Hello! Well, here I'm again. Briefly. Finally and freaking out cuz of the quality of the chapter lol. This is short and really only the epilogue. I thought a lot about what I wanted to give to the epilogue but ultimately I decided to just give away some clarifications. The more in-depth parts should wait for later chapters.

Raising hands and bowing to you dear readers who are so incredibly loyal and patient with me. Thank youuu! I hope you like this nevertheless.

P.s. I left a cry of help in the A/N bellow, please do read the 'help' part! Thanks!

P.s.s. honestly this whole thing is only because I wanted to write something desperately.

#Epilogue of Doomsday

You know that feeling? The feeling you get when the darkness fades away and you open your eyes for the very first time? Or the feeling that goes right through your body, still tiny and vulnerable, but already capable of feeling that very first shift of the universe? Eh?

No, of course you don't know that. Because you're a human. Offended? My point exactly. Humans and their complexity of feelings. Which is exactly why they're so lovable.

Nothing could quite compare to a human's heart.

Mix that with a dash of millenia years old ship of space and time and you are left with a miracle.

A real, palpable miracle.

In all those nine hundred-something years there seemed to be nothing new left to surprise a Time Lord, but in that very moment, when he stood there on the threshold of the TARDIS, hand in hand – together, with Rose Tyler – that feeling right there was comparable to a birth of a new star. He would know.

His whole body was buzzing with a newly found energy like he had never felt before. It was the urge to jump, the urge to dance, the urge to hug every passing person in the vicinity (but the only two people besides Rose were Mr. Pete Tyler and the dear ol' Jackie – so he proceeded with them, shocking the hell out of Mr. Pete. Ha! Rose should've recorded his face on cam). And then… turning to watch the still astonished faces of the Tyler family members, bouncing on his feet and grinning like a madman, the Doctor couldn't help thinking that this was the day he had long since strived for.

"I'm living this! Ha!"

Everything after, went by in a blur. Or so he would've liked to say but in truth, everything after that one victorious moment was such hard work.

It all started with trying to find a suitable home for Jackie and her supposed-to-be-dead husband Pete.

It took three hours straight to explain to Jackie Tyler that the New Earth was a human-environment safe and the best choice besides Earth to live in planet, another two to try to (and miserably fail) explain to Jackie Tyler the perks of hPhone (short for – hologram phone), and one more hour for the Doctor to completely give up on providing Jackie a more comfortable home with her freshly baked fiance.

"You're just not making any bloody sense!" Jackie's enraged voice rang out throughout the infinite halls of the spaceship. The Doctor put his face in his palms, asking for strength from all the deities out there. If there were any. He guessed there wasn't any. Or else they wouldn't have been so cruel as to send him Jackie Tyler, out of anyone, as his mother-in-law. Which… was not a thought he could allow himself to ponder about just yet.

"I keep telling you, just swipe your finger in the air-"

"'Swipe my finger' he says," she parroted him, after cutting him off. "If I 'swipe my finger' while in the bathroom, does this invisible phone just miraculously appear?"

"What? Why would you even use a phone in the bathroom?"

"I asked you a question!" she shouted, loudly, not backing away. After sharing a glance with the Doctor, Pete took a step forward, gently resting his hand on Jackie's forearm.

"Jacks, love, why don't I help you explain the basics of the phone-"

"Oh, butt off. You don't know a thing about that bb phone."

"It's a hPhone…" the Doctor sighed miserably, leaning against the strut in the console room, with his hand against his forehead.

It continued on until finally Rose pointed out the obvious. There was just no way for Jackie to adjust to a life elsewhere than their own home planet Earth.

Thus started a period of tons of extra paperwork and innuendos – forged new identities, immortal captains and the independence run through an alien planet, stark naked, with only a blaster in his hand (thank goodness the later was only a story). All in all, it must have took more than twenty four hours for everyone to find their respective places - which were somewhere else besides the TARDIS.

After everything was over, and the ship was finally only left with him and Rose, the two were so ridiculously spent and exhausted that after stumbling together on the jump seat, they laughed for a good hour, until their throats had gotten sore.

Rose gulped a few gulps of air, feeling the heat in her own red-ish cheeks as she finally came to, settling down on the seat. She turned around just in time to spot the Doctor glancing at her with the same wonder in his eyes that she must have had in her own orbs – both still quite not believing that they were both staying in this moment right now, together.

A smile spread across her face, putting one of sheer glee on the Doctor's.

Being honest with himself, the Doctor wasn't very used to being happy. Not the emotion itself, but everything that comes with it. The slow moments. The no rush. The luxury of having actual time to stop for a moment to think that everything worked out and now you're free to do whatever you want. Well, reasonably 'whatever'. The potential destruction of the universe should always be considered seriously. Maybe that's why, when Rose opened her mouth again, he was relieved to hear a question coming out of it.

