A/N – Okay, so just to clear up some curious questions I've been getting about how the rewrite is going to go, some of it will inevitably be the same as the show, but this story is going to follow Rose's involvement in the stories, how she changes things and influences the world around her which WILL lead to changes. Some of them are bigger changes than others. Human Nature/Family of Blood and Blink are some stories with HUGE changes, especially the first. I'm quite looking forward to the year that never was, too!
I'll do my best to make things new and interesting whilst sticking to what we enjoyed about the episodes in the first place!
ALSO I decided to split Army of Ghosts & Doomsday into two parts. They're not edited so you don't need to re-read them, it just makes them a little easier to get through imo. Thanks for the reviewer who pointed out they were a lot to swallow! I'd considered splitting them up but decided to not do so, buttttt figured it'd be for the best.
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The Doctor's hand rested protectively over the small of Rose's back as he guided her into the TARDIS, watching her carefully with a mixture of guilt and relief washing over him. He doubted he'd ever forgive himself for being the reason Rose could never see her mother again, but knowing today wouldn't be the last time he ever heard her voice filled with him a terrible and selfish happiness he couldn't withhold.
The moment they walked into the console room, Rose seemed to deflate, and she fell onto the console, her hands hitting the panels as her legs almost gave way. In the back of his head, he felt the TARDIS sending out waves of consolation, and he silently thanked her. Rose ducked her head, her arms shaking, and The Doctor hesitated.
"Rose…?"
She looked up at him, eyes glassy, but a small smile on her lips. The Doctor moved closer to her before he gestured silently to her hands, indicating that he wanted to see.
"It's just a little burn, Doctor, really, s'alright," Rose tried to dismiss her injuries (no surprises there, The Doctor thought, somewhat dryly) but held out her hands towards him anyway, and his fingers closed around her wrists as he observed the vicious red welts running along her palms. His gaze softened, and he reached into his pocket, drawing out his sonic and switching the setting. He activated it and silently ran it along the length of the rope burn, his touch gentle as to not hurt her further, and Rose allowed him to work, her gaze locked onto his face as he concentrated.
As her skin began to heal itself, Rose let out a soft sigh of relief as the pain began to fade, feeling a slight tingling sensation through her fingers. The Doctor removed his sonic and inspected the surface, lightly running his thumb over the newly repaired and slightly pink skin, lifting an eyebrow.
"Does this hurt?" He asked, and Rose shook her head in response. There was a faint ache around her waist, where she'd tied the rope and where it had dug into her skin when it had stopped her fall, but those bruises would soon fade. If she had injuries that weren't life threatening, Rose had long since noticed that they healed quite quickly.
John had always been unnerved by just how fast she managed to heal herself, and he'd run his own tests, coming to the conclusion that her brief stint in controlling the Time Vortex had left her with some residual huon energy that allowed her cells to regenerate much faster than a normal human. He'd cheerfully assured her that it wasn't deadly, that it was fine, but Rose had always felt as though there was more to it; that he had hidden something from her, but if he had, then his knowledge had died with him.
Oh god, John.
All of Rose's previous strength, her will to hold herself together and fight through the storm threatening to tear her apart seemed to crumble in an instant, and she buckled. Her hands gripped at The Doctor's arms as her legs gave way, and she broke, loud sobs beginning to tear themselves out of her throat as everything began to overwhelm her. She was happy, oh so happy to still be with The Doctor, but her grief for John would never die even if he never technically ended up existing in this timeline, and there was no telling just how much things would change, now.
Maybe she really would never see her family again.
The Doctor's arms wrapped around her tightly and the two of them sank to the floor of the TARDIS. He held her close, allowing her to cry into his chest and to grieve for what she'd lost and what she'd left behind. She hadn't intended to do this, to break down in front of him so plainly, because she knew he'd only blame himself.
She'd chosen this, and she needed to deal with the effects of her decision, but it wasn't The Doctor's burden to bear.
It was too late to take back the tears, so Rose continued to cry, her face buried into the front of The Doctor's suit, needing to release everything she'd been holding up inside of her. John's death, her own death, the loss of an entire world she'd known and come to appreciate, the joys of another chance… For now, she would cry for everything she'd lost and everything she'd gained until there was nothing left to cry, and then she'd pick herself back up and move on.
