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Chapter 12: The Weight On Our Shoulders

Rose Tyler's POV

"What? That witch!" I really shouldn't have said anything, she is trying to kill me! But I can't stay quiet any longer. The Doctor needs to know about the dream. I will do ANYTHING if it means if he's safe. He is the most powerful and wonderful person I have ever met. The universe needs him more than some pink and yellow girl from London destined to work, eat and sleep forever.

Of course he being the hero, would say otherwise. That he's the Doctor and that a 900+ Time Lord can take care of his self. That he's fine.

But if what I saw in my dream was true, I have to warn him. And if I don't... Bad Wolf would kill the Doctor. Without hesitation. And ultimately it would be my fault since just had to absorb that bloody tiime vortex! Bad Wolf, the being who created herself, (my fault), attempting to kill the last Time Lord.

I wouldn't know how I would live with myself.

Time for some preventative action.

Bad Wolf sharply turns her head to my direction, baring her teeth a she does. As she throws daggers as golden energy flows out of her. Out of anger I bet.

"Oh! I see. You want to die now. OK! But I promise you this; it will be a slow and agonizing death. I'm going to enjoy this!", she said bitterly. She must have said that to see my reaction. I wasn't that scared.

OK I lied, I was beginning to panic.

"No, you leave her alone, or so help me!" said the Doctor, shedding his usual calm demeanour which was hard to keep up.

Releasing the Oncoming Storm, the fiercest Time Lord in all of creation out of his cage. And he's not going down without a fight.

"What can you do when my men have you restrained?" then she continues to answer her rhetorical question.

"Nothing. Nothing at all. Now be a good boy and give me your answer: Will you or will you not save thousands of innocent lives?" She said this low and full of menace. It was sure pretty clear she wants me dead. Bad Wolf scares me almost as bad as that one time I didn't come home for a year. Blimey, me own Mum went bonkers after I went "travelling" with the Doctor.

You know you're going to die when your more scared of anything than your mum. And what's worse is, if I actually die today, the Doctor will blame himself for the rest of his life. And I would never wish that on a Time Lord as lonely as he is.

"Well... Before I answer your question, care to answer mine? The Akarso, why are they so drawn to you? Never mind how protective they are of the flower, you seem to be their... What's the word?" said the Doctor pretending to struggle for words.

"God. So they worship me. Nothing wrong with some extra muscle." said Bad Wolf, bluntly.

"And yes there is something wrong with this picture. They don't worship you, they worship the very thing you stand for to them. Life. Their creator where their was no life until you granted them life. They are more protectors of their way of life in this world than your personal slaves. Or army or entertainment or what ever you use them for. They may be primitive and a bit daft at times but they are the ancient warriors of Eterno Fiori!" said the Doctor passionately. The only time I was glad he was ranting. I agreed with him, they were a tribe of weeds that maintained the balance. They don't deserve to be her slaves.

"Yes, that is correct, Doctor", she said rolling her eyes because he practically answered his own question.

"That was very righteous of you. 'Fight the Man' as the say. Now answer my question. I've got places to see and things to do!" As she said this, the Doctor's eyes became distant and filled with guilt.

Even when I comfort him and go with him on his journeys, I can see it. I can still see that hint of sadness and self loathing in his eyes.

He was silent for what felt like an eternity. He was contemplating and giving this question his full attention.

One wrong move can change his and everyone's lives forever. End mine if he wasn't to careful.

In ten seconds he responded with: "Rose". Strongly and firmly. Filled with so much love and conviction. Yet his eyes betrayed him.

The colour drained from my face. I was shocked, dumbstruck. What in the bloody hell did he meant by, "Rose". That could mean my death or salvation.

But no. He had to be ominous and confusing. Like usual, no one understood the Doctor.

"Good! Now care to elaborate, Doctor?" Bad Wolf was starting to get excited. She knew wouldn't want to be responsible for another genocide.

I've should have known. The Doctor would do the right thing in the end.

Yeah! Suspense! We are getting pretty close to the dramatic conclusion!

When the Doctor chose Rose, was it to save or to sacrifice her? Will anyone confess their love? And will the people of Eterno Fiori be safe? Stay tuned on, Rose Perfume!