Okay we lied, this chapter is significantly shorter, however, just as juicy!!!!

Please refrain from setting the cybermob on us, as we have had our lives taken over by the exam coordinators.. Lucky it's the summer, we have lots of writing time now…at least we hope we do.

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Rose Tyler worked at Torchwood. More importantly she was the Head of Torchwood. What did you expect? She had travelled with The Doctor after all. She supervised anything and everything that came into Torchwood's possession. The Unknown Objects department always brought back memories, but then again, when you worked with aliens and their technology, they were bound to bring back some memories. Memories of him. She would sift through all the objects, and almost immediately, recognise the majority.

"Broken, broken, hairdryer- why did you put a hairdryer under potentially dangerous weapons?" She found herself saying exactly the same things that he said all those years ago.

Nobody has any idea who she is. The daughter of a multi-billionaire, and the world had never heard of her until two years ago. She had just appeared. There was a rumour going round Torchwood that nobody had heard of her before because she had a stroke as a very small child, and her parents had hidden her. As a result of the stroke, she was cleverer than anyone on the face of the Earth. Rose was more than happy to say that she was NOT the cleverest person on the planet, and that she was contentedly average in the brains department. She said that if she were cleverer than everyone else insisted, then she would be doing her own accounts. Oh and she also insisted that she was completely normal. Yeah right. What girl in her twenties holds an infinite fountain if knowledge when it came to aliens and anything to with them?

Rose Tyler is hard headed, compassionate, and strong. She has disagreed with the last comment on numerous occasions. "I'm not as strong as I once was." She reminisces.

Blimey. How much stronger could you get? She has the fate of the world upon her shoulders, and she doesn't seem fazed at all. She doesn't show it at any rate.

Everyone at Torchwood knows that Rose Tyler holds a secret. A great and terrible secret. One that makes a smile never reach her eyes. They catch her staring at a random piece of equipment, and almost, almost, made her break down into tears. No one has seen Rose Tyler cry. Not once, not ever.

There is a photo on Rose Tyler's desk. A photo of her and a man in a brown pinstripe suit, with soft brown doe eyes, flyaway brown hair and a lopsided grin that anyone would have difficulty to resist. Everyone has seen Rose Tyler gaze at the photo with a faraway look on her face. Rose Tyler hasn't laughed in two years, but in the photo, Rose Tyler is laughing. Laughing with the unknown man, who has caused her so much heartache.

Once someone asked where he was. Where the man with the doe eyes, the flyaway hair and the lopsided grin was. Rose Tyler didn't answer. A great wave of pain came across her face, before she rapidly fainted onto the cold hard concrete floor of Torchwood Headquarters. That was the beginning of the end of Rose Tyler's life. Because Rose Tyler was slowly, but surely dieing.

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Well there you have it. Hope you're pleased with it, if you have any queries, we'll do a Q&A in the next chappie

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