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The Doctor opened the TARDIS doors, not quite sure what to find. Alternate universes were always tricky things, but he was pretty sure he had the right one, after all, the TARDIS had been pretty insistent this was the right one. The street was quiet, but the Doctor had learnt that quiet streets in the middle of London at midday added up to something not quite right.
Letting the doors close behind him, he stepped forwards, eyes searching for any clue to where exactly he was, and anything to suggest why the street was acting like it was midnight. His face took a bemused expression as a ball of tumbleweed blew past, and despite the eerie silence, he had the strangest urge to burst out laughing.
Shaking it aside, he pulled out the ever faithful sonic screwdriver, and switched it on, changing the settings to search for Rose's life sign. Got it. He let out a breath he didn't even know he'd been holding.
She was still here, alive. Closing his eyes briefly, he murmured a quiet 'thankyou' under his breath, then set off.
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Rose was getting very, very bored. They had been shut away in the ship for weeks. Maybe even a month or more. And it was getting...no, wait, it was so boring. So boring Rose considered the highlight of her day to be going to the toilet.
Yes. That boring.
She sighed, and stretched her legs, before closing her eyes again. With nothing else to do, Rose had taken to sleeping. A lot. But just as she was drifting off once again, s small tap on her shoulder made her start. She looked up to see Jack peering over her. She smiled, but it dimmed as she saw the serious expression on his face.
'What? What's going on?' Jack shook his head solemnly and picked up her hand, dipping his eyes.
'Rose, I'm afraid to tell you...' by this point Rose was getting anxious, and she raised herself to an upright position.
'Jack, what's happening!' He looked back up.
'We're decided that it would be best if...for all of us I mean...that it would be best if...' Rose growled out a warning, and Jack suddenly grinned. 'We're getting out of here. You're dad's managed to get a place on the coast in the middle of nowhere where we won't be found.' Rose shrieked in delight, and launched herself at him.
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It happened as she was packing. At first it was just a funny feeling in the back of her mind, but it slowly grew as time passed, and to the extent to which she couldn't ignore it. Sitting down, she examined the feeling, the presence in her head. It was familiar. Very familiar. But not a way she remembered. She remembered this presence as a physical person, not this strange unrelenting existence.
Then it occurred to her what she was thinking.
'Doctor?' she whispered, almost not believing it, but the presence in her mind forced her to accept it. Instinctively, she reached out for it with her own mind, and the moment she touched it, she was engulfed by him, his smell, his touch, just him.
And it felt wonderful.
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He stopped dead in the middle of a street. He didn't know how, but suddenly Rose was there. Not physically, though she was close, but in his head. No one had been in there since the fall of Gallifrey and the wipe out of the Time Lords, but somehow, by some amazing happening, she was. He embraced the feeling, revelling in her warmth, and her love.
When he continued, he put away the screwdriver (obviously he didn't need it now). There was an extra bounce in his step, and it was all he could do to stop himself from running. Although there were people around now, the Doctor didn't need to give them anything else to fear, and so he settled for a brisk walk.
Before deciding that, for once, he didn't care whether he scared anyone, and so he ran, as fast as his fantastically made Gallifreyan legs would carry him, towards the one thing that had kept his going for nearly 6 months. His Rose. She was close, and that was enough to have him whooping and cheering in exuberant delight as he ran, like any common human.
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They couldn't understand why she was slowing them down. It had been her complaining that there was nothing to do (although Jackie had helped quite a bit there) and it had been her who had begged them to find another place to go (although Jack had also actively helped with that as well). But now the time had come for them to leave she was dragging her feet, claiming that she'd left things behind, then staying in the ship for 10 minutes, leaving the rest of them waiting outside.
She'd tried telling them, but for once they hadn't believed her. Saying she was imagining things. But she wasn't. she knew she wasn't. She could feel him getting closer. How she knew, she couldn't tell you, but his presence in her mind was getting stronger and to Rose, that meant he was getting closer.
Finally she ran out of excuses, and she sat in the car, once again feeling her hope drain out of her. He was there, and she was going. But as Pete got into the car, Rose knew. She twisted in her seat, and looked out of the back window.
In an instant she was out of the car, facing him. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't see anything except him. Numbly, she stood still, waiting for him to see her. When he did, it was like a firework exploding in her mind.
And she ran, not heeding the yells and screams of her family behind her as she did. She ran, faster and faster, her eyes blurring with tears, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She slammed into him, knocking him backwards. His arms came around her, holding her so tight it hurt. But she didn't care. Of course she didn't.
Her hands didn't stop moving as they touched his hair, his back, his face. Her head was buried into his neck and she sobbed with relief and happiness and grief and all of the emotions she had pent up since she'd lost him.
And he just held her, silent tears streaming down his face. He felt the torrent of emotion coming from her and they mixed with his own, and time stopped to honour their reunion. After what seemed like an eternity, Rose pulled back, and she just looked at him, her fingers running over the lines on his face.
He lowered his head so his forehead touched hers, and gently he wiped away her tears.
'I love you Rose Tyler'. He whispered hoarsely, almost overwhelmed by the depth of emotion he felt for this one human being. 'I love you so very much.' She smiled shakily through her tears, and opened her mouth to reply, when a shout distracted her. She turned, and grinned at her waiting family, the type of grin she hadn't shown in six months.
Looking down, Rose fitted her hand into her Doctor's, and together they began to walk over to the car. But before they got even half way, the couple were halted. White vans screeched to a stop beside them, and before the Doctor knew what was happening, he was pulled away and shoved to the floor and Rose was snatched, dragged from his kicking and screaming and writhing like a wild animal.
It was over in a matter of seconds, but it felt like an eternity as the Doctor watched Rose being pulled from him for the second time, and his agonized screams would have felled the most severe of races.
Rose was gone. And the Doctor was broken.
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