The thing that scared Rose more than the blast headed straight for her heart was the fact that she almost welcomed the idea of death. She wouldn't have to feel pain, sadness, or loss any more. She would be free.

But Jack saw this coming and he sprang into action before the shot was even fired. He dove towards Rose, knocking her out of the way just in time. The blast, instead found its home in Jacks chest. He collapsed to the ground limp and not moving. Rose looked at him in shock from where she had been knocked to the ground. Her jaw dropped, and she hardly heard Aidan, Josh, or Hannah opening fire on the Sontaran. She just saw Jack, lying there, cold and unmoving. He was dead. She just knew it, she could tell. She had killed him. She saw Vivian rush forward and listen for a heartbeat, breathing, any sign of life, but there was nothing. Rose was right. Captain Jack Harkness was dead. And it was her fault.

She couldn't move, couldn't even cry. She couldn't do anything but stare, her mouth open in shock.

I killed him. I killed Jack. He's gone. The only person I had here and he's gone. Dead. And it's my fault.

She barely noticed as Vivian came over, checking her over, before hauling her to her feet. The rest of the team had killed the three Sontaran with only minor injuries. Things were never supposed to go like this. They were just supposed to talk things over. No one should have died on either side. No one ever died. Especially not Jack.

Rose just stared in shock as they were teleported back to Kings Cross and led back into their SUV's. Vivian drove, because Jack wasn't there to. Jack was gone. Forever. And it's my fault.

They pulled back into Torchwood, and were forced into the conference room for debrief. Rose just wanted to go home. She didn't want to face anyone, especially her Dad. It was her fault Jack was dead and everyone knew it.

Once they all were seated, Rose's team (minus Jack), the head of the field department, Jake Simmonds, and the Torchwood director, Pete Tyler, they began.

'What happened?' asked Pete simply. He had already been briefed on the main points of the situation, but didn't know any details.

'Ask Rose.' Said Aidan bitterly.

Rose couldn't even respond to that. Her head was spinning and aching, and she just felt so empty inside. She had two things that kept her going in this universe. Jack and the dimension cannon. Now they were both dead and hopeless.

'Rose…' Pete prompted when she didn't reply.

Rose turned to look him in the eye, she was still in a daze but enough was clear in her mind.

'I killed Jack.' She choked out, tears finally starting to fall. 'It's my fault he's dead. I killed him.' She had to stop talking as she was choked with sobs, tears now flowing freely. She knew she wasn't supposed to break down like this, especially in front of her team. She was their leader, she was supposed to remain strong for them, but this was just too much. She felt sick, and completely exhausted. Her head ached beyond belief and she just lost her best friend, her only friend in this universe. Now that the tears had started, they wouldn't stop and she sobbed freely.

If she would have looked up, she would have seen tears flowing from everyone else on her team. Jack, even though more serious in this universe, brought a light-heartedness to the team, no matter what the situation. Now that was lost forever. Even Aidan had tears in his eyes.

'Okay…' Pete sighed, taking in the broken team before him. 'We can put off debrief until tomorrow. Just please try and fill out your paperwork for tomorrow. Go home for today, you all need to get some rest.'

Everyone rose from their seats without another word, and headed home.

Sorry this one's really short, but it's exam week and I'm super busy and writers block and yeah.

Thanks to NicNack4U for the review, you are the only reason I even got this up.

I'm just sorry in general for this entire chapter.