A/N: Okay, here's the first proper chapter! In this one, Rose comes into the story! ...I guess I could say that this is a rewrite of the episode "Rose" but with the Master instead of the Doctor, but that would be lying, because it's... well, different. Well, it would be very lame if it was the same as "Rose"... Ah, whatever, let's just say it's a different version of "Rose". Just read it and please tell me what you think! I appreciate feedback a lot!

Wild Vivid Imagination presents...

The Master of What, Exactly?

Chapter 1: Rose and Yana

~In which Rose Tyler meets living plastic and an old man with a broken fob watch~

~DW~

Rose Tyler didn't consider herself anything special. She was just an ordinary young woman, who lived with her ordinary mother and had an ordinary boyfriend, and of course, an ordinary job. Because for an average girl from the Powell Estate, being a shop assistant wasn't really a bad job. It was an alright job, at least according to her mother Jackie. And then there was Mickey, whose greatest moments in his life seemed to be whenever there was a soccer game on. Not the greatest boyfriend imaginable. Not that Rose complained, oh no, it was all right. At least, that was what she kept telling herself whenever she began to find it dull. She could've had it so much worse -at least she actually had a job and a family!

This morning started off like any other. Rose got out of bed at 7:30, took a quick shower, brushed her long blonde hair that always got tangled when it got wet, got dressed (a pink hoodie and jeans today), ate some breakfast, kissed her mother goodbye and set off for the bus station. It was a sunny day, and the sun shone bright as Rose stood waiting for the bus. Even if the day was great, Rose couldn't help but think about a different life, maybe travelling the world... However, Rose was cut off from her thoughts as the bus arrived at the station.

The bus was unusually full today. Rose looked for an empty seat, and only spotted one next to an old man. She excused herself and sat down beside him. She just sat in silence for a while, until a polite voice from next to her asked:

"So... Where are you going today, young lady?" Rose turned her head to take a closer look at the man sitting beside him. He was rather old, as his hair was almost completely white. He seemed to have a strange sense of clothing; he wore a white shirt and an old-fashioned maroon waistcoat with a black tie, and dark trousers. Rose met the man's eyes, a gentle light blue colour. He seemed like a decent man.

"Oh, just going to work." she replied. "I work as a shop assistant at Hendrik's. Ever heard of it?" The old man shook his head.

"No. I'm sorry." he said politely, sounding very genuinely sorry.

"Oh, it's just a small place. Nothing to get all worked up about." she said with a light laugh, even though, considering her dreams of a more thrilling life, it felt quite disappointing that no one even knew where her work was.

"I see." the man said, smiling, but the look in his eyes told Rose that he had actually noticed her disappointment. "I'm Professor Yana, by the way." he held out his hand, and Rose shook it.

"Nice to meet you, Professor. I'm Rose Tyler." she introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you too, Miss Tyler." Their conversation ended there, quite awkwardly, until Rose thought it might be impolite to not ask anything back, so she asked him:

"What do you do for living, then?"

"Me?" Yana chuckled. "Oh, I just travel around and give talks at institutes about science. I used to live in here in London as a child, with my parents. It's nice to be back."

"So you're a scientist, then?" Rose asked.

"Oh, I'm retired now. I've been for eight years already." Yana said with a smile on his lips. "I don't do much else than travelling around nowadays. It's getting quite tiring, actually." He drummed his fingers against the window in a beat of four. Rose nodded, not thinking of anything else to say, so the two of them just sat in silence for the rest of the bus trip.

When Rose got off the bus, the Professor followed her.

"Going the same way?" she asked as they walked down the street, but Yana shook his head.

"No, not really. But I wanted to find out where exactly this Hendrik's place you told me about is." he said, giving her a polite smile. "Do you have a lunch break, Miss Tyler? Could I have the pleasure of offering you some food later today?"

"I'm sorry, Professor, but I've already agreed to meet up with my boyfriend." Rose told him apologetically. Yana seemed like a nice man, but she was a bit confused about why he was following her. If it hadn't been for the fact that he appeared to be such an honest and kind person, Rose would've grown very suspicious by now. Seeing that Yana appeared disappointed at her rejection, she quickly added: "You could come with us, if you want to..." In fact, when she thought about it, Yana might have a lot of interesting stories to share about his travels. At least that was a lot more interesting than Mickey's constant talking about soccer and other sports.

