The Life and Love story of Rose Marion Tyler
Rose Tyler stifled a bitter sob as she thought of how she had been left back in the same alternative reality for a second time for ten weeks now. The Doctor had left her behind again after spending a whole night of making love after saving the whole reality from Davros and the Daleks.
The only difference this time was that she could touch him he was not a hologram being broadcasted from inside of the TARDIS. Worst of all she had found herself stood smack right in the middle of The Doctor and a Time Lord-Human-Metacrisis version of The Doctor.
The man in question had been created from the hand of The Doctor's that had been cut off several Christmas's ago, along with the unused energy of the uncompleted regeneration The Doctor had experienced after being hit with the deathly ray-gun of a Dalek.
The other Doctor had explained he was the same man. They looked the same, same memories, likes and dislikes. He even sounded like him if not slightly rougher, due to Donna's influence in him. The Only true difference was that he was more human than Time Lord, although he still had a Time Lord mind and knowledge. As for the human part of him, to be more precise, was his one human life-span, his inability to regenerate, along with his ability to stay and grow old with Rose unlike his Time Lord counter-part. But the true tell-tale give away had been the sensation of the one singular heart beating steadily and healthily under Rose's palm.
The Doctor had claimed his Metacrisis self could not remain in that reality due to the fact he had wiped out both Davros and the Daleks, committing genocide. He had then gone on to tell Rose she had to remain with him, that it was her he needed. She had made him better when they had first met down in that basement of Hendricks, which in turn meant it was her who would be able to make the other him better also.
Rose had practically screeched in rage at him, asking him, "Are you really going to just up and leave me behind again especially after what we did the previous night?" He had replied, "I do not regret what had happened between us and will cherish every last second of it. But the fact of the matter is that I should have not done it, knowing I would not be able to keep you with me."
He went on to tell her that he was sorry that he had been selfish and should have thought of the consequences of his actions. He told her he was letting her go for her own good, that she was to take those memories of that one night and cherish them as she made new and better memories with his human counterpart. He insisted she was better off with the other him.
He had insisted that he could at least marry her and have children with her. He could in short age and die with her, and be able to spend the rest of his life loving being there for her as they lived and had a family together. And finally savour memories of their children and life together created by love and laughter. All of which he could not have or give, no matter how much he wished and would have loved to have done just that with her.
Rose's decision had been made when the Time Lord Doctor had refused to tell Rose he loved her, sprouting some crap and asking whether it truly needed saying. The fact of the matter was that yes it did need saying. How alien could he to make love to her all night long only hours later refuse to tell her how he truly felt?
She did not care how truly distraught and sorry he looked, like hell; he was obliterating her heart right there and then on the bloody spot, damn him. She was being made to suffer. So you bet she was all for the bastard being made to suffer right alongside her thank you very much.
In the end it was the man standing on her right hand side dressed in a blue pinstripe suit like The Doctor's brown one, along with a maroon jumper once belonging to the ninth Doctor. He had been the one to whisper how much he loved her, saying it with such genuine tenderness and love that she could not help but grab hold of the lapels of his jacket, and pulling him down towards her in a passionate kiss.
She broke away from the kiss just as she heard the engines of the TARDIS, turning to see the TARDIS disappearing out of view. She let out an angry and agony filled sob. She had been so distraught that she had not fought The Doctor that currently held her. She had not stopped him from pulling her closer and placing and gentle and soothing kiss upon her head.
She had buried her face in his chest and sobbed loud and truly heartbroken sobs as she clung to him like a lifeline, preventing her from completely sinking into complete and utter despair. Her sobs racked her slim frame with the sheer overwhelming strength of the grief being emitted from deep within her.
She heard him murmur into her hair, "I am so sorry. He had no bloody right sleeping with you all the while knowing he was going to have to leave you behind knowing he could not keep you with him the selfish bastard." Rose knew that was the Donna in him coming out to play due to his anger and disgust. The Doctor would not swear like that otherwise, Donna on the other hand was a different story entirely.
Rose asked between hiccupping sobs, "Why did he do it, did he not love me, am I so unlovable?" He had hissed vehemently in reply, kissing her on top of her head firmly, "No, don't you dare ever think something so disgustingly blasphemous. He loves you. I know for a fact he does, if not, then I would not love you as much and as deeply as I do."
He added as he pulled back slightly, gently taking her face into his hands and cupping her cheeks with the palm of his hands as he used the pads of his thumbs to tenderly wipe away her rapidly streaming tears. "He is a bloody coward Rose Tyler. I was able to tell you I loved you because I am part human and have a part of Donna in me. She can love and tell it how it is, meaning I can do the same more than willingly."
He paused, as he finally noticed Jackie was nearby watching and listening to the whole thing. She had tears in her eyes, looking completely enraged. He did not care right then what she bloody well thought. His number one concern right then was Rose and her alone thank you very much. Jackie Tyler she could go and bloody whistle for all he cared.
He inwardly chuckled at his thoughts knowing that was pure and honest bloody gods Donna Noble coming out to play. God did he love and adore that woman and would have been proud to call her his sister any day no doubt. He was really going to miss her something fierce, but was glad now more than ever that a part of her was always going to remain with him for the rest of his life no matter how long that maybe.
He told Rose, "He got caught up in the moment. He had just defeated Davros and the Daleks for the umpteenth time. His head was a mess and he was feeling vulnerable and had not seen you in almost three and a half years. Still that is no excuse for sleeping with you and knowing what he did."
He added, "He was scared of watching you age and die, whilst he remains like he currently is. He will age, but very slowly. Most likely he will end up regenerating again before that body even has the chance to get its first grey hair. I doubt he will truly get many wrinkles, very few if any."