Note: This story was a collab with hushimthinking, Awesome person, check out her tumblr!
Note: Doctor Who belongs to BBC, Sherlock Belongs to BBC, All Characters belong to BBC other than Caroline who we came up with ourselves
Author's Note: Caroline is young,fun,girl who had only been around The Doctor for a while. She is College student and...you'll learn more about her as you read
Pain And Longing
The Doctor
As I walked out of apartment 221B I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He had done it, He took the case. He asked for 3 days, and I gave them to him. I was so relieved because to be honest I was almost positive that Sherlock Holmes wouldn't help me. I had planned on a good time withering in my own pain in the TARDIS but I got an unexpected surprise. I walked in the TARDIS not paying attention to where things were or what I was doing. The only thing I did notice was the absence of Caroline's giggles and the quiet without Donna to fill it.
With the usually quiet I put my thoughts into order. Sherlock Holmes. How could I even begin describing Sherlock Holmes. I hated him. And it was a mutual feeling. He was probably the only other person in this universe who was smarter than me. He also kept a companion by his side, John Watson, except unlike mine his didn't change so often. You see I live in a constant state of worry and panic and action. Just the way I like it but unfortunately all that comes with the danger of loss. Loss came with pain. Unwillingly my mind drifted to all that I had lost, Sarah Jane, Mickey Smith, Rose Tyler, those were the first to pop up with dozens more to follow and I knew as long as I was alive this list would keep growing. I mentally added two more people to that list, Caroline and Donna, who knew if I could ever find them. When I was done recounting everything I had done wrong and how many lives I had ruined one name stuck to me like glue. Rose Tyler.
It had been so long since I had allowed myself to think of her, but now I couldn't stop. It all came rushing back. The way she walked, her smile, the small twinkle in her eye, how she always had a sarcastic remark ready. She was so fearless and brave. She gave me hope, she turned me into the man I am right now, if it weren't for her the weight of knowing I destroyed Gallifrey would have crushed me long ago. I remembered our last conversation. Her last words to me, I love you. And my reply,"Rose Tyler, I" The sentence I never got to finish. The words I never got to say. I took a deep breath and buried my memories underneath once again. Rose was gone and nothing could ever change that.