The vast possibilities this day had earned him quite frankly scared him to the bone. He wasn't sure where to even start. But questions he could do. He was good with questions. Accurate answers not always, but he always tried.

"Doctor? How did I end up in the TARDIS?" she asked cautiously, gauging his reaction, to which the Doctor's grin slipped a little as he collected his thoughts. He knew he should be honest with her but he wasn't yet sure how Rose would react to it all.

He swallowed a slight lump in his throat and adjusted his position on the jump seat, his one hand resting behind Rose's back, slightly brushing her shoulder with his fingertips. "Remember how I told you I had an idea that could help us but I wasn't yet sure if it would work?"

Rose nodded in agreement. "Yeh. Was that what you did?"

"In a way. It didn't quite work as I expected it to, though."

"What d'you mean?"

"Well… before I tell you something, I'll let you know that I was doing it solely for the sake of not giving you false hope. If I'd known it would work, I'd have told you about it."

"What, like that you took a sample of my blood without my consent?"

"How did you-?" the Doctor gasped in shock, gaining a slight giggle out of Rose. She brushed her hand gently against his forearm, absent-mindedly picking on the dust there.

"I know you, Doctor. I knew you'd want to check all the possibilities, but I wish you'd told me. I have the right to know what's happening to me."

He shot her an apologetic look.

"I didn't do a genetic analysis yet. I only wanted to check if my hypothesis was correct. Which… was right – you do have huon particles inside your system."

"What's a huon particle?"

"An ancient power only thought to have existed in the Dark Times but with a tiny bit of amount left in the heart of the TARDIS. It's supposed to be deadly, but being in a suitable environment, it can stay dormant until used. Believe it or not, two wrongs make one right." He then put a thoughtful expression on his face. "I think this saying was first published in The London Magazine, in 1736… or not, was it 1734..? I can't quite remember now…" he trailed off, his fingers accidently brushing Rose on the back of her neck,sending her way a jolt of electricity from the sheer touch there and making her shiver involuntary. Her mind nearly took a turn elsewhere, getting distracted, before she caught herself and tilted her head to the side, letting the Doctor's fingers fall back on the back of the jump seat and leveled him with a questioning look.

"Doctor?"

The Doctor jumped a little, as if coming back from a short dream and shifted to look at Rose, who had a raised eyebrow, waiting for him to continue on the topic.

"Right. So, I think you still have a part of Time Vortex inside you," he finished fast, waiting for her reaction in slight dread.

Rose straightened up in the seat at once, her face showing a look of concern. "What? But, it's bad, isn't it?" she asked in a slightly shaky voice. Why was the Doctor being so calm about this?

"Rose…" he tried to reach out for her, but Rose continued on. "I mean, you said so yourself. That Time Vortex would kill anyone."

She looked at him, waiting for him to deny but the Doctor only cleared his throat and continued speaking, threading it gently, but failing at it horribly.

"Yeh, well. It should. If it were the entire Time Vortex... then, yeh. Or not. Even smaller portions would..." He nodded, as if nonchalant, gaining an appalled look out of Rose. "But! You were left with tiny miny amount of it after the Game Station. It was not harmful or usable when you were in this universe. But once we opened the breach to the other side, it triggered the anomaly dalek to appear, that way sending you in the parallel universe by mistake. It wasn't supposed to happen. And as you stayed there the power was starting to grow. Stronger and stronger until it eventually... transported you back into this universe," he finished on a lighter tone, hoping against hope that Rose wasn't internally freaking out at this because in his mind an idea of how it could all be true was already forming, just that he wasn't sure Rose would be ready to hear it just yet.

"But…" Rose started, a deep frown on her face. "How did-"

Before she could ask a question the Doctor wasn't quite ready to answer, he hurried to add.

"My guess is… It was not the parallel universe who wanted to get rid of you at all. It was the energy surrounding you. Sending you a message." He held their eye contact for a moment there, and after getting a nod of her understanding, continued on.

"It's like when you catch a cold. You sneeze, you cough, your body starts to fight the bacteria and it's burning. You get a fever, your temperature rises and you're fighting it. That was you fighting with time. The Time Vortex inside of you, specifically. Well, the energy of it more like… how to name it… Eh. Never mind. Anyway, that same energy inside you wanted to correct the timeline, but you were still living in the wrong universe, making time pass on and on. And when you two crashed, they would cause incidents."

"So…" Rose swallowed. "All the time those things came crashing down on me in Pete's world was because of the Time Vortex I have inside of me?"

The Doctor pressed his lips together, nodding. "Yep."

After hearing that, Rose suddenly stood up from the jump seat and started pacing about. Her one hand flew towards her forehead, while the other rested on her hip.

"Rose…" the Doctor tried to get her to stop where he knew she was going, but she was already past that point.

