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I wasn't due to see Rose until the afternoon, so the next morning I decided to go to the church. I had to find out the truth. I was extremely nervous as I made the bus ride. A million different thoughts whizzed around my head.

What's wrong with you Edith? I thought to myself. You've only known this woman for a day, and now you're getting all involved in her world. I guess it was just like when Rose first met the Doctor – she had to find out more, even if it meant abandoning everything she ever knew. So anyway, I finally arrived at the church. Police cars were parked out the front – obviously to interview the new arrivals. I made my way through and into the church. It was packed with people. How was I supposed to find whatever I was looking for?

I took a deep breath and yelled out, "Doctor!". No one responded, so I made my way through the people, continuing to shout.

"Doctor! Doctor! Doctor!" I continued. A few medical men approached me, so I tried a different approach.

"TARDIS!" I cried. "Doctor! TARDIS! Uh, Gallifrey?" I reached the back of the hall and sat down, putting my head in my hands. But just when I'd given up hope, a girl who looked a little younger than me approached me.

"Excuse me?" she said. "Were you the person yelling for the Doctor?" I turned towards the girl in hope.

"What do you know about the Doctor?" I questioned, making sure we were talking about the same thing.

"I've been travelling with him," said the girl. "My name's Emily." She looked at me for a second, then gasped.

"Are you her?" she asked.

"Who?" I said. After a few seconds, we both said the same thing:

"Rose." We laughed for a second, then went quiet again.

"No, but I'm a friend of hers," I explained. Emily sighed.

"I didn't think you were her – you didn't fit the Doctor's description," she said. "But you looked the right age." I frowned, then realised what Emily meant.

"Oh yeah, she was about my age when they were separated," I said. Emily cocked her head to one side.

"Was? But isn't today August 8?" she said.

"That's right," I said, confused. "August 8 2107." Emily's eyes widened.

"Oh dear," she said. "It seems the Doctor's coordinates were off, as always. He was meant to be gone only a month, but instead it's been … oh my god…"

"It doesn't matter," I assured her. "I spoke to Rose yesterday, and she'd still love to see the Doctor. She'd probably do anything to see him again." Emily lowered her head.

"What's wrong?" I asked her. She didn't respond, then I realised something. "Emily, where is the Doctor?" Emily bit her lip.

"I'm so sorry," she said, sitting down next to me. "Last night he …oh God … he, he … died." I gasped, but then remembered what Rose had told me.

"Okay, so he'll look a little different. I'm sure Rose won't mind. She got over it the first time." Emily shook her head, and I noticed her eyes were wet.

"No," she said. "He didn't regenerate."

"But … how is that possible?" I asked, my heart sinking.

"He was on his last life," said Emily. "His thirteenth body. He'd been searching for Rose for a long time. He hoped he could see her again, but they wouldn't let us out of here." I had a flashback of the news report the previous day:

All the arrivals are being given health checks, however there was one elderly man who kept refusing to have one and insisted that he be allowed to leave…

"No," I said. "No, he can't…"

"They took his body away before I could do anything," Emily said, tears running down her face. "Hopefully they'll bury him in peace, but if they decide to do an autopsy…"

"They'll realise he's an alien," I finished. I ran my hands through my hair. "Oh God, what am I going to tell Rose? I'm meant to be seeing her this afternoon. How can I break it to her?"

"I don't know," confessed Emily. "All I know is that the Doctor cared about her more than he cared about anything else in the whole of time and space. He'd always tell me stories about her – about her beauty, her bravery, how she made him want to live again, how she gave up her family just to be with him … and he told me that he'd never stop looking for her, no matter what. He told me he'd never say never ever. He'd never give up on her. Because he loved her with all his hearts, and nothing in the world would ever change that." Tears ran down my face.

"That's so …" I began, but words couldn't describe how the Doctor's words made me feel. Wiping my eyes, I tried to change the subject.

"Where's the TARDIS?" I asked meekly.

"On the corner of this street," said Emily quietly. "And I can't pilot it back to my universe, so I guess I'm stuck here."

"Isn't there an Emergency Programme or something?" I asked, remembering the one from Rose's story.

"Yeah, but it wouldn't work across universes," replied Emily. "The only way we got here was through a rip in the fabric of time and space. The TARDIS isn't powerful enough to target it a second time in a row. Remember, she's just about as old as the Doctor."

