A/N: As I got so many lovely reviews I thought I'd try and get this out as quickly as possible. Sorry that it is taking time between postings but I've only got 7 weeks until my wedding and its all going a bit mad. Anyway on with the story…

Jackie yelped in surprise as the Doctor slammed his head back against the lift wall, his breathing ragged. She could barely make out his form in the darkness but his eyes shone out in absolute fear and confusion.

"I can feel her," he said through gritted teeth, "I can feel her thoughts inside me."

"Who?" said Jackie moving to him and laying a hand on his sweaty brow. His hair was already beginning to slick down and she could feel every muscle in his body tense.

"She's so frightened. She's not strong enough. She needs me," said the Doctor struggling to his feet and using the sonic screwdriver to open the access hatch above his head. He pulled himself up through the hatch and bent his head back through before extending his good hand to Jackie.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting to Rose," said the Doctor, "Are you coming? We can climb to the next level, get out and take the stairs."

"I am not climbing in a lift shaft," said Jackie, "I'm not that stupid."

"Jackie I'll have to leave you here alone, I have to get to Rose," said the Doctor offering his hand once again, "Please?"

Jackie's hand closed around his and he pulled her up, yelping in pain as he used his injured hand to steady her. They both made for the access ladder at the side of the shaft and began the precarious ascent. The Doctor moving with more speed than he thought possible as he felt Rose scream in his mind.

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Grace covered her ears with her hands, cowering in the corner as Rose's cries rang out in the mortuary. The power still hadn't come on but Grace's eyes had adjusted to allow her some vision of the body currently writhing on the table, crying out for the Doctor. She tentatively pulled her hands away from her ears as she heard silence reign once more in the room. She looked back up to see that Rose was now sitting upright, her chest fully closed and healed but still showing a deep red line where Grace had cut her open. Her blond hair spilled down her naked back, her skin glowing in the dim light. Grace got to her feet and made over to the table, picking up a scalpel for some form of protection.

"Rose?" she whispered, "Can you hear me?"

"She cannot," came the reply from Rose's lips, "But I can."

"Who are you?" said Grace backing away from the table slightly.

"The fear of children, the saviour of Earth, the Champion of the Time War," said the voice.

"Are you alien? Is that what you are? Some alien whose taken over Rose's body. You'll be sorry if you are, the Doctor…"

"The Doctor knows me. He has seen me," said Rose, her eyes opening to reveal shimmering gold, "He will welcome me."

"But who are you?"

"To Rose I am salvation. To the Doctor I am the Bright Angel but to most I am the Bad Wolf."

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The Doctor forced open the lift doors and pulled himself up, managing to flash a cheeky grin at several startled nurses who had huddled together in the darkness. The look only caused them to squeak even further before cuddling closer to each other.

"Evening ladies," he said before turning and helping Jackie up through the door, thanking whatever gods existed in this twisted universe that Rose was much lighter. He decided if Jackie was travelling with them he'd be in traction by the end of the week.

"You know you'd look really good in jeans," she said, still grinning after following behind the Doctor in the long climb. The comment took the Doctor aback but he smiled as he remembered Rose's face when they went dancing.

"So I've been told," said the Doctor, grabbing her hand and running towards the stairwell. It was in utter darkness and he felt Jackie hesitate, "We need to go down four floors. Don't let go of my hand."

"Don't worry I won't," said Jackie, surveying the black stairway, "Can you see anything?"

"Perfectly. Lots of carrots," muttered the Doctor as they began their descent.

"What?"

The Doctor didn't speak as they flew down the stairs, sometimes taking two at a time. Jackie felt herself stumble but somehow the Doctor always managed to keep her on her feet. It was exhilarating and for once Jackie knew what her daughter had seen in him. They were both more than a little breathless when they reached the door to the mortuary. The Doctor began to push it open but stopped when he heard Rose's voice. His hearts began to beat all the faster. She was alive. He strained to hear her words, answering the questions posed to her from Grace. His blood began to run cold.

"What are you doing to her?" asked Grace.

"Helping her. Rose and I joined as one when she looked into the TARDIS. I will protect her until the end of time."

"Why did Rose look into the TARDIS?" said Grace, "Why would she need to? Are you something to do with the Eye of Harmony? Is that what you are? Is the eye open?"

"The Eye has not opened since Gallifrey's demise. Rose took the Vortex into herself to save the Doctor but the power was too strong, he knew it would kill her so he took it from her, killed himself but I clung on, deep in her heart. Silently I wait until the time will come again when she needs me."

The Doctor watched as Grace circled the bed, casting her gaze over Rose who seemed unashamed by her nakedness, her eyes glowing gold in the darkness, "Bright angel," he murmured.

"But the Vortex is what killed her. The Doctor took it from her heart," said Grace.

"I became detached from my place of safety, I could not stop the damage I did. Rose was possessed by a renegade human, Cassandra was her name. Everything of Rose was suppressed and the disturbance caused me to loose my hold. I tried to reach the surface, to warn the Doctor but Rose fought me, suppressed me," Rose let out a pitiful cry, before continuing, "I can feel him close and yet he will not come to me."

Her eyes turned to the doorway and focused on Jackie and the Doctor. Her hand extended in a gesture to approach and they did so warily. The Doctor stared into Rose's golden eyes, seeing cold recognition and nothing more shining back at him, even so he slipped his hand into her cold, pale fingers. It only took a second for everything to go black.