"Oh no." Yana laughed heartily. "I don't want to be a burden for you youngsters." Rose actually felt a bit disappointed, now that she had become familiar with the thought of having lunch with the fascinating old man.

"We could always have a talk after I finish work... That's six o'clock in the evening. Maybe go to a café?" she suggested swiftly. "If you want to, of course..."

"I'd be glad to go with you, Miss Tyler. If you don't find it... embarrassing to be seen in town with an old man like me... that is?"

"Of course not!" Rose gave him a light chuckle. "And just call me Rose, please." A second later, she noticed that they had reached Hendrik's. "Oh, this is where I work."

"I see." Yana said. "I'll be here at six o'clock. Or, let's say I'll be here half past five. That way, I'll probably be here at six. I'm so bad at keeping the time, you see." He laughed a bit, but he sounded a bit sad as he did so. He began to stroll down the street, giving Rose a quick wave. "Bye for now, Rose!"

"See you!" Rose shouted and walked into the store, feeling unusually cheerful and waiting even more than usual for work to end.

The day went on as usual. She worked as normal (sorting clothes in the ladies' clothing section) until twelve o'clock, met with Mickey, had lunch with him (although she didn't mention the new acquaintance she had made on the bus), worked some more, until the clock finally was six in the evening.

Six o'clock sharp, Professor Yana stepped into the store, greeting the customers and workers alike as he walked in the opposite direction, entering when everyone else was leaving. He he spotted Rose and gave her a wide smile. Rose quickly finished what he was doing and ran up to Yana eagerly.

"Did you have a good day, Rose?" he asked as they walked out of the main doors, still as polite as he had been in the morning when they first met. When she nodded, he continued: "I've went and looked up a few cafés near Westminster, and I found a really nice place..."

"Oi! Rose!" one of the guards suddenly shouted. Rose had tried many times, but she never could seem to remember his name. She turned around as he approached her, and gave her a plastic bag. "Take this to Wilson before you leave, will you?"

"All right." Rose gave him a nod. "Professor, care to keep me company?" Yana smiled and nodded. As they turned around and walked towards the lift, Rose noticed the guard giving Yana a strange look.

"Where are we going?" Yana asked as they stepped out of the lift, into the basement. Rose had never liked this place. She found it too dark and uncomfortable.

"Wilson, the chief electrician, won the lottery. I'm delivering his money." Rose explained. "By the way, you said you had problems with being in time. I think you did quite well for someone who's bad at keeping time."

"Yes... I actually came back half an hour ago and stayed close so that I would surely be in time." Yana chuckled.

"How were you ever in time for dates when you were my age, then?" Rose said with a little laugh. Yana made a funny expression.

"That's funny... I don't seem to recall anything about dating."

"You lived in London... but didn't date? That's unusual." Rose said, but had to interrupt the discussion when they reached Wilson's office. She knocked at the door. "Hey! Wilson! I've got your money! Are you in there?" No response. "Wilson!" She turned around and rolled her eyes at Yana. "He must be in the store room."

"I see." Yana said, still having a funny expression on his face. They walked down the corridor together. "It's strange really. Now that I think about it... I remember facts about my childhood. I was born in London as John Yana. My parents were Alfred and Daisy Yana. I was the only child. I went to the University of Oxford. But I can't recall any details..."

"Nothing?" Rose asked. "Why not?"

"Well..." Yana was very focused on thinking. "The first thing I remember clearly is waking up in a hospital. That was about twenty years ago. Apparently, I had been found on a street in London, unconscious. I never found out what happened to me. Maybe something happened so that I can't remember details before that point in time..."

"That must feel weird." Rose stated. "Not remembering years of your life..." She opened the door to the store room and turned on the lights. "Wilson? Are you there?" She let her gaze pass over the room, but saw only boxes filled with clothes and dressed shop dummies. "Wilson!" she shouted again and walked deeper into the room, closely followed by Yana.

"Isn't he here?" Yana wondered. "Where could he be, in that case?"

"I don't kno... Oh!" Rose was interrupted as the door suddenly slammed shut. "This must be a joke. Some students joking, I'm sure. But where's Wilson?" She walked back to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked.

"Rose..." Yana's voice echoed from deeper inside the room, sounding very horrified. "I think I've found Wilson."

