When you think that no one needs you, sees you or believes you
No
one's there to understand
I
am
I'll
be there to be that someone
When
you think that no one is there to hold your hand
I
am
When the Doctor had identified the Cybermen all un-necessary personnel were evacuated and armed guards placed on the doors of the lab which the Doctor was now in, examining the ship. He had vowed to wipe every last cyberman off the planet after what had happened to Rose. The staff at torchwood had still not managed to identify any of the corpses as all were now black lumps of burnt flesh. His frustration getting to him, the Doctor bashed his arm against the metal hull of the ship and laid his head on the cool metal. Tears stung his eyes as he felt the pain vibrating up his arm and also that which was burning through both his hearts. He had lost Rose! True he had never truly got her back but… this was different, there really was no hope in getting her back. There had been a time in the last 72 hours when he had considered that it may have been easier on both of them if she had died. How wrong he was.
"Doctor?"
He still had some part of her at least. In his head, she would never die in there.
"Doctor?"
And of course there was that other part of her, still living on. He turned to face Aine his expression controlled. Her eyes were puffy and red; smudges of black make-up that he had seen numerous times on Rose's cheeks now lay on her daughter's. Their daughter's. He grinned at her with what he hoped was a reassuring smile and she returned it with her own weak attempt before moving into his arms. She even smelled like Rose. He could do this- would do this. For her!
Rose lay and listened to her own laboured breathing, testing her boundaries where movement was concerned. She realised she was now able to establish basic movement and sat up to study her surroundings fully. There was a door in the wall opposite to her and she nearly cried out in relief when she turned the handle and it opened. She was in a long metallic corridor with other passages leading off in various directions. Turn left and collide in to a wall of steel, but… turn right and a control panel was set into the wall next to a huge door stretching form the floor to the ceiling… The way out!
She walked forward and examined the panel; 'the sonic screwdriver would be handy at a time like this' she thought to herself, 'in fact the Doctor himself wouldn't be unwelcome!' Just as the thought passed through her head an alarm blasted through the ship rattling Rose from within. She turned as a seven foot tall nightmare in steel armour stepped from the shadows.
Raising its arm the cyberman spoke;
"You-will-step-down-and-be-deactivated!"
Rose laughed at the creature's ignorance.
"'Deactivated'? I'm a human! You can't just switch me off!"
"You-have-not-heard-of-death?"
The alarm suddenly stopped but a humming which had defiantly not been there before vibrated through the ship. The cyberman now had a firm grip on Rose's arm which she was sure was about to pop out of its socket. The door was opening. A pair of shabby battered plimsolls which Rose knew so well came it to view as the door Rose to reveal the rest of a body Rose thought she would never see again. The Doctor! However, before she could speak the cyberman pulsed with energy some being transferred to her through their contact and it disintegrated. Her body jerked violently and then it stopped. She fell to the floor and lay still. The shabby shoes placed themselves either side of her body and a pair of strong hands drew her to her feet.
"You" Said the Doctor, "are meant to be dead!"