Here is the very last chapter, no epilogue or anything, this is the end

THANKS TO LILYROSE ONCE AGAIN FOR BEING SO AWESOME AND SHE THOUGHT OF MOST OF THE GREAT TWISTS SO ALL THAT CREDIT GOES TO HER

Thanks to Dramaqueen321 for just being plain hilarious

Thanks to my art teacher (who I shall not name in case she reads fanfiction) for being sick for one of the art lessons and so we had a sub who let Lilyrose and I discuss E and A

Thanks to my other friends...I don't know why but they shall all probably kill me if they don't get a mention.

Thanks to my very bestest friend for reading half of this and then getting bored because she doesn't actually like Doctor Who and has only read the first three AF books

I'll shut up now and let you read it!

XXII

Yonder

Jack's face as the Doctor said this was so hopeless, so grief filled and put down, having been sure that the Doctor could bring Rose back. But he couldn't. He had got his hopes up, and they had been dashed. His mouth hung open, his eyes wide and pleading. He looked away from the Doctor and at the floor instead. He closed his mouth and swallowed.
"Is…" he tried to find the words, "isn't there anything you can do?" he asked, his eyes still on the floor.
"I'm doing it now!" the Doctor replied shortly.
Jack's head snapped up at once.
"What?!" he shouted, striding over to the Doctor who had his fingers on Rose's temples.
The Doctor didn't turn his head, but he moved his eyes so they focused on Jack.
"I need to get Opal out of her mind."
"THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT BEFORE?!" Jack yelled at him.
"Because it comes at a cost," the Doctor told him harshly, swivelling his whole head around to stare at Jack.
"So?" asked Jack. "It doesn't matter, whatever it is, as long as she's alive again."
"Jack," The Doctor began, withdrawing his fingers from Rose's temples.
"It's not what you think; it's not like she'll be mute or deaf or live forever. It's not like that. I'll have to take away all her memories of Opal."
"And…? What's wrong with that? It's not like those memories are incredibly important to her."
The Doctor swallowed. He had noticed that Jack, like him, was unable to say Rose's name in case he lost his composure.
"To take away all her memories of Opal, means I will have to take away all her memories of me coming back to get her."

Jack still didn't see exactly what the Doctor meant. It seemed to him that Rose would just lose her memories of the Doctor coming back to get her but Jack thought that he and the Doctor could just tell her afterwards.
"Don't you see, Jack?!" The Doctor yelled, "If she gets a total recall of what happened then the sliver of Opal in her brain will come back and she'll die again. I've already killed her once. I can't do it again."
"Oh." Was all Jack could say. They were both at a loss for words now.
After maybe a minute or two of silence Jack spoke.
"Do it then," he told the Time Lord.
"You control whether she lives or dies, Doctor. You're not going to leave her dead when she could live again. Live her life again, with her family. Like she was living before. Take away her memories, Doctor. Let her live again."

The Doctor took a deep shuddering breath and nodded.
He replaced his fingers on either side of Rose's head, closing his eyes as he did so. And entered her memories.

Her memories weren't lain out neatly, in a row or ordered in any manner; they were twisted and bound together, strings that stretched far into the distance in every direction. He followed one string which took him to another; it was joined up to the first one, and so on with every memory string he found. The memories were dated, though there was nothing written on them, no colour code, the Doctor got a sense of time from them, telling him when they occurred. He gathered together all the strings that were dated the past day or so. He collected every single memory right up to the one which was dated just before she went to sleep the day before the Doctor arrived. He got all the ends that kept going into the past and cut them. Rose would have memories of that time and before, but she wouldn't remember what happened up to the moment when the Doctor left her mind. He amassed all the memory strings that would kill her again if she still had them and carried them out of her mind.

The Doctor opened his eyes and found himself back in the TARDIS, with Jack staring at him wide-eyed from across the room. He glanced at Rose and found that she was alive, alive and asleep.

The Doctor managed to pull the dagger out of Rose and put it back in his pocket, then he healed her stab wound that he had inflicted. He still hadn't told Jack or the others this but he thought Jack knew. Though neither said anything.

"Jack?" The Doctor asked.
Jack looked up at the Doctor, raising his eyebrows.
"I need you to go and get the red button that I used to travel to the alternate universe."
Jack nodded, stood up and was heading for the door when he heard the Doctor curse in Gallifreyian.
Jack turned around to see the Doctor put his head in his hands.
"What is it?" he asked the Doctor.
"I can't send her back to her family, Jack," the Doctor told him through his fingers.
Jack frowned.
"Why not?" he asked.
"I thought you were going to send her back there to live with her family again."
"I was," he replied. "But we only had one red void-crossing button and I used it to send Opal away."
"Can't you make another one?" Jack asked.
The Doctor shook his head.
"The one we made contained all the parts of the old yellow button plus a bit more to make it work properly, I can't make it work without the old yellow button parts, and I only had one yellow button. The rest have been destroyed."
Jack rubbed his hands over his face.
"So what are we going to do?" he asked.
"We'll just have to send her off here to live her own life, to start it again, get a house, a job…" he trailed off.
"She can come work at Torchwood Three," Jack said.
"NO!" cried the Doctor.
"She can't!" he continued. "You would bring back total recall. You would kill her."
Jack's face fell.
"So…?" he asked.
The Doctor turned away to stare at the wall.
"She'll have to live her life without us."

Rose felt like she was flying. She knew she was dreaming, because even the Doctor couldn't fly. The Doctor. It name brought back memories she wished to forget. Memories of Canary Wharf and Bad Wolf Bay and also curiously of a blank space. She swallowed her tears, and let her dream carry itself out. She was flying over the sea. Over the waves that sparkled in the bright early morning sunshine. And all too soon they reached land. Land of rolling green hills and thick woods. A land she knew wasn't England. It was the wrong shape. They flew over castles and manors and great towers. She was set down in a glade. She seemed to have no control over her flight in her dream but there was nothing around her. No one. She gazed around her at the clearing, but it was empty. She turned around on the spot, peering through the trees to spot some kind of life. There. A flash of blue. Flashing on and off. No. It couldn't be. I must be dreaming, and then she laughed at this statement. She knew she was dreaming. But she ran towards it all the same. A wind rose up, autumn leaves streaming towards her, and blocking her view of what she assumed was the TARDIS. When she had peeled them off her face, the TARDIS had disappeared.

The Doctor watched the screen on the TARDIS console which showed what was happening outside the doors. He looked at Rose one last time, trying to imprint her face upon his brain, into his memory forever. He'd been staring at her face for almost ten minutes when he heard someone walking towards the console room, and a moment later, Jack appeared.
"What are you watching?" Jack asked him, strolling around the console towards the Doctor.
"Nothing," replied the Doctor quickly, switching off the screen.

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