Never Meeting Rose Tyler
Rating: K
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor, the characters, canon story lines, etc.
Spoilers: Post Doomsday
Summary: "Doctor, I need you to never meet Rose Tyler."
Notes: And now, this here will endeth my short story. I do hope you enjoy, I especially liked this last bit- it just spurred in my mind after I had finished it.
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I had been a month for the Doctor- a long month of sadness, adventure, and curiosity. So on this sunny day, as he walked through the streets of London, his feet made their way down a very familiar path.
His eyes didn't need to read the sign. He knew the place, Powell Estate, right in front of him. As the Doctor came to realize where he was, a terror fell on his face. His first instinct was to run.
A little blonde girl, in front of him, stopped him.
"Excuse me, sir," the small girl called to him, her big brown eyes looking intently at him.
The Doctor gave her a warm smile and kneeled down to her level. "Yes?"
She glanced down at his feet. "You're on my ship, sir."
"Oh dear! I was!" The Doctor exclaimed as he stepped off a small piece of coral. Narrowing his eyes he picked the rock up to find it warm to his touch. "Your ship?"
The child nodded and grinned, her teeth flashing. "Yup! My Tardis!"
As the Doctor was sputtering out, "What?!" another voice called through the street- a very familiar voice. "Ella! Come inside! Tea time!"
The child quickly smiled at the Doctor, swiped the rock from his hand, and ran toward the building. "Coming mummy!"
The End
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