, "Pleasure to meet you Mr Dickens."

"And you miss...?"

"Tyler." I smiled.

"My names the Doctor-"

"-and mine's Rose," I butted in.

"Who are you?" he asked them.

"Failing, open the rift, we're dying. Trapped in this form, we can't sustain. Help us!"

They then let out a blood curdling scream and rose into the gas pipes.

I sat and listened while everyone else spoke about what had just happened. I wasn't however taking any of it in. I only really tuned in when the Doctor voice rose.

"If you're going to deny it, don't waste my time. Just shut up!" The Doctor hissed.

"OI!" I shouted feeling anger rising inside me. "Leave him alone, it's a lot to take in! Not everyone can accept aliens exist just like that, you know! So I suggest rather than being damn right rude either do something useful or shut up yourself. Alright?!?" I then stormed out and walked into the pantry where Gwen was washing up and I went to help her.

"Please miss, you shouldn't be helping, it's not right," she cried looking mortified.

"Don't be daft," I smiled. "That Sneed works you to death." But she took the cloth forcefully out of my hands.

"How much do you get paid?" I asked trying to make conversation.

"Eight pound a year miss."

"Blimey."

"I know. I would've been happy with six."

"So did you go to school?"

"Of course I did. What do you think I am an urchin? I went every Sunday nice and proper. To be honest I hated every second."

"Oh, me too," I laughed.

"Don't tell anyone, but one week, I didn't go and I ran down a heath all on my own."

"Oh, I did plenty of that. I used to go round the shops with my mate Shireen and we used to go and look at boys," I laughed.

"Well, I don't know much about that miss." She said turning suddenly serious.

"Oh no, I'm sure you've got your eye on someone. " I grinned. "You can tell me."

"I suppose, there is one lad. Butchers boy, he comes by every Tuesday. Such a lovely smile on him."

"I like a nice smile. Good smile, nice bum."

"Well, I have never heard the like."

"Ask him out; give him a cup of tea or something. That's a start." I smiled knowing that if I managed to save her then she would be able to.

"I swear it is the strangest thing miss. You've got all the clothes but you talk like some sort of wild thing. "

"Gwen, you need more in your life than Mr Sneed." I blurted out.

"Oh but that's not fair. It was very kind of him to take me in. I lost my mum and dad when I was twelve and had no one else."

"I'm sorry."

"Thank you miss. But I'll be with them again one day. Sitting with them in paradise, maybe your dad's up there waiting for you too."

"My Father died years ago."

"You've been thinking of him more than ever." It was true. I had Mum back at home but I desperately missed Dad. Dad and Tony.

"I suppose so."

"Mr Sneed says I think too much. I'm all alone down here. I bet you've got dozen of servants where you live."

"No servants where I'm from."

"You're from so very far away. You're from a different world, but you left there. You left so you could start your adventures with the Doctor again because you love him. The things you've seen are worse than the Doctor himself. The darkness, the big bad wolf."

Ah there we go first Bad Wolf reference. Anyway, focus.

"I'm sorry," she cried. "I can't help it, ever since I was a little girl. My mum said I shouldn't have the sight, she told me to hide it!"

"But it's getting stronger, more powerful; is that right?" I asked kindly.

"All the time miss. Every night voices in my head.

"You grew up on top of the rift, you're part of it. Come on, let's go find the others."

I turned to leave and saw the Doctor in the doorway gaping at me.

"What?" I snapped.

"What was she talking about? Care to explain? and what was your little tantrum earlier about. Tell me what's going on!"

"Urm let me think, No!" I yelled walking past him.

I started panicking. How much had the doctor heard, did he hear that I was from a different world, that I was reliving my life, that I loved him? I prayed that he hadn't heard any of those three.

We all sat around a table to have a séance.

"Come," stated Gwen. "We must all join hands."

"I can't take part in this."

"Come on Charles, if this doesn't work then it will confirm that you're right about ghosts and if it doesn't then it will prove you wrong. Either way you'll find out the truth."

Charles huffed and then rejoined the circle and took mine and Gwen's hands.

"Good man," proclaimed the Doctor. He was still eyeing me suspiciously and I gave him a look which said "Stop eyeing me suspiciously" but he carried on.

"Speak to us," murmured Gwen. "Are you there? Spirits come. Speak to us that we may relieve you burden."

She then looked up and strange whispers could be heard however the whispers couldn't get through.

"It can't get through the rift. Gwen it's not controlling you, you're controlling it. Now look deep. Allow them through."

"I can't," she pleaded.

"Yes you can," the Doctor persisted. "I have faith in you Gwen."

"Yes," She cheered.

Then one of the Gelf rose up from behind her and spoke through Gwen but it wasn't her voice. Not at all.

"Pity us. Pity the Gelf." I couldn't help rolling my eyes at their little role play. "There is so little time, help us."

"What do you want us to do?" said The Doctor. Sometimes he could act so thick for someone so clever.

"The rift. Take the girl to the rift."

"Her name's Gwen!" I shouted but the creature over-spoke me.

"Make the bridge."

"What for?"

"We are so very few. The last of our kind, we face extinction."

"Why? What happened?"

"Once we had physical form like you but then the war came."

"War? What war?" questioned Charles.

"The time war. The whole universe convulsed, the time war raged invisible to lower species but devastating to higher forms. Our bodies wasted away, we're trapped in this ghastly estate."

"So that's why you need the corpses?"

"We want to stand tall, to feel the sunlight. To live again, we need the physical form and your dead are abandoned. They go to waste, give them to us."

"No," I said firmly.

"Why not?"

"Because-"

"It's not decent? Not polite? I could save their lives."

"Open the rift," the creature continued. "Let the Gelf through. We're dying help us. Pity the Gelf."

