So, Chapter two. Hope you enjoy. I might've got Rose's size wrong, I don't know what size she is but just go with it. Also her age might be a little wrong.

Doctor's POV

Running back to the controls my brain was whizzing. I couldn't find the right information.

"Come on! Think stupid, think!"

I whacked my head trying to get my over filled brain to work properly. "Ah! my head is too small! THINK THINK!"

There had to be a way I could be with Rose forever. Some way I could make Rose live forever with me and time wouldn't matter. I stopped suddenly. Could it be? "No… yes…it didn't always work before…what about something else…fuse that with blood…yes…yes…I would be painful…would Rose survive?...she is strong enough…yes… yes…That's it!" I felt like a maniac walking backwards and forwards talking to myself but I'd done it. I had found a way to make Rose stay with me forever.

I felt like running around screaming eureka! I did one small jump for joy before dignity over took and I set the TARDIS for present day Earth. She hummed in appreciation for moving again. I had neglected her for too long. I rubbed her soothingly. "I'm sorry old girl I really am. But I'll get Rose back soon enough and everything will be alright." I hope…

Rose's POV

Life seems to drag on forever. Time takes longer each second. For the first 4 months I didn't do anything. It doesn't sound like a long time but it felt like eternity. I wouldn't eat or sleep.

I dropped 4 sizes. Mum practically forced food into me when my baggy pants had rolls on the rolls. Size 8 and nothing fitted. My clothes hang like ghosts of the people I've been. My life like my clothes doesn't fit me anymore. Life is boring and uninteresting. Mum doesn't know the proper truth. I didn't tell her anything and she made her own conclusion that he dumped me. She is not far off the truth but I don't fill her in on the details. I couldn't do that to her.

She has had proper doctors around to ask me questions but that got no where. I wouldn't say a word. Just lay in my bed surrounded by my blankets and own self pity.

One night Mum called Mickey over and left us together. He just started talking about everything and anything. And then I couldn't help myself. It was like the Themes flood barriers broke and the truth flowed from my mouth. Mickey looked shocked as I started spilling my worries onto him. He never said a word. He let me cry and wail and shout and curse to my hearts content. When he left I slept for the first time, deep, proper sleep. When I woke it felt like a weight had been lifted and I could move again.

Now 1 year later and I'm still a size 8. Food doesn't have the same interest me anymore. I would be smaller but Mum keeps force feeding me.

"I refuse to have a daughter that is fine with becoming skin and bone just because someone ditched her." She told me one night over dinner as she treated me like a child.

Not allowed to leave the table unless I had eaten everything. I almost feel bad for Mum. She still doesn't know the truth about what happened to me. Mickey won't tell her because he believes I should tell her. I won't.

I'm back to working at the shop but it doesn't cover it. I keep thinking that I wouldn't go with him if he begged me but I know that's not true. I keep straining my ears for any sound of alien encounters or the TARDIS. Nothing. Christmas's are as boring as ever. I wonder if the aliens only came here just because of the Doctor. It's all been quiet since he left me.

Walking home from work I rounded the corner and froze.

There it was. That beautiful blue box was standing on the pavement. People just walked straight past it; that perception filter thing, but I could see it. I knew it was there. No it couldn't be. I was just a trick of my mind. I walked over it. It was real enough; solid wood.

I could go in or I could run as fast as I could away from it. My hand fingered the key around my neck. I was allowed to go in, he gave me that privilege.

As my thoughts drifted to him I felt eyes on me. I turned.

"No, no! It can't be! You left me!" I cried as he came into focus. He was in the same outfit; brown suit with the trench coat. I backed away worried. Was this a trick? My back hit the side of the TARDIS.

"Rose I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He came closer, standing a few feet in front of me. He was just out of reach of my touch. My hands curled into fists at my sides. I couldn't hold it in. I let my bundled up anger fly.

"What the hell are you doing here?! You ruined my life! You selfish alien! How did you expect me to go on when you showed me the wonders of the universe and then dump me back home?! I can see what Sarah Jane was going through. You left me and now you come back and say you're sorry and that's it? Well that's not going to cover it mate. Sorry isn't good enough. You can't take back what is said and done!"

I stopped gasping for breath. I looked at the Doctor properly.

He had tears in his eyes. Crap, what had I done? Well done Rose you made a 903 year old Timelord cry. That's got to count for something.

"Rose."

All he seemed to say was my name. I couldn't do anything. He came closer until I could feel his cool breath on my face. With one tentative hand he reached up and cupped my cheek. I leaned towards his touch involuntary.

"Rose. I am so sorry for what I did to you. My life has been blank since I told you to leave. It was stupid of me. I thought I'd die when you died but I was wrong. I died the moment you walked out of those doors. It cracked my hearts and I know you did nothing wrong. It was my entire fault. I have never been so stupid in my life. I know sorry doesn't cover it but I want you to know I know I was wrong to make you leave. I want you to know that you can come back with me when ever you want. If you don't then I would want you to know that I'd do anything for your forgiveness; anything at all."

I closed my eyes and sighed. How I wanted to go with him. See the wonders of the universe again. Defeat aliens and save civilizations.

But he had ruined my life and I don't know how I would cope with it.

"Doctor I…"

I couldn't say anything. Taking a deep breath I pulled away from his touch.

"Doctor, Can I come inside? Can we talk about it?" He smiled.

"Of course Rose. I'd love to." Without thinking to he took my hand and led me inside the TARDIS.

I had missed this. God I had missed this. It was still the same. We made our way to the kitchen which was past my old bedroom. I still had stuff in there. Stuff I hadn't even thought about it till now. Boy this was going to be hard.

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