"You did?" Rose followed the sound of Yana's voice. When she found him, however, she was very unpleasantly surprised and understood exactly why Yana had sounded so frightened. Because Wilson was lying dead on the floor. Yana seemed to have recovered from the shock and was now kneeling by his corpse, examining it. Rose had to stop herself from letting out a scream, and said shakily: "What happened to him? Did he have a heart attack?"

"It appears as if he's been strangled to death." Yana said, sounding very suspicious and confused. "Poor man."

"Professor..." Rose whispered, now genuinely frightened. (Who wouldn't be after finding a corpse in a basement?) "That shop dummy is moving." It was, indeed, moving, and it was walking towards them. Yana quickly got to his feet.

"Oh my..." He took Rose's hand as more of the dummies started moving towards them. "I don't think this is a joke. I think we should get out of here, Rose." More and more dummies approached them. "We have to get to the lift. Run!" Rose didn't have to be asked twice; as Yana pulled her hand and started running, she followed. He was good at running for a man his age. Most of the shop dummies, with their stiff movements, got left behind when they spurted into the lift. Yana quickly pressed the lift buttons, and the lift door closed... right on the arm of the dummy that had been the closest to them.

"What is that thing?" Rose asked and pulled at the arm, which loosened from the rest of the dummy, still stuck in the basement as the lift started going upwards. "It's plastic, Professor! Look! It's actual plastic!" She showed the arm to Yana, who took it and examined it closely.

"Living plastic." he stated, making a funny face again, as if trying to remember something. "I've seen this before. I know it."

"Really? Where? What are they?" Rose asked as the lift stopped and they hurried out of it and out of the store itself. Now that they were out on the street, Rose felt a bit safer and a bit more confident.

"Autons." Yana suddenly blurted out. "That's what they're called. They're living plastic. Come from the planet Polymos."

"What are you saying, Professor?" Rose asked in disbelief. "Aliens? Where did you get that from?"

"I've dreamt of them." Yana told her. He was beginning to sound excited. "You see, Rose, I have dreams about aliens. I've always had them, at least during the last twenty years of my life, but I've never seen anything like them in real life before!"

"Wait, are you telling me that those plastic things come from your dreams?" Rose asked, still finding it all very unbelievable. "But you're a Professor! You know a lot about science! It can't be real... Can it?" Before Yana had a chance to answer, a voice called from behind them:

"Hey! Rose! There you are!" It was Mickey, running towards them, looking upset. "Your mum was really worried!"

"What? Why?" Rose asked, very confused about the strange turn this day was taking.

"On the news, they talked about people dressed as shop dummies walking around shooting people in pretty much every clothing store in London!" Mickey explained very quickly. "We were worried about you, so I had to come make sure you're all right."

"They're everywhere?" Rose asked, mostly to herself, but interrupted Mickey just as he was about to say something. "By the way, Mickey, this is Professor John Yana. We met on the bus this morning. Professor, this is my boyfriend, Mickey Smith..."

"Hmm... UNIT, Nestenes, and daffodils, there were daffodils involved too..." Yana was apparently completely lost in thought, as he was talking to himself and clutching the fob watch that was attached to his waistcoat by a watch chain. Somehow, Rose hadn't even noticed it before now. "And the Doctor, of course there was the Doctor..."

"Who's the Doctor, Professor?" Rose asked, trying to get Yana out of his thoughts. Yana stopped ranting and let the watch slide back into his pocket, a confused expression appearing on his face.

"Doctor who? I don't know what you're talking about, Rose." He then spotted Mickey, and his face lit up. "Ah! Hello, Ricky!" He shook Mickey's hand enthusiastically.

"It's Mickey, actually." Mickey muttered, but instead he turned to face Rose. "Whatever, let's just go home and stay inside. I'm sure the Professor can take care of himself, right? Come on, Rose!" He took Rose's hand and was about to start pulling her away from Yana, but Rose pulled her hand out of his grasp.

"You go home, Mickey, and tell mum I'm all right." she told him. "I'll... go with Professor Yana. He knows something about the shop dummies, and I've... got to make sure he gets to the police station! So that the police will get the information they need! Okay?" She gave him a kiss. "Love you!" Then, she took Yana by the hand and started walking down the street. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mickey frown, but turn around and head off in the other direction.

"What was that?" Yana asked. "The police station? They won't believe me! They'll just think I'm a silly old man, which is what I am, actually..." He sighed sadly.

