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Hello everyone! 3000 + words!? This will be the last A/N for this story. Check out my Wattpad account, CrescentMoonValley! This chapter is essentially wrapping and fixing up loose ends. This chapter I hope takes you on a roller coaster ride of feels! It's the end so no clever title, sorry! Thanks for the support!

PS: The sentences in bold is an ominous voice filling the Doctor's head with nonsense to become the Time Lord Victorious.

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Chapter 29: Epilogue

Third Person's POV

It has been 150 days, 5 hours, 3 minutes and counting since Canary Wharf. Since the Daleks, the Cyberman and Parallel Pete destroyed their future. The Doctor should be indebted to him for saving Rose. Otherwise she would have endured never ending pain in the Void.

But what about the Doctor? What about his happy ending? Everyone finds a convenient solution to their troubles while he suffers. Does the universe think of this as some kind of cosmic joke? Rose is gone from his life forever. While on the other hand, she's living in the lap of luxury with her rich not-so-dead dad, and ex-boyfriend Mickey.

On the bright side, Mickey wasn't the same close-minded coward the Doctor had first come across. At the battle of Canary Wharf, Mickey shown the Cyberman and Daleks who's boss.

The Doctor was confident in Mickey's ability to protect his Rose.

"You've come along way, Mickey the Idiot", thought the Doctor with a ghost of a smile on his face. He knew memories of the past were a bittersweet experience.

Gone.

The concept felt strange to the Time Lord. Foreign. Like a never-ending nightmare.

Rose Tyler, his companion and soul mate, is presently stranded in a parallel world. A world similar enough to her home-world but with minor differences. The Doctor's absence from Rose's life however, is not a minor detail.

Even though, we can all agree this justifies the Doctor's mood — he hasn't given up. He'll find a way to say goodbye properly.

"Closure," he thought firmly, "It's the only way for either of us to move on."


"I'm burning up a sun just to say goodbye," the Doctor says hoping it sounds romantic. If it will be the last romantic gesture the Doctor will ever show Rose (or anyone), it'll be the grandest gesture in the known history of everything.

"You look like a ghost," said Rose, trying hard not to get choked up. Only the Doctor would put so much effort into a relationship when it's too late. For a Time Lord he has an awful sense of timing.

Who's fault was it that it ends this way? Or has this been what was waiting for them since the beginning?

"Hold on," says the Doctor holding out his screwdriver towards the console. Rose couldn't but notice his hair move slightly in the breeze as if he was actually there with her.

"Can I - "

"I'm still just an image. No touch," said the Doctor wanting nothing more to run up to Rose and hold her in his arms yet again. Just to smell the banana scented shampoo and conditioner she used just for him.

"Can't you come through properly?"

Rose couldn't help but think back to the time they crashed landed in Eterno Fiori. It felt like a century ago since that little adventure. But Rose began to ponder: How long the Doctor has been travelling alone in the TARDIS for? It could be a century or so? Who knows!

But who said he hasn't found a new eager and spunky companion to take her place? Possibly a bright, young, naive girl to accompany the Doctor through time and space.

"The whole thing would fracture. Two universes would collapse," the Doctor said sadly. Rose knew if there was any possibility that he could save her from her life of mediocrity once more, he would have. Which made things even more aggravating.

"So?"

It's that what she is to him? A plaything he got bored of and moved on to the next new toy? Like changing a light bulb and throwing it away after it has outlived its usefulness?

What was Rose thinking? The Doctor loves her and she loves him. That's all that is to it. One day they will see each other again. She can feel it.

Something, some unknown force is keeping them together when the odds seemed against them. She wasn't the most religious person but they could be some kind of guardian angel watching over them.

For crying out loud, she is finally talking to her one true love. The one that can bring her to her knees with one disarming look. His manic grin, perfectly gelled hair to top that skinny physique she couldn't quite get enough of.

Maybe Twin Peaks waterfall has something to do with their chance meeting. She is almost certain of it!

After the Doctor asks about where the connection ended up, Rose couldn't keep it in anymore and had asked him a question that's been bothering her.

"Why?"

"Why? Why what Rose?"

"Why is this happening? Some outside force has brought us together. Can't you feel it Doctor?" said Rose desperately.

"No, I don't feel anything. And I'm time-sensitive. Maybe it's stress, Rose. Let's just enjoy each others company one last time," said the Doctor, trying to sound convincing. How does Rose have the same thought as him? And bad timing too as the gap will close anytime now.

"Doctor, I know you do too! Stop pushin' it off to the side for my sake. It's the waterfall we visited isn't it?" said Rose, her smile increasing every moment the Doctor stays quiet.

"Rose, you know how to ask the right questions. I'm not really sure yet but remember the tale of star-crossed lovers and how people could be together? Well... Not quite sure but the waterfalls magical properties could be keeping us together," said the Doctor raking his hands through his hair.

"Mind you, magic is not real. I'm just speculating the waterfall has been intervening and manipulating our lives."

