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Poor, poor Rose. She has been through a lot, yet still had one thing in mind and stayed focused on it. And that was her Doctor.

And Tatalindx, I just had to throw that in. :) And thank you for that beautiful, albeit long, review. Don't loose hope just yet. I have plans concerning Rose and the Doctor, and I plan on keeping it hidden until the end. ;P

Anyway, it's time to get the Doctor's take on the situation his favorite pink and yellow alien is in. Who's ready for the Oncoming Storm?

Sit back and enjoy!

Love always,

Avoline

He stood at the console, starting at the smooth metal surface. He wanted to hunt down the Cybermen and destroy every single one of them. He actually wanted to commit genocide on the largest scale known to the universe. He wanted to wipe out an entire species.

They hurt his Rose. They took away something that mattered to her. They destroyed her one dream. They broke her spirit, to the point that he barely even recognized the person sharing his bed with him. The happy-go-lucky Rose that he knew was gone, leaving a shell of her former self.

He would find a way to make her dream come true. He would find a way to help her become a mother. He couldn't repair what was damaged, but he would not stop until her dream of being a mother came true. He would search the universe until he found a child in need of a mother. He would help her raise that child, and if one wasn't enough, he would search again until he found another.

He was just tired of letting her down.

She was suppose to be safe and happy. Yet she had lost everything except for him. She lost her baby brother, her parents, her best friend, her lover, and now her dream. All because he was naive enough to think that she was safe. He closed his eyes and swallowed back the wave of emotion.

She had no clue how much he blamed himself for what happened to her. She didn't need to know the guilt he felt. He knew that she would try and make him let it go, but he would never stop blaming himself. He doubted that even the nanites in the infirmary could restore her reproductive system. The Cybermen were meticulous and efficient in making their changes permanent. And he would never forgive himself for making her stay in a parallel universe infested with them. He would never forgive himself for putting her in a situation for which there was no good outcome.

Her voice called for him, and he sprinted to their room. She had been having nightmares since before she found him, and he did all he could to sooth her. The door slid open, and he darted to the bed, his green eyes taking in the scene before him.

She was tangled in the sheets. One arm was free, and she was clawing at the edge of the bed, as if trying to get away. She was screaming, tears streaming down her face.

Another Cyberman Plant nightmare...

"Rose, it's okay," he called, climbing onto the bed and scooping her into his arms. "It's okay. I'm right here. It was just a bad dream, love. That's all. Just a bad dream." She sagged in his embrace and sobbed into his chest. He combed his fingers through her hair, rocking back and forth, trying to calm her.

He knew it wasn't just a dream. It was a memory, the one that had plagued her since God only knows when. He wanted so badly to wipe that memory from her mind, but he couldn't. Of all the things he could do, he couldn't erase memories.

"I was so scared," she whispered, her voice barely audible to his ears.

"I know, love, I know," he soothed. "There's nothing to fear anymore. I'm here now. You don't have to be afraid anymore."

I won't let anything happen to you again...

She was asleep again, this time in his arms. He watched her, praying that she wouldn't have another nightmare. Their first adventure in a long time was calling, and he wasn't sure if she was ready for it. Physically, she was fine.

But emotionally, she wasn't. What if they chanced upon a mother and her child? It would destroy her, and he knew it. It would send her right back into her emotional seclusion, and he would have failed her again.

But what if they chanced upon a child who needed a family? What if that child was young enough so that Rose would be the only mother it knew? Then her dream would come true. Then she would be a mother to a child. A child who needed her and depended on her.

But she still wouldn't get what she really wanted. She wanted children with him, not just a child of her own. He had always said that he never did domestic, but maybe he could. Maybe he could play the role of father again, and grandfather.

But she would never experience the joy of being a great grandmother. Eventually, he would loose her, and he would have to live on alone.

Susan. His thoughts wandered to her. She adored time with him, and always said that it was worth everything they went through.

She would have loved Rose.

Rose stirred, and he tightened his hold on her. His decision was made, and he would find a way to make it all happen.