"But you're right! Those things aren't human!" Rose said and waved the plastic arm she was still holding. "Here's the proof! They're made of plastic! I don't usually believe in aliens, but I don't exactly have any better theories about them! You said they were called Autons and that you dreamt of them!" Yana looked at her, his eyes filled with sorrow, but finally, he sighed and started talking:

"I dream these dreams every night. Sometimes I'm on Earth, sometimes on another planet. I'm not a human in these dreams; I'm an alien of some kind, known as the Master, and I see humans as inferior. I try to conquer the entire Universe, and I try to take over planets with all kinds of schemes." Yana explained while toying with the fob watch in his hand as they walked down the street, keeping an eye out for shop dummies. "It's strange... They feel so real, those dreams. And there's almost always a man in them. The same man, even if his appearance changes. A man who calls himself the Doctor. He always stops my evil plans. I'm obsessed with him, completely obsessed... He's my arch-nemesis, and I loathe him so deeply, but at the same time, I adore him more than anything..." He paused, a distant smile on his face.

"So that's the Doctor you mentioned... And the Autons? What about them?" Rose asked.

"In one of these dreams, I team up with the Autons to defeat the Doctor and take over Earth. I fail, of course, but that's hardly the point."

"This dream is set on Earth, then? Here in London?"

"No, it's set in the 1970's, out in the English countryside, I think, if I remember correctly." Yana replied, sounding a bit unsure. He stuck the fob watch back into his pocket. "It's strange, really. Sometimes, I just remember these dreams easily, and a moment later, I just don't recall anything from them... Like now, for an example. I was just talking about that dream, was I?" Rose nodded. "Well... Now I have problems even recalling what I just said."

"Professor, this is just..." Rose was about to comment on the absurdity of the situation when she suddenly spotted people running away... from the shop dummies coming around the corner. "This way!" she mumbled and pulled the Professor into a small gap between two buildings, where one of those blue police boxes from the 1960's was standing. They took shelter behind the police box, waiting for the dummies to walk past.

"Strange." Yana mumbled and placed a hand on the police box's doors. "These often play an important role in my dreams."

"We could call the police from in here, if it still works." Rose said and tried to pull the doors open. However, they seemed to be locked. Yana leant against the doors, tapping out a four beat rhythm against the door absentmindedly.

"Strange." he stated, clutching his fob watch again. "I seem to recall, now, that Autons are artificial life forms." Rose looked at him in confusion. "Robots." he added. "And they're operated... by..." He slipped the fob watch back into his pocket. "Hm... That's odd -I can't seem to remember. And I did, just a moment ago." A sudden thought hit Rose. Under an hour ago, the thought would've been absurd, but given everything that had happened, Rose didn't even know what could be classified as 'normal' anymore.

"Professor, does the fob watch have something to do with it? 'Cause everytime you've remembered that alien stuff from your dreams, you've been holding it."

"What fob watch?" Yana wondered, seemingly completely clueless.

"The one in your pocket." Rose said, not really meaning to sound annoyed but she probably did anyway.

"Oh, this old thing?" Yana laughed and pulled the fob watch out of his pocket. "I've had it for... for longer than I can remember. When I think about it, I have no recollection of ever finding or buying or otherwise getting it. I just... have it. Oh!" His eyes widened suddenly, as if he could see something beyond what Rose could see. "It's calling to me, Rose." He drummed his fingers against the blue wood. "Can you hear it?" And suddenly, Rose could. Voices that seemed to echo from the fob watch...

"I am usually referred to as the Master. Universally."

"Open the watch and set me free..."

"Peoples of the Universe, please attend carefully. The message that follows is vital to the future of you all."

"Set me free, foolish human..."

"Weakness; Doctor? Hate is strength."

"Can you finally see who you truly are?"

"Doctor, let me out! Doctor!"

"Release me!"

As the voices kept getting louder, Rose began to feel more and more frightened. There was something, some sixth sense, that told her to throw that watch away, or destroy it, or just get rid of it as quickly as possible. Yana, however, just stared at the watch, seeming very eager about the discovery, listening to the voices as if hypnotized by them.

"Professor, I don't think you should do that." Rose whispered as Yana's fingers moved closer to the fob watch, as if about to open it. "There's something -or someone- inside that watch, and I think you'll just make things worse if you open it."

