Log fire- day twenty one
Everything was white and peaceful outside. It was cold but the comfort of everyone being home with a nice hot cocoa and around the fair place with their loved made the picture outside a picture of serenity. The log fire was roaring in its full force in the quiet house, but something of the merriment from the day was missing in there. The place was peaceful and comfortable enough but the occupant of the house could not find the satisfaction and joy in that quiet fire.
Rose stood there in front of the fire with a glass of wine and a plate with nuts wishing that this peace would be interrupted by the maniacal running of her Doctor. She hated these Christmases around the fire alone ever since she lost him on a mission. The house seemed all too big. Her mum and Pete always tried to talk her go there and spent the day with them and Tony not only the dinner. They knew what this would do to her, but she refused. Ever since the Doctor left her on that Earth with his duplicate she spent the Christmas mornings with him around that log fire and a glass of wine just cuddling and talking. Now was the first Christmas when she woke up alone, but she still did the routine starting up the fire, taking a glass of wine, only this time she covered herself with blanked and hugged the jumper that still smelled of him.
Sighing frustrated she stood up and threw the wine into the fire with a shout. She hated this; this house was too big and too quiet when she was alone. She put some warm clothes on and decided to go to the cemetery at least there she would talk and pretend she was talking to him while tracing her fingers around the cold letters.
Rose Tyler used to love Christmas, now she hated it more than anything else. She left the house not bothering to extinguish the fire, if the house burned down she couldn't care less.