"I'm sorry,"
The Doctor's whisper was so faint, mumbled into her hair as he'd dropped his lips to press a faint kiss there that she hadn't been sure she'd actually head him at first. When it registered that she WASN'T hearing things, she immediately pulled back from the hug, hurriedly wiping her cheeks and hiccupping through her emotions.
"Don't say that, Doctor," She insisted, her hands gripping the sleeves of his suit, shaking her head. "It wasn't your fault; I chose this, I chose to stay and I don't regret it, I'll never regret it. I just need to come to terms with the thought of never seeing my mum again, y'know? It's… It's not gonna be easy, but I wouldn' change this for the world."
Her eyes bored into his own, and not for the first time, The Doctor found himself overwhelmed by her. His pink and yellow human held him in such high regards that he constantly did his best to live up to her belief in him. She made him better, she always had. Once more, here she was, having given up her entire world to stay with him. He didn't deserve this, he would never deserve her.
He doubted the guilt he felt towards her circumstances could be so easily pushed aside, but he would do his best to make sure she lived a wonderful life with him, and perhaps, if he was lucky, and if he did something clever… Well, he'd need to do some scans first, and he didn't want to get Rose's hopes up, but there could be a chance to reach Jackie before the Universes sealed up completely. One last goodbye; he could give her that.
"Rose Tyler," The Doctor sighed quietly, his fingers moving to lightly ghost along the skin on the back of her neck, prompting her to shiver lightly at the touch. He smiled sadly, moving to press his forehead gently against hers. "You're brilliant, you are. Completely and utterly extraordinary."
"Brilliant for a human, you mean?" Rose whispered back to him, but he could see her smile, recalling events that had since become a joke between the two of them. His old self had been so desperate to hide his conflicting feelings towards Rose, he'd layered every compliment to her with some form of light insult towards her species. Not this time, though.
"Nah, you're just generally brilliant," He said honestly, and her smile grew in response. They stayed silent for a moment then, just relishing being in the presence of one another, his fingers lightly tangling within the honey strands of her hair as his thumb stroked tenderly over the back of her neck. There was so much he wanted to say to her, so much he feared to even admit to himself. The words would never make it past his lips; so instead, he finally drew back from her, standing up and stepping away, allowing his hand to fall.
Rose shivered as she felt the warmth of his body leave her, feeling his loss as though he'd left the room, though he only stood a few steps away from her. He'd been staring at her so intensely and with so much emotion brewing in his eyes, she'd felt almost sure he was going to kiss her. Her lips felt dry, and she moistened them with her tongue, noting how The Doctor's eyes flickered down briefly to follow the path. Her stomach swooped and she felt her heartbeat pick up, longing to throw herself at him; to kiss him again like she had in another world.
There was so much distance between them in comparison to how she'd been with John, and it frustrated her to feel so HURT over it. The Doctor didn't know what they could have, what she could give to him if he just opened himself up a little bit.
The TARDIS nudged her mind impatiently, and had Rose been able to hear her speak, she'd imagine the ship would be urging her to tell The Doctor EXACTLY what she could do for him, to tell him what she'd already done. It was time. Steeling herself, Rose opened her mouth - only for The Doctor to immediately cut her off.
"-Bigger on the inside pockets?" He asked with a small grin, hands slipping into his own pockets as he rocked back lightly on his heels. "The TARDIS doesn't just give clothes like that out to just anyone. Seems like you've made a big impression on her."
"Oh, yeah," Though initially thrown by the shift, Rose now smiled, running her fingers over the console gently. "She's amazin', and I guess she just wanted someone else to be able to show off for once." She flashed him a coy smile, and The Doctor let out a scoff.
"Rose, I don't need bigger on the inside pockets to be the most impressive person in the room," He reminded her, and Rose's smile turned into a grin.
"True, you DO find ways to be impressive, but not nearly as impressive as you might be thinkin'," She teased, and The Doctor's mouth fell open in surprise.
"I take you on my sentient, time-travelling space ship and show you times and planets you've never even dreamed up, and you don't think that's impressive? Blimey, Rose. You're making me work for this, aren't you?" He sniffed.
"Someone's gotta keep that ego of yours in check, don't they? 'Sides, if anyone's impressive, it'd be the TARDIS," Rose quipped in turn, and The Doctor's eyes narrowed in faux outrage, able to hear a delighted hum in his mind that almost sounded like laughter, the console thrumming happily, which caused Rose's eyes to light up as she giggled.
They were ganging up on him!
