Okay, I think this will be the last chapter. This will be very sad, and I have no idea how long it will be. And sorry for making you wait so long, I had to update my other story. Here it is, finally.

I DO NOT OWN DOCTOR WHO OR ITS CHARACTERS. ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO BBC AND THE CREATORS OF DOCTOR WHO. I ONLY OWN THE PLOT FOR THIS STORY BELOW.

Rose was hooked up to life support immediately. The doctors told him he had to wait outside as they examined her and figured out the problem.

He stood outside for what seemed hours, fiddling with his sonic screwdriver, folding paper, and looking at pictures that he pulled from his pocket.

Finally, one of the doctors came out. "Mr.….Smith right?" he asked. The Doctor nodded, "That's me." The other doctor spoke again, "Rose was in a coma. She didn't come out of it in time. That is because when we looked at her head, we noticed she had a fracture. We looked at her medical records and found she has a head condition that causes her skull to be delicate. Meaning if she fractures it she could suffer internal injury."

The Doctor stared at him, "What are you saying?" The other doctor put his hand on The Doctor's shoulder," I'm saying she's dying. She's not dead yet, but she will be in a couple of minutes. I suggest you say your goodbyes." He left, with the other doctors and nurses following behind.

The Doctor walked into the room, and looked at Rose. She was very pale and looked just about lifeless.

He walked over and sat beside her. "Oh Rose…..I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen to you. I did tell you I'd make it right but…I screwed up this time. I can't fix it." He felt a tear escape and run down his cheek.

He took her hand in his and kissed her on the lips, "If you can hear me, I want you to know: I love you, I always will. I'll never forget you, and I won't have anyone else. Because they wouldn't be you." He leaned back and clutched her hand, "Damn it, why did it have to be you? If it were me, I'd just regenerate. Why can't life me fair….?"

As soon as he said it, her life line went flat. He could hardly hear anything s people came in, trying to see if she could come back. The Doctor knew the truth, however. She wouldn't come back, she's already gone. Forever. He left the room, and started down the hallway, feeling tears pour down his face.

A couple weeks after Roses' funeral, the Doctor stood on the edge of the building where he and Rose first met. He stood on the very edge. He was going to do it. After it, at least, when he regenerated, he wouldn't remember a thing. He could make himself forget.

He fell over the edge, feeling the air around him move, as he saw the ground coming closer. Then he felt it. Pain. Then he felt bliss.

He saw Rose, she smiled at him, "You're not done yet. You'll remember me, but you won't remember I died. You'll remember that I had to leave to take care of my mother, but I told you not to come back, because you needed to save people. Okay?" she said softly.

He nodded, and immediately, his body started to light up. He was regenerating. "I love you Rose," He said, before he started to change and before he knew it, his memories changed. In his mind, Rose wasn't dead. But in reality, she was. She was gone forever.

That's the end people! Sorry about the long wait again, and I hope you liked this! Sorry for it being short though. Peace-Alex