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Author's Notes: Short bit of character introspection. Possibly bloomed from recent discussions regarding Rose's behaviour towards the Doctor. Post Father's Day.
What Am I?
By: Jade Daniels
"I could save the world, but lose you."
I close my eyes, hearing the words again in my mind.
The Reaper flew down, its wings spread wide, as its gaping mouth swallowed the Doctor.
My eyes fly open once more, as that image has seared itself into my memory.
I look down at the hand that grips mine, attached to the Time Lord who is currently navigating the TARDIS through time and space. I passively follow him as he continues to make his way around the console, not wanting to let him go. I do not want to lose him again. But as I continue to watch him, a thought unbidden crosses my mind.
What am I?
What am I that makes me, Rose Tyler, so special, so worth sacrificing everything for? I am a 19-year-old shop girl from London. I come from a time and place that doesn't even realize that they are not alone in this universe. I am hardly anyone special. A stupid ape. I shouldn't be having the last Time Lord in the universe bow to my every whim. Not to the point where an entire planet is put in danger. Not to the point where he dies.
Yet my wish is his command. He obeys me to the point where it becomes masochistic. He lets me see my mum. He has let me take 'strays' on board his ship. He has let me see my dead dad. My decisions have put him in danger. My decisions have killed him.
I squeeze his hand tighter, reassuring myself with the familiar warmth beneath my fingers. He squeezes back, somehow knowing that I need that bit of comfort. His eyes catch mine, and those blue eyes that have seen everything tell me the answer.
I am no one, only a brief star in this universe.
Yet, I am his universe.