"What happened to not arguing with the designated driver?" The Doctor recalled one of their older adventures, when he'd been much more closed off and had pulled Rose through time and space to watch her home planet burn, the way his own had. It had been unfair of him, he knew that now, but the pain of the war was still far too fresh in his mind back then. Rose's presence had eventually dulled the pain, reminded him of all he still had left to fight for.
Rose only shrugged in response, her smile still broad, and not for the first time, The Doctor felt a sharp tug on his senses, trying to tell him something wasn't right, something wasn't normal. He focused, eyes roaming over Rose's form until her timeline came into his line of sight, and he stiffened instinctively.
Since he'd been rejected from peeking by the TARDIS, The Doctor had done his best to push the timeline away from his attention. If he acknowledged it, it would be too easy to try to look and get all of the answers. Now, though, he could feel it, Rose's timeline had been changed in a HUGE way, and that scared him. He couldn't imagine who was trying to change her life or what they were trying to achieve, but he needed to act.
"Rose," His voice was suddenly serious, his eyes locked onto her as he observed the impossible band of gold that careened around the entirety of her form, the way it tore apart at one end and broke away, intertwining with another section, knotting and twisting together in ways he'd never thought possible. "I need to ask you something."
"Of course, Doctor." Rose's smile began to fade, noticing the darkness that had clouded his expression, worry beginning to seep into her mind and voice. "What is it?"
"Have you got any memories that you feel like you shouldn't have?" He asked, before realising he needed to clarify. "When you changed time to be with your dad when he died, you kept the memories of Jackie telling you he died alone, didn't you? They became memories of an alternate timeline, but you REMEMBERED them. D'you have any other memories like that? Conflicting events?"
The Doctor could see unease beginning to grow on Rose's face, and she slowly stood up before taking a step back, her arms moving to wrap around her body almost protectively, and he bit back a curse. He didn't need to burden her with worries right now; she'd just lost her mother. Still, he needed to know, he needed to understand. He didn't know what this change to her timeline would do, and now he knew something HAD changed, he couldn't just ignore it.
"I don't – I dunno," Rose lied, biting her bottom lip hard, ignoring the hum of reassurance from the TARDIS. "Why d'you ask?"
The Doctor didn't answer for a moment, merely studying her with furrowed eyebrows.
"There are infinite possibilities and infinite choices that you could make from day to day, and for every choice you don't make in this world, in another world, you DID make it. It's a natural process, completely normal." The Doctor explained, watching her carefully. "I can see timelines. It's part of being a Time Lord, but I can ignore them for the most part; and I make a point on not looking at companion's lives. I couldn't help it for you, though, Rose. Your timeline is split and recedes onto itself. There are links that don't belong, binding you to another timeline altogether. In that timeline, there would've been things you'll never get to say or do, actions you'll never take, places you'll never visit." His fingers moved to run through his hair, frustrated and concerned.
Rose was shaking her head rapidly, clearly frightened. He wasn't sure if it was from what he was telling her or something else entirely, but he ignored the TARDIS as she hummed angrily to him. He could have fixed this problem a long time ago if she hadn't interfered.
"But this other timeline still exists, right? S-So in this other world, I still lived everything, but when it changed, it just became an alternate world or somethin', right?" Rose tried to reason, and The Doctor frowned.
"Ordinarily, that might happen, but not to your timelines. Where the other one broke off, it's completely severed and bound itself to your current one somehow. The other Rose ceased to exist the moment the timelines changed." His expression darkened. "A whole other life was taken from you. A whole life you'll never live."
"Okay, but, what if they changed something that could have been bad for me?" Rose challenged with a tremor in her voice. "For us. What if… What if whoever did this was just trying to help us?"
"Rose, even the slightest change to your timeline can have huge ramifications down the line. For all we know, this change could lead to your –" The Doctor cut himself off sharply before he could say those words. Death. If someone had tempered with her timeline and he lost Rose as a result… "The point is; this shouldn't have happened. The other timeline is still linked to this one you're living, meaning memories could possibly be leaking through to you. If I find out what caused this, I can try to undo it, to separate the timelines and get rid of those false memories. They belong to the other Rose, not to you. If we're lucky, that Rose can go back to living her own life in her own world, just as she should be."
He didn't want to scare or overwhelm her, and he knew it wasn't fair to bring this up when she'd lost so much already, but the thought of losing her when he'd only just managed to cling onto her this time was driving him to take action.
