She stood once more upon the soil of her home,
the red sun setting behind the Tower. It had been centuries since she
had returned, but she had one final act to finish. She was different
from the girl she had been, now regenerated and in her third
incarnation. Her hair was black and short, green eyes, athletic form
great for running.
She was not surprised to find the hole in the
ground, no soil or disturbance, looking as though someone had shot a
blaster in reverse setting with digital rewind. The roses bloomed,
their scent heavy in the air. She looked as the coffin lowered itself
into the ground. Gallifrey's Champion was dead, he died happy, in his
TARDIS, in his sleep. Dreaming of his Rose.
Rowena looked down at
the grave of her father. The soil returned, the roses growing from it
as if it had never been dug up. He had wanted no fuss, just to rest in
his home soil near his love.
"Goodbye, dad. You were fantastic,
thanks for the great life. Don't worry about the old girl, I'll look
after her. She'll miss you though. Take care dad, and say hi to mum for
me." She kneeled down and placed his key in the soil of his grave.
Rowena looked one last time, as the tears fell, she turned back to the
TARDIS, but something caught her eye. In the glare of the sun stood
three forms: One wearing a leather jacket, one with lots of hair and a
long trench coat. And in between them both, a 19 year old girl with
blonde hair.
She smiled, and then in an instant they were gone,
but Rowena was happy. For as the Bad Wolf had said. Her mum had waited
for her father, both incarnations of the one she knew.
The legacy was at an end. She would write her own, to make them proud.
KITG: there. thats the ending of the series. I think. hope you liked. See you in time:)