"I wonder why, during all these years I've owned this watch, I've never wanted to open it." Yana said, his voice soft but bitter. "I simply assumed it was broken. Why, I don't know. Do you want me to just put this watch away, and spend the little I have left of my life wondering what it was?"

"I didn't mean-"

"I'm an old man, Rose. This afternoon has been more interesting than the rest of what I can remember of my life. I could as well make the last act of my life something interesting as well. Maybe not interesting for me, as I won't be here to see it, but interesting for the rest of the Universe, I'm sure."

"What are you saying?!" Rose yelled. Why was he talking as if he was going to die?

"Farewell, Rose." Professor Yana said, his smile wider and his eyes sadder than ever. "Thank you for giving an old man an interesting last day in his life." Then, he opened the fob watch. Rose was instantly blinded by a bright golden light that spread out of the wide open fob watch. She was seriously worried about the Professor now, considering the last words he had spoken, and very confused. Just what was that watch? The light toned down, and the two of them still stood there, behind the old police box, hiding from the shop dummies. Yana's eyes were closed, and he looked peaceful.

"Professor?" Rose asked uncertainly. "Just what was that fob watch?"

"Chameleon Arch." His voice didn't sound kind, but harsh and angry. Yana's eyes snapped open; however, they were no longer a kind old man's eyes. They were now hard and cold and suspicious, completely different from what they usually were like.

"Are you all right, Professor?" Rose questioned, getting more and more worried every second. "What happened? What's a Chameleon Arch?"

"I'm not him." he retorted. "Professor John Yana never existed. He was a disguise, an illusion. But now, he's gone, and I'm back in my own body again!" He moved his fingers and looked at them in disgust. "This is disgusting! Twenty years as a human has done horrors to my body!" He caressed his cheek. "No! The stupid human shaved my beard off!" He fingered his hair. "Is my hair still brown?"

"Your hair is almost white." Rose told him helpfully, more confused than ever. "Who are you then, if you're not Professor Yana?"

"I am the Master." he said, giving her an sly smile that she couldn't fit together with Yana's kind face at all. Rose snorted and almost started laughing.

"The Master of what, exactly?" she questioned. When he gave her an annoyed look, she replied: "No, but seriously. Who would call himself the Master? Do I have to call you that?"

"I would, Miss Tyler." he said, a cool undertone in his once again polite voice. "Master is my name, and Master is what you'll call me."

"Wait a sec." Rose blurted out. "Yana mentioned that he dreamt that he was a bloke called the Master. Are you telling me-"

"His real identity was leaking out through the Chameleon Arch and into his subconscious." the Master stated swiftly. "Yes, Miss Tyler. I'm that Master."

"So you're some kind of alien criminal? But you look human."

"There are some obvious differences." the Master simply said, not bothering to explain anything else. He pushed Rose away from the police box doors. "Out of the way. The doors have to be pushed open, not pulled."

"But the door says pull to open-" Rose was interrupted as the doors opened, revealing... well, something Rose would never have thought she would see.

If she hadn't believed in aliens earlier, Rose couldn't deny it anymore. There was an awful lot of space inside the police box. She didn't really know how to decribe the place inside, other than the fact that it was... well, alien. In the middle of the room, there seemed to be some kind of control panel. The Master walked up to it, and began pressing buttons and pulling levers. The doors slammed shut.

"What is this place?" Rose asked in awe. "It's bigger on the inside!"

"This, dear Miss Tyler, is a TARDIS. The best ship in the Universe, although this one is starting to get old and rusty." the Master said, giving the console a kick, upon which a strange noise started echoing through the room. "Yes! It's working! I thought this TARDIS would still be linked to the Doctor, but now that he's not here, she's decided to link herself to me instead, isn't that true?" he mumbled to himself and patted the console absentmindedly.

"It's a what?" Rose asked, narrowing her eyes. The Master gave an annoyed sigh.

"A TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimension In Space." he explained slowly, as if he seemed to think Rose was stupid. "A ship that travels anywhere in time and space."

"Woah. That's not bad." Rose said, rolling her eyes. "Come on. Seriously? Can you prove it?"

"I don't have anything to prove to you, Miss Tyler. You're just a human." the Master said and glared at her.

"So..." Rose raised her eyebrows. "Autons. Attacking London. Do something about it."

"And why, exactly, should I do that?" the Master asked. "I don't care what happens to this stupid planet."