"N-No, I just – I -I can't do this," Rose choked out, her fingers moving to cover her mouth. She moved backwards towards the hallway before she turned on her heel and ran, leaving The Doctor to stare after her with wide eyes, and a terrible feeling of dread and guilt settling in his stomach. He didn't know why, but he felt as though he'd just said the wrong thing.
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Rose was avoiding him.
It had been three days since he'd confronted her about her timelines, and since then, he hadn't seen her at all. He hadn't been able to find her room, and he could only assume the TARDIS was hiding it from him. He wasn't sure exactly what he'd done to upset her so much, but his ignorance only served to make the TARDIS even MORE angry.
Defeated, he'd conceded that his ship would let him find Rose when she was ready and decided to focus on trying to find Rose a way to say goodbye to Jackie as an apology for upsetting her. He'd made various stops in his search, including going back to the Powell Estate. He'd need something of Jackie's in order to make a psychic connection with her, and he'd settled on a necklace he'd found in a jewellery box in her bedroom.
His short visit to Rose's home, however, led him to discovering that both Rose and Jackie Tyler had been listed as missing and presumed dead. Their names stood out among many other hundreds but he hadn't bothered to erase Rose's name from the list. He'd let her decide on what to do regarding that.
He hadn't been completely sure his idea would work, but after hours upon hours of desperate searching, he'd found a lingering crack between universes. It was more of an echo, really – fading quickly and would soon cease to exist, but it was enough. Once he'd locked onto its location, all he'd needed was a power source strong enough to send a projection through time, space and the universe.
Originally The Doctor had planned to simply orbit the first supernova he could locate and allow its residual energy to power the transfer, but before he'd made the link to Jackie, the TARDIS had picked up on a huge storm of energy within the solar winds not too far from where he'd initially began to orbit. A Wolf-Rayet star had gone supernova, and the resulting surge would enable The Doctor to lengthen the time Rose had to speak to her mother by another few minutes. He would need to be much more careful, though. Wolf-Rayet stars were much more intense than your regular supernovae, and he'd only ever seen one go supernova once before.
Well, it was more accurate to say it had gone hypernova, which was… it had been an experience.
The TARDIS had been co-operative for once, though, and once The Doctor was sure they were in orbit, all of their shields up and running, he finally decided to make the call. He gripped Jackie's necklace in one hand and closed his eyes, locking all of his senses on the last remaining tear of time and space. He summoned all of his telepathic ability, dropping his shields for the first time in a long time, and calling out a single name beyond the void.
Jackie.
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Rose's hands held tightly onto a mug of fresh tea as she sat at the kitchen table, her thumbs lightly rubbing over the rim of the cup. Her lips were pursed as she felt the TARDIS moving, but she made no attempt to leave the galley. The Doctor had been moving the TARDIS around for a few days now, and though she was curious to know where he'd been, she was also terrified.
She could remember all too well just how angry he'd been when she'd changed time and summoned the reapers by mistake. She'd felt all too sure that when she got back onto the TARDIS he would take her straight home and leave her back with her mum, but he didn't. He seemed to think she'd learned her lesson. What would he do if he found out she'd meddled with time again?
He wanted to fix her timelines, to send her back to that life without him, without John; but he didn't know. He didn't know she was dead there. She'd lived that life and even if the timelines broke apart, there'd be nothing left for the girl she'd once been. No more adventures or moments lived, just an emptiness.
She wanted to tell him the truth, but she was frightened of what he'd say.
The doors to the galley opened suddenly, and Rose looked up with wide eyes when The Doctor strode in. He froze at the sight of her, before he immediately moved over in her direction, and she tried not to flinch.
"Rose," The Doctor breathed, and there was evident relief in his voice. "I'm glad I found you. Come with me, there's something you need to see."
Rose frowned, uncertain, but the TARDIS hummed encouragingly in her mind, and she relaxed. Reaching out, she took his hand and left her cup of tea abandoned on the table as The Doctor turned to pull her out of the galley and through the winding hallways of the ship. He led her to the console room and to the front doors, before smiling lightly.
He pushed open the doors, showing that the TARDIS was currently in space. Rose stepped closer, staring out in awe at the sight that greeted her.
"S'beautiful," She confessed quietly, her eyes shining as she stared out at the bright white light shining in the centre of a huge cloud of reds and oranges that seemed to cascade outwards as far as the eye could see. "What is it…?"
