Disclaimer: Nothing's mine.
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Spoilers for episode 13, and for Children In Need special.
Author Notes: First attempt at Doctor Who. I'm sorry if it's horrible. And yes, I'm a huge supporter of Rose/9th, not Rose/10th, so that's why it's written like this.
Rose had so many choices.
She had a choice that first day to run with a man she didn't know or to die. She had a choice to give up everything and travel the stars, or to live a normal life. She had a choice to let him die, to let everything go back to normal, to let the TARDIS collect dust on a street corner.
Those were easy choices. They didn't take but a moment of thought and she was with him once more, traveling the stars. But the most important thing she never had a choice over.
All she could remember was, "My head is killing me," and then they were back on the ship, and he was gone. Light, way too much light to be normal, and then there he was. The new doctor. The one who was supposed to protect her from anything and everything, when he knew nothing about himself.
It couldn't have been happening. For some reason, her lips were tingling like she had kissed someone, and the man she trusted, the man she loved was gone, replaced with this imposter. Overwhelming guilt was taking her for reasons she couldn't fathom, and the one choice, the one that she would've given up all the others for, wasn't hers.
"Send the doctor back."
This one choice she needed so badly wasn't hers. Wasn't anyone's. And never would be.