"Then why call it magic in the first place?", thought Rose.

"Just to put in to simple terms. For all we know it could be a highly intricate and complex scientific process we know nothing about..."

The Doctor begins to trial off so Rose takes it as her cue.

"Um... This might be silly, but there was... Paper. Ah... Yeah! A piece of paper that dropped from Billy's diaper! Have you read it?" said Rose frantically.

"Really? I hadn't seen it. Is it in the console room?"

"Should be."

It only took the Doctor a second to retrieve the paper that was thrown carelessly on the floor. "How did I miss it? And what is its importance?"

After taking a moment to read and process the words on the page, Rose can already see the gears working in his time Lord brain.

"Brilliant. This changes everything!" As he exclaimed this, he runs a frantic hand into his hair. Another hand extended to Rose as if she would have the same Eureka moment as him. Though Rose couldn't help but laugh at the Doctor's manic expression.

"Well Doctor, if you don't mind me asking - What's so brilliant?" asked Rose, quizzically.

The Doctor slowly turned towards Rose and with the cockiest grin in his arsenal he said: "Because I wrote it of course!" As if it was blatantly obvious.

The Doctor then rattled off on how he knew he had to write this same note to himself but how this loop was initiated was still unclear. Who told in the first place? Is this the work of the waterfall or something more sinister?

The note you ask? What's on it?

Dear Doctor, (or more Dear Me)

Remember the Akarso Baby in your care? Well make sure to go back before you and Rose arrived to retrieve Billy. Then leave him in the bush for Rose to find. The co-ordinates are at the back of the note. He'd be the only Akarso there so need to worry in kidnapping the wrong Akarso. We don't want that happening!

But I digress.

Fern and Clove deserve this bundle of joy (who just happens to be destined to protect Eterno Fiori from harm). You just have to put the pieces together.

Love,

The Doctor

The Doctor then promptly read the note to Rose, explained the significance and importance of abducting a baby from its home. Rose knew she couldn't agree with the logic or with the fact that this had already happened and it's their job to continue on this path.

"How long have we got?" Rose, always asking the right questions. Translation: How long until we say goodbye?

"About two minutes." Said the Doctor trying to keep it together. "Only two more minutes of Rose then what?" thought the Doctor bitterly.

"I can't think of what to say!" says Rose desperately. Is this the end? Their end?

"You've still got Mister Mickey, then?" He said only as a distraction from his anxious, nervous state.

"There's five of us now. Mum, Dad, Mickey and the baby," the Doctor wondered if Rose could hear his hearts plummet and break on impact.

"You're not?" He asked curiously, carefully and a bit jealous. The doctor doesn't know how long since she's since seen him. So it could have been enough time for her to move on, right? So why does he feel so betrayed? And crushed?

"No," said Rose as she pushed back a strand of hair behind her hair and chuckled lightly. "Oh Doctor. Knew it!" thought Rose after witnessing the many shades of red and relief pass over the Doctor's face.

"It's mum. She's three months gone. More Tylers on the way."

"And what about you? Are you..." said the Doctor, trying not to presume to much.

"Yeah, I'm back working in the shop," Rose said sarcastically.

"Oh, good for you," exclaimed the Doctor in a supporting tone. And clearly not getting it.

"Shut up. No, I'm not," Rose said playfully. "There's still a Torchwood on this planet. It's open for business. I think I know a thing or two about aliens," said Rose rather proud of herself. Being that Rose is the only employee with experience with actual aliens. Some of her confidence also stems from the fact that Pete is the head of Torchwood and consequently gives her tasks of great importance.

"Rose Tyler, Defender of the Earth."

"You're dead, officially, back home. So many people died that day and you've gone missing. You're on a list of the dead. Here you are, living a life day after day," he managed a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"The one adventure I can never have," he said sadly.

Can't she see how painful this is for him? To be able to see her and talk like old times. But being worlds away? And in a minute, the gap will close.

"Am I ever going to see you again?" She just had to ask? The optimist in him is saying one day. But the logical and pessimistic side of himself can show all the calculations depicting such a chance to be in the one hundred billionths to one. So no. Highly unlikely.

"You can't." There's the logic again. But can you have Sense without Sensibility?

"What're you going to do?" Doesn't she know?

"Oh, I've got the TARDIS. Same old life, last of the Time Lords," said the Doctor nonchalantly. Same old same old.

Except it wouldn't. Not really.

For now on or at least for a while, he'll compare his future companions and (really all humans) to Rose. There is no way things can ever go back to once they were. She has done the unthinkable: Rose has made an everlasting imprint on the expecting time Lord.

"On your own.

"I... I love you," as these words stumbled out out of her mouth, Rose felt an enormous weight of her shoulders. No matter how familiar these words are to her, the meaning has become even more raw and real now that she knows what is at stake. Pour your heart out or regret it.

The Doctor was stunned. And rightly so. Are those tears? "Rose don't cry please," he thought sadly.