"It's a Wolf-Rayet star gone supernova," The Doctor replied, watching her for a moment before he closed the TARDIS doors and rushed back over to the console. "I'm using it as a power source. I've been searching for a few days now, following the outlines of fading cracks in the universe until I found it. A small, fading breach between universes."
Rose's breath caught in her chest as the realisation of just what this was seemed to hit her.
I'm burning up a sun just to say goodbye.
"What does that mean, then?" Rose asked, following him quickly to the console, and he smiled at her.
"I took one of your mum's necklaces," The Doctor confessed, handing it over to her. Rose took it, blinking in confusion, turning the golden chain in her hands before slipping it into her pocket. "I was able to use it to make a psychic link with your mother – just enough to plant suggestion in her mind. Hopefully, she'll follow it." The Doctor took Rose by the shoulders, gently moving her to a spot by the console, before he flipped some switches and activated his sonic, which whirred to life. "Concentrate, Rose. Think about your mother, open your mind and make the link."
Closing her eyes, Rose concentrated, thinking of Jackie and her desire to see her again, and she could feel a pull within her mind as the link formed, prompting her to slowly open her eyes once more. She could see a beach beyond her, a jeep in the distance with Mickey and her dad stood by it, and in front of her – there she was. Her mother.
Jackie stared at her with wide eyes, hardly daring to believe it, and Rose let out a laugh. Tears sprang to her eyes, but she couldn't stop herself from smiling broadly.
"Mum," She choked out, and Jackie's hands moved to cover her mouth.
"Oh sweetheart, you look like a ghost – where are you?"
Just hearing her voice again was a soothing balm to all of the pain she'd been feeling the past few days, and Rose tucked her hair lightly behind her ears.
"We're on the TARDIS. The Doctor found a tiny little gap between universes. It's closin', but it's just enough to send images through. We're orbiting um, a supernova right now in order to get enough power. The Doctor's burning up a sun just so I can say goodbye." She explained, and The Doctor stepped into view.
"Well, it's more like we're burning up thousands of stars at once, but you got the basic idea right," He admitted, before smiling warmly at Jackie. "I can help with the ghost issue." He reached out with his sonic, switching the setting before activating it, adding the appearance of mass to their image.
Jackie moved closer, her eyes fixed on Rose, and she hesitated before trying to reach out, and Rose shook her head.
"M'not really here, mum. I can't come through. I'm sorry,"
"Why not?" Jackie demanded petulantly, and there were tears slipping freely down her face. The Doctor knew she just longed to hug her daughter one more time, and his voice was apologetic when he spoke.
"Both of our Universes would collapse entirely upon themselves," He offered by way of explanation, and Jackie scoffed.
"Shut it, you," She instructed, but the words lacked her usual fire. She looked at him, a half glare on her face through the tears. "I heard you, y'know. I'm my head. I didn't know what it meant, but I followed where it was tellin' me to go, and you ended up dragging me all the way to bloomin' NORWAY!"
"Norway?" The Doctor asked, bemused. "Is that where the gap came out? Huh."
"Yeah, some beach not far from Bergen. Bad Wolf Bay, the locals call it," Jackie nodded, and The Doctor froze. He looked quickly at Rose, expecting to see the same surprise on her face. Instead, she was smiling like this didn't surprise her at all. "How long have we got?"
"About three minutes," The Doctor replied apologetically, before he stepped back slightly in order to let Rose have her time.
"Three minutes? What the hell am I s'posed to say to her in three minutes?!" Jackie demanded, before she looked back at Rose, expression tormented. "I um – I'm pregnant, Rose! Three months along," She blurted out, and The Doctor's eyebrows lifted upwards. Rose smiled broadly in response, tears now escaping her eyes and falling freely down her cheeks.
"I'm gonna be a big sister…!" She choked out, laughing shakily, torn between joy and sorrow. Tony would be born, just as he should be, but she'd never know him. "I'm so happy for you, mum! You've got dad back, and now you've got a baby on the way!"
"But I've not got YOU." Jackie pointed out, arms winding around her body. "I looked in your bag, the one you left behind when you went back," She added, and Rose smiled sadly, nodding her head. "I dunno how you knew, sweetheart, but thank you."
The Doctor frowned in confusion, looking between Jackie and Rose as he tried to figure out what they were talking about. Rose… DID have a bag for a while, didn't she? He hadn't noticed she'd left it in Pete's world when she came back to him. What was in it?
