Recognizable dialog is from Turn Left.

The past several months had been full of failure and trauma for Rose. Nonetheless, she made the jumps relentlessly. They had discovered that Donna Noble was the Doctor's newest companion, and that an entire universe centered around her had split off from Prime. Where the timelines had split, Rose still wasn't sure. Rose had held herself firmly in check as she watched Donna run excitedly towards the TARDIS. It wasn't time. It was only a veneer of stoicism on her face as she disappeared back into Pete's World. She had been so close to home, but didn't dare interfere. She had seen the Doctor's hand fall limply in death as the sonic screwdriver clattered to the ground. Her birthplace, destroyed because the Doctor wasn't there to save them. So many more atrocities because the Time Lord was no longer there to protect them.

Rose checked her surroundings and knew at once she was home. The smell of the air, the gravity, everything was as she had known it the first two decades of her life. She looked at the special transdimensional timepiece Jack had designed for her. It was 2015, and she looked up as she abruptly felt a welcome hum from the TARDIS within a few meters of her.

"Someone got a new paint job," Rose muttered as she lightly ran her hand down the wood paneling, now flawlessly blue instead of weatherworn. "Now you know I can't go in there; it's too far in the future." The TARDIS hummed in the negative and opened its doors for her.

"On your own head, then," Rose replied as she cautiously crossed the threshold of the amazing place that had been her home.

Rose took in the console room with wide eyes. Gone were the soaring freeform coral columns of the past, and in its place was metal. Cold, and yet warm at the same time, with the soft orange glow from the Time Rotor.

"Hello, Rose Tyler," intoned a Scottish accent from the upper balcony.

Rose gasped and looked up, staring at the tall, thin man in black. "Doctor," she breathed. Then she remembered something from their travels and a sudden grin had overtaken her countenance. "I see you've redecorated. I liked it as it was."

The Time Lord shook his head and smiled, coming down the staircase to greet her. "A common reaction, but you already knew that, didn't you?" He looked around the console room for a brief moment and then snapped his fingers. Rose gaped as the room shimmered around her and transformed once again into the gorgeous room she had known. "Better?"

"You didn't have to, Doctor. I was just-". She broke off as the man before her held out his arms. There were no more words as she was swept into his arms as he embraced her, lifting her off the ground.

The Doctor pressed cool lips to Rose's forehead as he lowered her to the ground, running fingers through her blonde locks. "You're making the jumps now, aren't you?"

Rose peered closely at this man and was at once was reminded of her first Doctor, older, with intense blue eyes. He probably had more than a bit of gruffness about him, too.

"You're a bit of a silver fox, you are," she giggled.

"That's a lot nicer than old and grey," he snorted. "Should've seen last me. A pudding head in a fez, a buffoon in a bow tie. That me actually died of old age."

"I'm not going to run into myself, am I? The TARDIS opened her doors for me, so I assumed it's safe."

The Doctor smiled sadly and Rose realized this man was old, far older than the versions she had traveled with. "I'm over two thousand years old, Rose. It's been over a millennia since I took your hand in that basement."

"Oh."

"Yes. Better not to ask too much about your own future. Just know that I finally gave you everything you wanted and more, Rose Tyler."

Rose swallowed hard and nodded. "Yeah, I'm making the jumps. I'm trying to figure out where Donna's timeline diverged."

"Now I can answer that question. You must see that Donna decides on the temp job at HC Clements. That's where she has to turn left."

"That simple?"

"Nothing simple at all about it. There's nothing easy about what you'll have to make that version of Donna do. You'll succeed, though. Because you're Rose, and you'll always be...fantastic."

The dimension hopper around Rose's neck began to beep. "I have to go back to Pete's World, Doctor."

"I know. But before you go, I have a couple of things to tell you. One you will always know, and one you'll forget until you can tell me about it. You know that sappy human saying about not being able to love someone until you can love yourself?"

"Yeah."

"Utter rubbish, that. Concocted by pudding heads. I know, because I've spent centuries hating myself. But I want you to know how much I love you, Rose Tyler. More than that stupid sense of self-preservation I once had, more than anything in any universe."

Tears streamed down Rose's face as the Doctor took her in his arms and lightly kissed her. The next thing she was aware of was arriving back in the control room at Torchwood.

The Tenth Doctor comforted Donna Noble after hearing about her experiences in the parallel world.

"Sometimes I think there's way too much coincidence around you, Donna. I met you once, then I met your grandfather, then I met you again. In the whole wide universe, I met you for a second time. It's like something's binding us together."

"Don't be so daft," Donna said. "I'm nothing special."

"Yes you are," the Doctor grinned. "You're brilliant."

"She said that."

"Who said that?"

"That woman. I can't remember now." Donna closed her eyes, reaching back for the memories of the mysterious young woman.

"Well, she never existed now."

Donna looked up at the Doctor, shaking her head. "Just a minute. She was real. She was there. She said she was pulled across universes because the stars were going out."

The Doctor bolted upright. "What did she look like?" he demanded.

"Familiar. As though I'd seen her before. Blonde."

"What was her name?" His tone was increasingly urgent.

Blue eyes met brown as the penny dropped. "That picture, with the other you. It was Rose, Doctor."

"Are you certain?"

"She told me to tell you two words. Bad Wolf."