Summary: hanging there he thought of everything that she meant to him. Speeding away, she already knew. Post The Satins Pit Rose/Ten of course.

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Rating: K+

A/N: I been thinking about the last episode and everything that was suggested (I hate it when they do that). And I came up with this, tell me what you think.

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"If they get through……"

"If you talk to Rose….."

"Tell her….."

"Tell her……."

"Tell her……"

Tell her what, it's been great, nice knowing you, see you when this is through, have a fantastic life, that assuming she lived through it all. Nothing seemed good enough for Rose, she had changed his life, and she had transformed him into a new person, pulled him from the edge of insanity when he was so close to falling off. She had saved him, and she didn't even know it, and here he was trying to find the words to describe what she meant to him.

'I love you' wasn't enough, never would be, not to him anyway because telling her that he loved her was too, well, domestic. But then again, he'd been everything but not domestic with Rose. It scared him to think of the impact that a human had on him, frightened him, terrified him, an itty, bitty, human brought up all those feelings in a Time Lord. Thinking about it he wasn't all that surprised about all the feelings that she brought up inside of him. Thinking back to all that she had done for him, it was amazing.

She hardly knew him, known him for as little as a day and she swung on a chain to save him, how very ape like, swinging from a vine. That's probably what made her so appealing to him; she was willing to save, something that was needed in his line of work.

But she hadn't stoped there, oh no, not his Rose. His Rose, getting a bit possessive aren't we? She had then, following that, saved Gwyneth in 1869, then in London, she had said that she didn't care if she died as long as everyone on earth lived ' I could save everyone, but lose you' and he almost had if wasn't for her fantastic idea of going in the closet. She had saved the Dalek, something that he would never had done, from him, he had gone to shot it, to kill it, and she stepped in front of it as a shield, protecting the killer of his people. She then saved her dad, he was so angry with her then, so mad that she had used him to feed her hungry desires, later he thought about it, sitting in the control room he had gone over it and realised that he asked her to do something that no one should have to go through, let alone a 19yr old. She had grown up without a father and then he expected her to watch that same person die, he had been the stupid one, he was to blame. She had then convinced him to save Jack, he had no idea what compelled him to listen to her, but she had been right to trust that one, right to convince him to let Jack stay.

And then there was satellite 5, here was where he knew that he could not live without Rose Tyler, his Angel in time. She had died, well been transported to a Dalek ship, but he thought that she was dead and those had been the hardest few hours of his life. It was nothing compared to the pain that he felt when his people had died, he had lost thousands. But with Rose it was just one and he could only think of Rose, it had been torture thinking that she was dead and for those few hours knowing that she was dead. But then when Jack had revealed to him that she was alive, granted on a Dalek ship, but alive, he felt, he felt alive, for once since the genocide of his people, alive!

And then he sent her away, hearing her screaming out, he had almost reversed the TARDIS and brought her back telling her that it was a mistake, must have pushed the wrong button. But he hadn't, instead, he had sent away the two most precious individuals to him in the universe, the TARDIS and Rose. He wanted her safe, wanted her far away from the danger that he had put her in. He had wanted her to live a life she wouldn't have been able to have with him. Even if it meant marrying Rickey the idiot, as long as she was safe. Never in a billion years did he think that she would come back, and never in all of time did he think that she would absorb the time vortex and kill all of the Daleks, thus ending the time war, something not even he could do right. She had saved him once again and ultimately saved the human race.

There were no words to describe how he felt nothing seemed adequate. She was a young woman who he loved and would give up all of his regenerations for, and he had nothing to say to her.

"Ah, she knows"

With that he fell thinking of the woman that he wanted to give the universe to.

"And if you can do anything, do this, live for me Rose, do that, have a fantastic life"

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A/N: well that is the Doctor's thoughts, bit of babbling but I wanted to include everything. Up next are Roses thoughts, if you think that this was a waste of a post then tell me, and I won't post Rose's thoughts. It is up to you so tell me, your reviews determine whether or not I will post.

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Heavenlysoul

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