All he wants is to embrace her one final time. That's all he asks for.

And closure.

Yeah right. They will always be a hole in his hearts now. In the shape of a rose.

"Quite right, too," he says not sure of himself yet. Coward. Out with it already!

"And I suppose, if it's one last chance to say it, Rose Tyler..."

Oh dear. The gap closed. Three of the most important words meant for only Rose and she didn't hear them. It was "I love you" if you were wondering.

The Doctor lightly touches his cheek, surprised to have found it wet with his own salty tears. To remind him of his mistake.

You chose a pretty bad time to go on a tangent, Doctor. A pretty bad one indeed.


The Doctor's POV

No matter. Time goes on and so must I. I slowly walk around the console setting the co-ordinates exactly as instructed by the note. The universe as cruel as it has been has become even worse. No time to mourn the loss of ever speaking to her again. The way she laughs or plays with her tongue between her teeth.

Rose. Her name was Rose.

The TARDIS materializes and telepathically asks if I'm OK. I reply that I'm fine but she knows better. I'm worse then numb. I can't comprehend why every hope I had of happiness has to be ripped away from me before I realize what I have.

Twenty-five paces away is Billy playing by the stream, unaware of my intentions. All for the good of this planet otherwise I wouldn't be doing this.

Well here goes nothing.

"Hello there!" He looks behind himself to have good look at me.

"You playing by yourself?" Billy nods yes.

"Would you like to play with me?" This should be easy...

But he nods no. No? Well I'll just have to try harder.

"I don't bite, I swear," hands up to show I'm unarmed.

"Or would you rather play by yourself. Look sonic screwdriver!" I say turning it on.

He nods no and I pick him up into my arms. He is so small and skinny but I can't feed him. Not yet.

Billy has to be the same way Rose found him. Time can be fickle like that.

ROAR

"Oh... There are your parents! Time to RUN!" I must have attracted their attention with the sonic! Stupid Doctor!

The TARDIS opened her doors as I made a mad dash to the console.

"Ah ha! Showed them!"


Wrote the note out, placed it in his diaper which he was not wearing before I found him. Punched in the second set of co-ordinates.

Rose is alone. Wondering the woods. Maybe I should tell her I love her, embrace her...

I can't. Crossing timelines is forbidden.

Who cares! You are a Time Lord. The very last of his kind. Take what you want.

But...

They are no buts. It is as simple as planting the baby in the woods and bumping into Rose.

How would go back? She wouldn't leave my side once she finds me.

Say you have to bring the TARDIS round and will be right back.

Yeah but...

Do you want to see her again?

Yes. More then anything.

The Laws of Time obey the last Time Lord standing! Do with them as you wish.

Not sure I agree with that. But for Rose, I would do just about anything.

And with that, the Doctor agrees with the plan set forth by the mysterious voice. So desperate, that the Doctor is unwilling to question it.

The ominous voice goes back to wherever it belongs.


"You look like you've seen a ghost," exclaimed Rose with concern.

Not knowing the ironic truth behind those words.

"Ghosts? Not real," I say completely dismissing the notion.

"The Gelth are as close as you can get to the absurd concept of ghosts," I underestimated how much I would miss speaking to my pink and yellow human.

"Rose... No matter how odd this may sound. I want you to know I love you more than anything. Please, just remember our adventures together. Don't forget," I said while gripping onto her shoulders.

"Doctor, I don't know what to say."

"Remember the Twin Peaks? Whatever tribulations we'll go through... I need you to know I will always find my way back to you," all she did was kiss me.

Hold my face and said: "Doctor, what happened? You're from the future right? What happened?"

She knows? How? How can she always know!?

"Just had to say goodbye properly. I'm sorry, Rose," I sighed.

"But I can't tell you anything. One change and time could fracture."

"Could I - "

"Nope. Not even to my past self. Let time go on it's course," I embrace her in my arms one last time and kiss the top of her head.

"Goodbye, my Rose."

"Goodbye, my Doctor," said Rose, still in my arms as I soak in her presence one last time.


Third Person POV

The quiet hum of the TARDIS was the only comfort left in the Doctor's life. His eternal companion.

The ray of sunshine that was Rose Tyler from the Powell Estates however, is now a universe away.

Even the immense powers of time bequeathed to him are no match to fate.

"No time to wallow is self-pity," thought the Doctor to himself.

The cycle will only continue itself.

MOVE ON!

Find a new companion to fill the void of the previous one and so on.

But what happens when more companions die or leave him you ask?

The gap gets bigger and bigger and bigger. Until he's no longer the Doctor that is known and feared by the cosmos.

Rose was the only human that was able to fill that void that no other person were able to do.

And that was a future. A domestic life with a picket white fence and peace for the Doctor. No more intergalactic warfare and chaos.

Though, that wasn't written in the stars for the Doctor.

But a loud-mouth redhead aboard his ship was one.


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