Chapter 4

A/N: Thanks once again for all the reviews! They mean alot to me! Let me just get something out of the way too...I have never watched Torchwood! So if in the future, I mention Torchwood and some characters I only know through Doctor Who episodes and fanfics and it or they are not canon I AM SORRY! Okay...that's all...Enjoy!

Rose sat on the bed crying. She didn't know why. The memory of the strange man, The Doctor, changing like that, it brought back a pain she hadn't felt in years. The loss of someone she loved. Loved? Did she love that man? She looked at her hand. The ring caught the sunlight and glittered brightly. Was he the one that gave it to her? Was she Mrs. The Doctor? That thought made her laugh.

"What now? I've got The Doctor, Bad Wolf, TARDIS, psychic paper…" Rose thought out loud. She laid back down on the bed and closed her eyes again. "Come on! Come on, give me something else!"

She leaned over the bed and picked up the phone book. She had an idea. Maybe if she flipped through the book she might see something that would make her remember more. She started, page by page, glancing over everything. Certain words sparked small memories of conversations and moments long ago. Nothing big though. Until…

"Canary Wharf…" Rose gasped.

A memory rushed over her. She was hanging on; hanging on for dear life! Clinging to the only thing around! She looked over and there was him. The Doctor! He looked terrified! He screamed her name! Her fingers slipped off of the lever she was holding onto and she went flying. A man caught her, he seemed familiar too. And just like that she was gone.

Rose covered her mouth with her hand as fresh tears began to fall. So much pain! Had her life always been that painful? There were still questions to answer. And she knew where she needed to go to find out the answers. She laid the book out on the bed, grabbed some money out of the bag, and left the hotel.

Torchwood…

"Doctor?" Martha shook him by the shoulders. A distant look had come over his face. Why was she back? Had she not been happy with his human clone? Martha said she had a wedding ring, were they married? Had something happened to him? He barely heard Martha apologize before her hand hit his face.

"What was that for?" The Doctor asked as he jumped to his feet.

"You were practically catatonic!" Martha yelled back.

"Doctor, if Rose is back and she's lost her memory, we've got find her!" Jack stated, trying to calm everyone down.

"Right! Martha, do you know where she is?" The Doctor asked.

"No, but Joan will. She's the nurse that was working the shift when Rose woke up," Martha explained.

"Alright! Then we're going to the hospital! Allons-y!" The Doctor yelled as he took off running. Jack and Martha ran after The Doctor.

"Can't we just hail a cab?" Mickey asked. "Do we have to run?" They other three all stopped. Jack and Martha looked at The Doctor. He nodded.

"Excellent suggestion from the idiot!"

With Rose…

Rose is sitting in her cab staring out the window. They passed a building that Rose recognized immediately. "Stop!" she yelled. "What's that place called?"

"That's the Powell Estates, mum," the cabbie answered.

"Pull over!" Rose instructed.

The cab pulled over and Rose ran out and up the flights of stairs. She burst open the door and walked in. The apartment was exactly as she remembered it. When she, her mum, and Mickey…

Mickey: "I bet you don't even remember my name." The Doctor: "Ricky." Mickey: "It's Mickey." The Doctor: "No, it's Ricky." Mickey: "I think I know my own name." The Doctor: "You think you know your own name? How stupid are you?"

Rose laughed to herself at that particular memory. She walked through the apartment as different memories from different times in her life flashed through her mind; Christmas's, birthdays, arguements with her mum, and stolen moments with Mickey. She was crying by the time she got back to the taxi.

"You alright, mum?" the cabbie asked her.

"Yes, please just, keep going. To Canary Wharf."

At the hospital…

"Joan! Where did that woman go today?" Martha asked as she ran to the nurses station followed by The Doctor, Jack, and Mickey.

"Who? Mrs. Wolf? I don't see how that's your business Doctor Smith," Joan snapped. The Doctor put both hands on the desk and leaned over it, right into Joan's face.

"Her name is not Jackie Wolf! It's Rose Tyler! MY Rose! I have to find her! Please! Where did she go?" The Doctor pleaded, tears in his eyes.

"She went to the bank. The International Bank of Cardiff." Joan replied, stunned by the man's passion for the strange woman.

"Thank you!" The Doctor said. With that, he turned on his heals and ran for the door, Jack, Martha, and Mickey right behind.

The End