Her new Doctor:

I watched Rose hurry out of the room, a fountain of tears running down her cheeks. I felt my chest tense as his eyes didn't remove themselves from her till she was no longer in sight. Jealousy and anger filled me and I glared at him. His eyes turn to me as his expression hardened.

"Who are you? And what do you want with Rose?" he whispered carefully.

I shook my head, "No, I ask the questions here. Why did you even come here. You left, and when people leave they tend to stay gone."

He frowned stepping closer to me. He searched me over and scowled.

"Why are you using Rose in your little experiments?" he questioned. I narrowed my eyes and looked at him. He was slightly shorter than me. Not the most attractive. But you could see the knowledge and strength within him. "She's here of her own will," I spat. My temper was rising quickly and with the unsure status of what would happen I stepped even closer.

The air in the room was of ice, silence and intensity were vibrant. As if a silver thread could cut right thru. His brown hair ruffled as he ran his fingers through it. He turned stepping away from me towards the fire.

"Why did you come back," I prodded. My voice thick with angst. He didn't look away from the crackling fire. It's bright flames dancing faster and faster. As if for there master. His power reminded me of my job. My purpose. To live for my masters.

He reached his hand out into the flame and it swirled around his skin, never burning him. He sighed.

"I would say out of her own good, but in truth I missed her far more then I should,"

He turned looking at me.

"I saw the way you held her. The way you acted. Do not think I'm unaware of your intentions" he continued. My chest closed slightly and I bit my lip in fear. He was the Doctor, He was Rose's Doctor. She loved him. And whether he was foolish to admit it or not. He loved her. And I had to break him. So she had to break him. He had to lose her. But she would never fall for me. So the only option was murder.

But he was far more right then I wanted. My intentions was suppose to be the mission but it was slowly changing into something far more deadly and frightening.

He stepped away from the fire and moved as to exit the room. He crossed through the door and I scowled running after him.

"Can't you leave her be, she's hurt," I growled.

"No," he answered simply turning down the hall. At the end was Rose curled up in a ball on the window. She saw him, and curled up even tighter. He walked next to her and lightly pulled away her arms from her legs. Untangling her and pulling her into a standing position. He frowned as she still wouldn't look up.

"Rose," he murmured. "Yes?" She squeaked. "Come with me," he replied picking her chin up. Her eyes shined brightly with disbelief and excitement. "R-really?" she mumbled stuttering. He smiled kindly. "Yes," he answered. Her eyes turned to me. I could only imagine the horror and heartbreak on my face. The thought of them leaving, yes bringing me death by failure. But even more so. Death by losing her.

He turned and looked at me.

"You're welcome to come along," he assured. I felt my chest release with relief but my body still tense with fear. How could I hurt her? This could never possible work… I.. or at least I thought I… Oh Rose…

"Yes?" she answered with a quizzical look on her face. Oh no.