Better With Two (The Bad Wolf Stories)

Chapter 8

By: Dame Rose Tyler

Well, it's good to know that even though I have neglected you all for almost a year that your still with me here. It really does make me want to write more knowing that. So here it is, two updates in one day, and remember plot suggestions are always welcome. I love to incorporate some of the reader's ideas. And without further adue!

~Dame Rose Tyler

The next morning the Tyler house was teaming with activity, smiles and laughter. Jackie had given the kitchen staff the day off and Mickey was trying hard to make something edible on the stove. Rose and Jege watched with amusement.

Jege nudged Rose and smiled.

"Are they always like this?"

Rose looked at Jege with a blank expression, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"I have no clue what you're talking about…"

Rose busted with laughter, unable to keep a straight face. Rose turned to Pete and laughed as some of the pancake mix landed on his face.

"Come on Mickey, I want to eat the pancakes, not ware them."

"So Pete, what can we expect from Torchwood in regards to our friend here?"

"Not much, with you leaving they are all for the opportunity. They feel that having a constant representative from Gallifrey here will prevent hostile visitors from approaching Earth."

Rose nodded before turning to the plate Mickey had just offered her. Oddly enough she noticed he tried to make a Doctor shaped pancake.

"Oh my god; really Mickey, I'm going to take a picture of this and show him you know."

Mickey nodded before passing out the rest of the plates.

"That was the point doll; just want to rile him up for ya. Should make the adventure interesting eh?"

Pete smiled before continuing with explaining Torchwoods plans for Jege. It was simple enough, identify artifacts and things from other planets the hit the atmosphere and when the need arose deter invasion. Rose was honestly just glad this Torchwood hadn't wanted to dissect anyone.

The trip to Torchwood was quite. Rose of course let her mind wonder to the future while Jege and Pete talked animatedly about the ghost room and their own invented void hoppers. Rose of course could only remember the past; she was not only grateful but angered by the void hoppers as they were called. If Torchwood had never existed in her world she wouldn't be here. At the same time she was grateful for the opportunities she received in learning more about the Doctors home.

Her fears of the future raced through her mind as well, how would the Doctor take the fact that she was now like him? Would he even want her still? It was almost to the point of tears when Rose felt the car stop in the parking lot.

"Well, here we are. Hey, Rose while we are here you should stop by and say hi to the old team and clean out your office. I know you didn't get a chance to before you left last time."

Rose looked to Jege, asking in her mind if he was ok with being left alone in a building full of Earth scientists. He simply nodded in response.

"OK, well I guess I'm off to do that. Let me know if you guys need me for anything." She looked at Jege during the final comment; again he only offered a smile and a nod.

Rose pushed open the door and made her way towards her office on the top floor. Her mind reflecting back; to when she had first come here to Pete's world. Her hopes crushed as well as her spirit. It seemed like so long ago, but in the span of her new life it was nothing more than a blip. It really put the Doctors mindset into perspective for her. It explained to her why it was so hard for him to give in and let go all at the same time. Sighing Rose exited the elevator, only to be surrounded by her team.

"Hey guys." Rose smiled and hugged the few members that offered.

"We heard your leaving us Rose is it true?"

"Yeah, I'm going to be heading back to where I came from in a few days."

They nodded and offered her more hugs before letting her continue on to her office. Of course she would miss them; they were there when her world seemed it's darkest. Each one had offered her some form of support, whether it was a pub night or a shoulder to cry on between invasions, paper work and any other mundane task they were handed.

Once she was in her office behind closed doors, Rose let what few tears she had for this world fall. Of course she would see them again on and off through the centuries that lied ahead of her, the question was would they even remember her? Could she even handle it when it came time for them to be buried and gone? She wasn't sure why, but it was all of these uncertainties that made her wary of the future she was undertaking.

Looking around her office, Rose reached for a box that someone had left by her desk. She grabbed what few photos she had as well as all of the devices and items she deemed un-necessary for Torchwood to have into the box. Reaching the door she gave the room one final sweep before disappearing into the hall, closing the door with a soft click behind her. It was a step forward to her goal, one of many she had already take and had yet to take.

OK, so it wasn't much but it just has to get done with. The progression of events leading up to her finding the doctor, I guess I wanted her to have some form of life and adventure before she goes home. Just wait, I'm thinking if the plot bunny sticks around the next chapter will be good. I'm going to start working on it after I post this. And well, I guess we'll see what happens.

~Dame Rose Tyler