"I have a… Time Vortex inside of me-" she breathed out, panting slightly.

"Only a tiny part of it. It's hardly detectable," the Doctor added in, trying for damage control. It was not helping much, though.

Rose swiped her hand in a dismissive motion. "Part of it, never mind." She shook her head. "I have the Time Vortex inside of me," she repeated, like trynig the words out with her mouth. "A Time Vortex which can kill literally anyone in an instant, which… killed you!" She pointed at him, her voice breaking at the memories that day held for them. Suddenly she had a very dreadful thought, which she just couldn't shake. Her body started to grow numb as she shifted her eyes towards the Doctor, who was watching her in concern. She swallowed as her hands fell by her sides. "So how come I'm alive?"

Her voice sounded so small and broken there that for a moment he only stayed there, rooted on the jump seat and unable to move from her pleading eyes. He blamed himself. Of course he did. It was all his fault that Rose was hurting this much. He might have stolen her only chance at a normal life.

He stood up slowly, taking steady steps closer to the emotional human, but got stopped by her sudden question.

"Am I going to die?" she asked with unshed tears in her eyes, truly believing in what she was asking.

The Doctor took the last few steps towards his goal and places his hands firmly on her shoulders, giving them a squeeze. "Rose, you're not going to die. If you survived the years with it staying inside, that small amount of vortex is not going to kill you."

"But what if I… I dunno, what if I like…combust suddenly." She waved with her hands, gesturing. "Going off like some… some sort firework show and killing everyone around me or something?"

The Doctor narrowed his eyes at her, in wonder. "Combust?"

"Well I don't know!" Rose cried out, shrugging her hands with a chuckle coming out of her, like finding her own question silly. It seemed like a part of tension had left her body then. The Doctor joined in, smiling at her and reaching out to stroke her cheek tenderly.

"Rose Tyler, I can assure you, you're not going to combust in fireworks."

Rose closed her eyes, feeling momentary ashamed of her own outburst. "I'm being silly, aren't I?"

He tilted his head to the side, not really giving an answer.

"Rose, I know this was not what you signed up for, but believe me when I tell you that you're in no immediate danger."

He gently lifted her head to look in her eyes. "All right?"

"Yeh," she exhaled, giving him a tender smile in return. After the shared moment, they found themselves in a tight hug, wrapped around each other and just letting it all settle in. They exhaled together, letting some calm finally wash over them.

When they were ready to let go of each other, the two untangled themselves and greeted each other with spreading grins on their faces. Ultimately, the only real thing that mattered was that they had each other. That was simply enough for now. "I think we've got enough for one day," Rose spoke lightly.

"Quite right," the Doctor agreed with a smile of his own.

"Come on, then," Rose took a hold of his hand and tugged on it, letting the Doctor know when to follow her. "Fancy a cuppa?"

"That's so British." The Doctor faked a scandalised look. "Rose Tyler. Jackie must be growing on you."

"You're stuck with a British, mister." She pointed a finger towards his chest, laughing a little, until the Doctor got a hold of said finger, trapping it between them and leaned towards her face with a mischievous grin.

"Stuck with you, Miss Tyler, is not so bad. Not so bad at all. I quite like it, in fact."

There was a glint in his eyes that made Rose stick her tongue out of her teeth, giving him a look which made him weak to her. "Oh? How about you tell me all about it with a nice cup of tea?"

The Doctor grinned at her and straightened up, offering her his forearm. "Lead the way, my Lady."

With big grins on their faces, the pair descended the ramp and disappeared down the infinite corridors, only a glimpse of their conversation could still be heard.

"Doctor?"

"Hm?"

"So what did you do with those huon particles?" Rose's voice echoed somewhere far away, which was followed by a momentary silence.

"Oh. Right. Well that story, Rose Tyler, requires an extra meal of fish and chips to tell."

The sounds of chuckling echoed throughout the walls of the spaceship, with a gentle hum accompanying them what sounded close to happiness.

to be continued...

Huon particles - the logic is as with Donna. The Doctor activated the huon particles inside Rose and thus got the TARDIS to materialise around her.

Help - okay, so! I'm actually a bit nervous asking this but... I thought about it a lot and I decided that I'd like to look for a beta for my story. I might not be the worst when it comes to gramma but am certainly not the best and when rereading it time and time again I started to think that I'd really like to make this story of a better quality. And I'd need help from you for that. I never had a beta, so I'm not sure how they work exactly, so I decided to ask around my readers first. After all, you're familiar with my story and would probably feel more what could be added. Because I'd like a beta not only for the gramma but also to help me improve in writing some parts. Specifically 'descriptions' in AU chapters. The next part of my story is going to be an AU adventure so if I could find someone willing, it would probably be a collaboration between us.

Well, if anyone's interested, leave me a private message and we could see the details, try it out if it works and etc. Many thanks for you consideration!