Summary: he was worth the heart ache and the monsters, but is he worth the after? Rose/Ten eventually. R&R

A/N ok I said that I wasn't going to write until I had finished my exams but this story has been dieing to get out and it kept nagging me through my revision and my geography mid year. So I thought that I would put story to paper (or computer screen in my case). Posts will happen every two days maybe three depends, but most will be daily, if not, it means that I am having an off day! Ok well that's enough of this lets get on to the story.

Reviews please, there is nothing better then having a review especially when your having a bad day.

xxx

3 years.

3 years ago today she left the doctor.

3 years ago today she walked out of the TARDIS doors.

3 years ago today she made the biggest mistake in the world. No scratch that, universe.

Every beginning has an end. You're told that every so often when some thing incredible comes your way. When you're at the highest point in your life you have some kill joy turn around and tell you that one day you're going to be miserable. You try to ignore it, try to hold on and you try to tell your self that you're special. How many other people are doing the same thing?

I thought that I was that special person once; I was once the most important person. But so were so many others, so many others that were cast aside, never to be mentioned again, maybe thought of, but your name never spoken of. I was told that I wasn't going to cast aside, that I would never be left, but is that what the others were told?

Some things are worth getting your heart broken.

Oh he was that, he was worth every piece. He was worth the tears and the sleepless nights, the dreams and the nightmares. He was worth every single day that I sat there looking out of my window, slowly sinking into depression. He was worth the days, and the nights, of wanting it all to end.

He is worth the monsters.

Worth every single one, as long as he was there to make them go away he was worth it. The ghosts, the Daleks, the Cyber men, the Gelth, the Sycorax he was worth Beast. He was worth the running for my life. He was worth the nightmares that followed our most terrifying adventures.

He was is a Time Lord, the last of a great species. Heavens knows what he has seen and what he has had to do. All I know is that he showed me a better way of living, a decent life.

I was once Rose Tyler, 19 yr old, shop girl, with no 'A' levels. I had a Boy friend Mickey, safe reliable Mickey, never let me down. I still lived with my mum, in the same flat that I had lived in all my life. That life seemed fine at the time, sure I was bored, but at least I had some thing going on in my life.

Then it all changed, I met the most wonderful man in the entire universe, he took my hand and I have never looked back. I became, Rose Tyler, companion to the Doctor, The Bad Wolf. I had the Doctor, spontaneous, dangerous, lonely Doctor. Who travelled through time and space, saving the universe one planet at a time. I travelled with him for 3 years of my life (bit hard to tell it may have been longer, but you never know on the TARDIS). And I wouldn't have missed it for the world.

Then one day it was all over. The Roller coaster had come to an end. The theme park was closed and everyone had gone home.

She thought that when she had left the Doctor that it would be easy getting her life back together.

He might be worth the heart ache, the monsters and everything else that came with being the Doctor's companion.

There was one thing that Rose Tyler was yet to answer.

Was he worth the life after The Doctor?

xxx

A/N ok, ok , I know that it is a sad fic at the moment, but I assure you it gets better, just have to set the scene a bit, then the story will lead to a happy ending! Bit of babbling and the sort, but once again the whole thing will not be like this, I just get carried away sometimes!

I am beta-less so all mistakes are mine, but on the other hand I am also a hopeless speller, so don't be to mean when you review!

Flames are welcome, BUT, they must be constructive, there is nothing worse then having your story torn apart by flamers!