They then left Gwen's body and she passed out. I went to her and made sure she was alright. Me and the Doctor then lifted her onto an armchair. It wasn't for another five minutes that she stirred. She immediately tried to get up.

"It's alright, just rest if you need to," I whispered.

"My angels, they came didn't they. They need me?"

"They do need you Gwen," said the Doctor.

"The thing is Gwen," I said. "There not angels, there not good."

"They've been singing to me since I was a child."

"No, they've been manipulating you, giving you this power so they can get through and if you let them through then they're going to try and take over the planet!"

"Oh, what rubbish!" cried the Doctor. "They do need you Gwen. You're their only chance of survival."

"You don't get it do you? They don't just want to live; they want to take over the planet!"

The Doctor ignored me and started talking to Mr Sneed.

"Which is why they need the girl," I heard Charles say.

"There not having her. If she stands on that rift she'll die doctor and you know it or are you just plain dumb?" I shouted at him.

"What makes you think you're better than me? She can help!"

"It will kill her! For god sake, don't you see that? Then the Gelf will possess the corpses and going around trying to kill innocent people to make them corpses that they can possess!" I shouted; my voice breaking.

"No they won't there are plenty of dead for them. It's a good system i might work."

"I said no!"

"Rose you're not in charge. You're my assistant, that's all. You got that?"

I walked up to him and slapped him hard around the face.

"I have never been your assistant and I never will be. I know more than you do and have also seen things worse than you have so I suggest you take my advice or do what the heck you want, which will result to two unnecessary deaths! Your choice." I then stormed out the room and went outside in the hallway and sat on the stairs. I missed my doctor. The one who loved me and the way I kept shouting at the Doctor was going to stop him from loving me, but it was either shout at him or let Gwen and Mr Sneed die. Gwen and the Doctor walked out.

"Don't I get a say in this?" asked Gwen.

"Well, No. Not really. If you make the bridge you'll die and in the end so will the Gelf so there's no point."

"Things may be very different where you're from but here and now I know my own mind."

"Please Gwen," I said. "Tears running down my cheeks, "You'll die!!!"

"The angels need me. Doctor what do I have to do?"

"We need to find the rift."

We all walked down to the Morgue.

"The rooms getting colder," said Charles.

"Here they come, the Devils in disguise."

"You've come to help! Praise the Doctor, praise him. Hurry, please, so little time. Pity the Gelf."

"I'll take you somewhere after the transfer. Somewhere you can build proper bodies. This isn't permanent, alright?" The Doctor told the Gelf.

"My angels, I can help them live."

"Please Gwen, don't do this. They won't live in the end. I keep telling you, they're evil."

But she ignored me and stood under the arch way. I remembered The Doctor saying about her being dead straight away.

"I'm Sorry." I said and I kissed her on the forehead. She then cupped either side of my face and said:

"My angels."

I then ran out of the room in tears but then thought that I should be with the Doctor ran back straight away, just when the bridge had been made. Thousands of spirits came from Gwen's mouth and the main one turned red and began to cackle.

"You said you were few in number!" Shouted Charles.

I grabbed Mr Sneed to make sure he was safe. I could at least save one life.

"Stop this," he shouted. "Gwen listen to your master. It's gone too far!"

Then one of the corpses went to grab him. I went to pull him out of reach but the Doctor pulled me backwards. Mr Sneed was then killed and possessed.

"I think it's gone a little bit wrong!" said the Doctor.

"Charles run!" I yelled. "Don't worry about us just leg it!"

Charles did as he was commanded. More corpses came towards us and we took shelter in a little cell where they couldn't reach us.

""We need bodies. All of you, dead. The Human race, dead. "

"Gwen!" shouted the Doctor who had an arm in front of me, protecting me. "Send them back now!"

"She can't." I wept. "I told you, I warned you Doctor, Gwen's dead."

"I trusted you! I pitied you!" the doctor shouted at them.

"We don't want your pity! We want this planet and all its flesh!"

"Not while I'm alive."

"Then live no more."

"This is my entire fault, you're going to die because of me." said the doctor his voice full of emotion.

"It's not your fault, I wanted to come."

"We'll go down fighting Yer?" I asked him.

"Yer."

"Together?"

"Yer."

He grabbed my hand and looked at me.

"I'm so glad I met you."

"Me too." I smiled. I was very happy that out relationship hadn't been affected by what had happened. Charles ran in and screamed about the gas and filling the room with it. The corpses then turned towards Charles.

"Oh lord," he exclaimed. "I hope my theory will be validated soon."

And it was. The gelf were sucked away from the corpses.

"Gwen send them back their lying, they're not angels."

"She's dead doctor."

"Liars." Gwen whispered.

"Look at me! Send them back!" he shouted.

"There too strong! I can't send them back but I can hold them." She then pulled from her pocket a box of matches. I wanted to shout no, to tell her not to do it, but I knew she was already dead. Charles pulled me out of the house and I fell onto the pavement and cried. I cried like I'd never cried before. I cried for Gwen and for Mr Sneed. But what upset me the most is that I could have saved them and yet I didn't, I wasn't strong enough. I had done so well saving lives and then I had gone and ruined it. The Doctor ran out and saw me on the floor in sobs and looked at me confused. He didn't understand. It was that very second that I realised I was alone; the Doctor didn't know me and my mum and dad were in a parallel world. I don't think I can do this anymore.

The Doctor grabbed my hand and pulled me to the TARDIS. We said goodbye to Charles who had cheered up "exceedingly" and we got back in the TARDIS and away we went.

"I want to go and see my mum please Doctor." She was all I had at the moment.

"Do you mind if I talk to you first?"

"No."