AN: Heeey I decided to continue this. One more chapter after this and I definitely hope it's enjoyed! ;] R&R, pleeease! It's not easy to write fics dodging around a 4 month old's sleep schedule!

She wasn't sure if they ever truly made it official, but it seemed as such. Between holding hands and soft kisses, lovemaking and rough fucking, Rose thought she could never go back to a normal life. But her reality, her version of normality, lulled the young woman into a false sense of security. She began to believe she could never lose the Doctor. She knew she had to. She knew she would. It was inevitable. But she overlooked it. She wanted to overlook it, to pretend she'd never lose him. That's exactly what Rose did.

The Doctor began to believe he would never lose his Rose. He knew better. He had known better for hundreds of years and would always know better. But the same false sense of security wrapping itself around Rose, fogged his brain. Made him not want to look at reality.

So when it happened, face pressed against that wall with tears running down her cheeks, Rose felt hollow. She felt empty, broken, like a part of her had been ripped away. She had no idea how to deal with it, no idea what to do or where to turn. She felt dead. She couldn't live without her Doctor. She just absolutely couldn't.

But she did.

For a long time.

She saw him again at Bad Wolf Bay, her last words echoing in his ears.

"Rose, I-"

and he was gone. She fell to her knees, wanting to scream. She wanted to hear it. She wanted him to say it- he never said it. Her tears fell hard and fast, choked sobs rising up her throat. Her Doctor was gone.

But life went on. It was hollow, but she had her family and she had Mickey. It wasn't enough... but at least she had something.

When she came back for the Doctor, when she needed his help, it was as if she constantly missed him. When she was finally with him, everything was happening at once. She barely got her chance to hold him, to press her body to his. Not for long at least. The fleeting moments they got together, her body responded so immediately.

"Oh, Doctor..." Rose murmured against his lips in the TARDIS corridor, having stolen just a few moments to themselves. Her hips ground against his, his erection prominent against her heat. "Doctor... missed you, I 'ave." A breathy sigh. The Doctor pulled away, cupping Rose's face in his hand. His face was serious and eyes hooded as he stared at her, tracing his thumb across her cheekbones. Rose leaned into his touch. The touch she needed, the touch she wanted. She dreamed about it.

"Rose Tyler, I've missed you." The Doctor whispered. Rose's milky brown eyes filled with tears at the confession.

"I love you." She murmured, and was rewarded with a soft kiss, lips melding together. The Doctor pulled her as close as he could, conveying everything into one kiss, urging her to feel how sorry he was- to feel how much he missed her, loved her, needed her. He didn't respond. He couldn't. Her tears overflowed, spilling down her face. He kissed them away.

She held onto that memory. She kept that memory locked away in her heart.

At the end of it all, tired and worn in Bad Wolf Bay, there was the Doctor. Donna, the Doctor and the... other Doctor.

And Rose had a knotted, dreading feeling in her stomach.

"What was the last thing you said to me? Go on... say it!" Rose challenged the two Doctors.

"I said, Rose Tyler..." The Doctor was visibly upset. He swallowed hard. He knew what had to be done. He'd never see his Rose again.

"Yeah, and how was that sentence gonna end?"

"It doesn't need saying." The Doctor's response was fast. But it didn't. He needed to let her go, and now. Because he made the mistake of thinking he'd never lose his Rose. When he knew he would.

She turned to the other Doctor. "And you, Doctor? What was the end of that sentence?"

The New Doctor shifted towards her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder and hovering his lips by her ear.

"Rose Tyler, I love you." He whispered, barely audible over Bad Wolf Bay's wind. But she heard it, so full of love and so honest and raw it gave her chills. The first time she had ever heard him say it. And it wasn't even... him. Her lips fell open and she looked at the New Doctor for a split second before grabbing on to his suit and pulling him in, their lips locking.

The Doctor watched, grief contorting his features. He would never have his Rose again. He backed away, stepping into the TARDIS without a word. Rose pulled away from the New Doctor, to see her Doctor and Donna closing the door to the TARDIS. He didn't look back. She took a few frantic steps forward, wanting to scream, wanting to beg him to stay.

But she knew. She knew he couldn't.

Tears welled up again, and she turned back to face her Mother and the New Doctor. He stepped over, pulling her close, murmuring into her ear.

"I know, Rose, I know. I've got you." She buried her face into his chest, letting her tears flow freely. She had her Doctor, but she didn't have her Doctor.

But she would make due. He was the same, but he wasn't. She knew he was hers, she knew she loved him. But loving two of the exact same person was going to be... difficult. Strange.

"C'mon, Rose." Her Mother called. She pushed back from The Doctor, looking up at him. He offered a small smile, and she shook her head. How? Her mind was full of questions. But those questions could be saved until later.

"Let's go home." She whispered, and was rewarded by a dazzling, full smile from the Doctor... the New Doctor. He nodded.

It's what she wanted, wasn't it? To live a normal life... a domestic life. With her Doctor. And it's what she was getting. But the small, hollow pit in her heart was still there. She wasn't sure if it would ever fill. Maybe, just maybe... it would.

The New Doctor, had other plans. He loved his Rose just as much as The Doctor did. And he wanted to show her. He wanted to show her, to love her, and to have her.

And oh, he would.