"Oh yeah," I said. "So will you be all right? Did you have any family or friends back in your own universe?" Emily shook her head.

"I lived on the street," she said. "Either there or hanging around the local youth centre. Travelling with the Doctor gave me a fresh start, but hey, I guess I can get that here as well." I nodded.

"Well, I guess I'd better be going," I said. "Maybe I'll see you round some time."

"Yeah, okay," said Emily. "Good luck with everything." I could tell that by everything she meant Rose.

"Thanks," I said. I slowly walked out of the church, feeling numb inside. Everything was just shaken up. What was I going to do? As I turned, I saw a big blue box out of the corner of my eye. Had this been ordinary circumstances I probably would have ignored it, but now I ran to it. When I reached it I leaned against its door and I cried.

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When I arrived at the nursing home I still had no idea what I was going to do. Maybe if I was lucky, Rose would have forgotten all about the previous day. Maybe she wouldn't even remember me. She was old, after all. But when I got to her room, I discovered her bed bare and being stripped down. I immediately thought the worst.

"Where's Miss Tyler?" I asked worriedly. The nurse grunted.

"She had a little heart scare this morning," she said. "She's been moved to Room 7."

"What's Room 7 for?" I persisted.

"Let's just say the majority of our power bill comes from that room alone," she said. I gulped and made my way through the building, until I finally came to Room 7. I softly knocked, then made my way in. At the end of the room, I saw Rose, an oxygen mask on her face.

"R-Rose?" I stammered. "Are you okay?" Rose nodded and took the mask off.

"Never better," she said.

"Uh, don't you want to leave that on?" I asked, indicating towards the oxygen mask.

"According to the bill passed in 2056, people can't be kept alive against their will," said Rose. "I called the church this morning. They said they didn't have anyone there called the Doctor, John Smith or anything else."

He was already gone by then, I realised. "But that's no reason to stop living. You've accomplished so much in your life, and you've inspired me to do more with my life." I picked up her papers, which had been placed on the desk next to her bed. "This is the proof that you are such an incredible person."

"Those papers are just stories of events that happened in another lifetime," said Rose, taking them from me. "No one cares what an old bird like me did a hundred years ago. I may as well get rid of them." She took the first page and went to rip it.

"No!" I exclaimed as the paper was torn in half. I took the rest of the bundle and placed it safely on the ground. "Please stop. The world needs to know stories like yours. The world needs hope that we can do extraordinary things." Rose had stopped, so I thought I'd gotten through to her. But then I noticed with dread that her eyes had closed, and I couldn't hear her breathing.

"Rose!" I cried. "Come on Rose, don't die…" Rose's eyes slowly opened, but she looked very weak.

"There's no point in anything anymore," she whispered. "The Doctor will never come."

"That's not true," I said.

"Yes it is," said Rose.

"No it isn't," I said defiantly. "Rose, he's coming." Rose sat up.

"What are you talking about?" she asked. "How would you know if he's coming or not?"

"I do know," I answered. "Because he sent me." Yes, I was lying. I needed to give the poor woman some hope.

"I don't believe you," said Rose.

"He did," I insisted. "He sent me to find you, to make sure you were safe. Doesn't that sound like him?" Rose's breathing slowed down.

"Yes," she admitted.

"He sent me to find the woman who made him want to live again, doesn't that sound like him?" I continued.

"Yes," agreed Rose.

"And he never said never ever," I said, my voice getting softer. "He never stopped looking, throughout all that time, he never stopped looking until he found you." A small smile came over Rose's face.

"He's coming Rose, he's coming here, right now," I said. "He's coming, coming to be with you … he's coming, he's coming…"

"Doctor," whispered Rose, her eyes slowly closing. A single tear ran down my face as I checked Rose's pulse. It was gone.

"He's here," I finished.

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Rose Tyler was the most fantastic human being I have ever met. She taught me to believe in myself and the possibilities of life. She taught me what was important and what matters most. And she taught me that even the most ordinary person can accomplish extraordinary things. Which is why I, Edith Black, have taken it upon myself to publish her memoirs. They are 2 years of tales that will make even the most sceptical person believe in the impossible. Each tale builds up into a story of action, adventure, drama, and a hint of romance, all to create:

THE LEGEND OF ROSE TYLER

The End

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So, shall you kill me now, or later? Everyone was telling me how much they wanted some sort of reunion, but it was always essential that I use the tragic ending of Casanova. I hope it was okay.