Chapter I: Sweet, Hurtful Memories
Recap: After being alone, in solitude for over two months, he finally succeeded …
The love he felt for Rose was stronger than any feelings felt by creatures past, present and future. Just the intensity of it was powerful enough to give him the will to fight back, and to win her love back once more.
He may look like his new regeneration on the outside but at least he could control his feelings, thoughts and actions. That's all that mattered.
It was something no regeneration had ever done before.
However it was already too late, she was gone, his precious Rose. And he watched as she wilted, like a flower deprived of light, until there was only a shell left, and what hurt him the most was that he couldn't save her!
He didn't know which was worse, that hisregeneratedself hurtthe woman he loved, that he had no control over it, that he loved Rose more than life itself , that he had lost her forever, or that he finally fought back after everything that happened and now had to live with the pain for eternity.
He would never know,
He would never know.
Rose put down the bottle of Vodka and reached for her phone, hoping for some obscure sign that he still alive, but frowned as she scanned her messages – Mickey, Shireen, Mickey, Mum, Mickey, Mickey…none from the TARDIS or the Doctor.
She slumped back into her bed and twirled the pen-like object in her fingers, thinking back on the good old times and the not so good new ones.
She felt more tears coming, yes she was shattered so badly even the Sonic Screwdriver made her cry, well it used to be his prized possession.
Flashback:
"What have I told you Rose, I don't need this out dated piece of junk!"
"You always used to carry it everywhere"
"Well NOT Anymore!" the Doctor was fuming by now. Rose flinched
"You never told me that you would change this much"
"Well I'm Sorry Rose…"he said frustrated and irritated in a way that Rose knew the apology was hollow……
"I'm sorry Rose?"
'Was there any other way I could have screwed up more?' he thought
Cursing his regeneration as he sat on Rose's bed, the one he never left now he was back.
"What else is there to do now?" he shouted while burying his face into the pillows on the bed remembering her scent, the one that made him, go crazy.
As he lifted his face off the pillows he noticed a flashing light on the floor.
He walked up and picked it up… his mobile, the one that Rose made him buy, because he needed to upgrade to 'newer technology'.
As he scanned through the pictures of him and Rose together on their rowdy adventures, a single tear fell down his cheek.
Their time together was so short lived and their romance even shorter, and yet there was only one thing he wished he had told her but didn't.
Suddenly a loud noise came from his phone,
Message from TARDIS
- Do you know where your sonic screwdriver is?
"My sonic screwdriver is always-------------Rose!"
"You're a genius old girl!"