"I read that letter too," Jackie continued, and Rose wiped at her eyes. "You had it all figured out somehow, didn't you?"
"S'pose you could say that," Rose agreed quietly. "I just wanted you to have something to remember me by, y'know?"
"Oh I don't need trinkets to remember you, love. You're my daughter." Jackie whispered. "I'll never forget you, not even for a second. I'll tell this baby all about the two of you, his big sister out there in the stars, savin' planets and bein' wonderful."
Rose covered her mouth as emotions overwhelmed her, and she ducked her head, shoulders shaking. The Doctor stepped back up to her, hand resting on the small of her back.
"Will I ever see you two again?" Jackie asked, lips trembling, and The Doctor felt a pang of regret in his hearts as he shook his head.
"You can't," he confessed, and Jackie looked back at him, sucking in a deep breath.
"Then you look after her, y'hear? Keep her safe and don't you let anythin' hurt her, Doctor! Please!" Her eyes shone, and The Doctor nodded.
"I won't let anything happen to her, Jackie. I promise."
Jackie watched him closely for a moment before smiling thinly, and she turned her eyes back to her sobbing daughter, before she too began to cry.
"I love you, Rose – I love you so, so much!"
Rose looked up at her, longing to throw her arms around the woman who had loved her unconditionally for her entire life, who had always been there for her and comforted her when she needed it most.
"I love you too, mummy!" She cried, her eyes searching Jackie's face desperately, trying to remember every feature. "Don't forget me!"
"Never ever," Jackie swore. "Don't you forget me either!"
"I won't, I promise! I'll never forget you-"
Whatever else she'd wanted to say was cut off abruptly, and she shuddered with a gasp, feeling the connection she'd held with her mother sever completely. The image of her faded from her mind, and she closed her eyes, trying to compose herself. She knew there was a chance she'd really never see her mother again. The dimension canon had been her own project, something she'd pitched to the scientists and her father. They'd helped her bring it to fruition, but without her spark of an idea, would it even be created? For the first time since waking in this body, Rose didn't know the answers.
The Doctor's arms wrapped securely around her, holding her tightly against him, and her body shook. She buried her face into the front of his jacket, trying to pull herself together. The Doctor, for his part, was trying to figure out just exactly what Jackie had meant. What had Rose left behind? A letter?
You had it all figured out somehow, didn't you?
The Doctor grimaced slightly but shook his head. He'd already upset her enough. His questions could wait.
"Thank you, Doctor," Rose pulled away from him after a moment, smiling tiredly and scrubbing her hands over her face. "For doin' that for me. I'm glad I got to see her again – now I know she can be happy there, she'll have a baby and a new life. She'll be amazin', I know it."
The Doctor managed a smile back, but before he could really offer anything in response, movement from the corner of his eye caught his attention. He turned slightly, only to freeze in complete shock at the sight of a woman in a wedding gown. Her back was to them, her fiery red hair glinting in the dim light of the TARDIS, and as though sensing his shock, Rose turned herself.
Silently, the two of them observed the bride, eyes wide. Finally, words forced their way out of his mouth, but all he could manage was a strangled: "What?!"
The bride turned around, startled as she looked between the two of them. She let out a yelp of surprise, stepping back slightly, before her expression twisted into a glare.
"Who're you two, then?!" She demanded, and Rose started out of her shock, feeling a grin threatening to form on her lips as The Doctor spluttered out another disbelieving 'what?'
Oh, this was just BRILLIANT! So, this was how The Doctor met Donna? She hadn't been able to remember how they'd met, though she knew she'd had the memories once when she'd bonded with John. Now, those memories didn't seem to exist within her mind, not even when she tried to call them up. She couldn't remember anything. It was disconcerting, but she could worry about it later. For now, they had a situation to deal with.
"Where am I?!" Donna snapped, and Rose bit down on her bottom lip to stifle a laugh. She liked Donna, had appreciated her burning spirit, but The Doctor didn't seem able to comprehend the situation. "WHERE THE HELL IS THIS PLACE?!"
"WHAT?!"
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A/N – interesting to note that the Theta Muscae is actually a Wolf-Rayet star! I mean, The Doctor's childhood nickname was Theta, and I just find the connection to be pretty neat – hence why I couldn't resist this little nod to Rose's more wolfish nature with the change I made.