"Well..." Rose quickly tried to think of something, and made an attempt at convincing him. "If it weren't for me noticing the fob watch, you'd be stuck as a human on a planet attacked by invading aliens... 'cause that's what they're doing, right? Trying to invade?"

"That's true. They want this planet, presumably because something happened to their own." the Master told her. "There's lots of plastic on this planet... Imagine the potential."

"Wait a sec... Do you mean all the plastic in the world is going to come to life?! Like...phones and wires and cables and... I don't know... breast implants?!" Rose questioned.

"Exactly." the Master said and started pressing some other buttons.

"What are you doing now?"

"I'm trying to track the signal that's turning all the plastic alive."

"So you are helping now?"

"Congratulations, Miss Tyler. Not many humans have managed to convince me to do something and gotten out alive."

"...All right." Rose said, deciding to ignore that last comment. "Where is the signal coming from, then?"

"It seems to be coming from underneath... oh, what was it called now again?" the Master said, frowning. "The Ferris wheel! You know, the... the..."

"The London Eye?" Rose wondered in disbelief.

"That's the one." the Master agreed. "There's a hidden chamber underneath it, apparently... I'll just take the TARDIS straight there, I think..." The entire TARDIS shook violently and threw Rose off her feet, and the strange sound stopped. "There we are." He walked up to the door and swung it open, but not before politely helping Rose to her feet.

"What's that?!" Rose yelled as she suddenly found herself sticking her head out of the TARDIS, which was floating in mid-air, and looking down at a huge... well, it looked like a very big golden lump of plastic, but it had a face. Rose decided that this day wasn't going quite as she had hoped. Well... At least it wasn't boring?

"That's the Nestene Consciousness." the Master told her, as if that would make her understand it any better. When he noticed her clueless look, he sighed and added: "The one who's making all the plastic come to life." He pulled out a vial from nowhere.

"What have you got there?" Rose asked suspiciously.

"Anti-plastic." the Master said, giving her a menacing smile. He then raised his voice. "Am I adressing the Nestene Consciousness? Good, because I am the Master, and you're annoying me!" He grinned, before throwing the vial down at the Nestene Consciousness, who started screamed and started turning blue as soon as the vial touched it. "We'd better get out of here now!" The Master slammed the doors shut and ran back to the console.

"You... killed it?" Rose asked bluntly. "Just like that?"

"What did you expect me to do?" the Master wondered as he started the TARDIS and it started making the strange noises again. "Waltz up to it and ask it to kindly stop the invasion? That's not the way I do things, my dear Miss Tyler. Now, kindly get out of my TARDIS." The doors swung open, and as Rose peeked out, she noticed they were at...

"The Powell Estate! How did you know where I live?" she asked him in awe. He smiled, not as menacingly this time.

"I'm telepathic."

"You read my thoughts?" Rose stared at him. "Oi! That's rude!" He smirked.

"I'm one of the most dangerous criminals to ever exist in the entire Universe, Miss Tyler. Do you think I care about whether I'm being rude or not?"

"What about the Doctor, then?" Rose asked swiftly. "Your arch-nemesis, isn't he? He'll just show up and stop you again, won't he? You told me all about it while you were still Yana, you know." The Master's smirk faded away.

"The Doctor isn't here to stop me now." he said, voice growing cold and dark. "He's gone. This TARDIS used to belong to him. It's mine now. No one can stop me anymore."

"So, you're off to conquer the Universe then?" Rose asked.

"...I certainly am. Goodbye, my dear Miss Tyler." he said and closed the TARDIS doors. The spaceship-and-timemachine-in-one began to dematerialize, making that same strange noise, and Rose was left standing on an empty street. Rose just stood there, gazing at the now empty spot for a moment. She could have seen the Universe. All of time and space. (Of course, it would have been in the company of an alien criminal, but that wasn't the point.) And the Master had just... left. She'd never even got to go to that café near Westminster with Professor Yana! Rose turned around and started making her way back home for the unbearably boring normal life that was waiting for her...

...at least until she heard the TARDIS materialize again behind her, and saw the Master stick his head out of the TARDIS, saying:

"I believe I forgot that I still owe you a date, Miss Tyler. Although Westminster is a bit... boring, don't you agree, dear?"

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. If I did, Rose would've met the Master. Did she ever? No.