When I woke it felt as if a fog was covering my thoughts, I felt disoriented. Somehow I knew I had awoken before but I couldn't remember.

It felt as if I was missing something.

A loud snap made me shrink back.

My eyes tried to quickly blink to clear the blurriness.

My eyes cleared just in time to see a tall man with dark blonde hair fall to the ground. His neck odd, his eyes unseeing.

He's dead. No, that's not right. I know him, who is he?

Tears pooled in my eyes.

I stood on wobbly legs.

The statues that surrounded me all converged on the man, fists raised.

"Stop!" I ran forward. I tripped and fell down the small downcline. As soon as I reached his sides, I fell to my knees by his side. "Wake up please wake up."

I glared up at the approaching statues, "Don't you dare hurt him!"

What was I doing? Hadn't he died?

Another loud crack sounded and a huge breath of air was heard.

I turned to find the man sitting up his hand to his neck as if checking it.

"You're alive?"

I blinked but saw the statue's fist hovering an inch above his head.

I crawled forward.

"Don't hurt him."

"Rose," a voice croaked.

I looked at the man, "Who?"

His eyes widened, the only warning before a raised fist crashed down on his head in the blink of an eye.

I stared down at the man unconscious again, there was so much blood.

Tears fell down my cheeks as I covered his body with mine and felt as the other raised fist only brushed over my hair.

I wasn't sure what was driving me.

I just knew I needed to protect this person.

I looked around to find all the statues with their eyes focused on me.

"What are you waiting for?" I whispered.

"Rose!" Another voice called, it felt familiar just like the person I protected.

I looked behind me at the person standing at the entrance of the ruins. Shaved head, big ears, intense blue eyes.

Who was he?

It was as if the statues were stopping me from remembering.

I looked back at the one in my arms, afraid that if I looked away too long the statues would hurt him again.

A horrible crunch seemed to echo around me.

A gasp of ragged breath had me looking over my shoulder.

The tall man was on his knees clutching at his heart lost for breath, another statue raising their hand above their head over him.

"It's all my fault." I whispered.

Why? Why was it my fault?

I looked away, something blue caught in the corner of my eye. I looked up and there on the hill overlooking the ruin was a blue box.

Lights within sparkling dimly and its edges hazy.

I know you, don't I?

Another horrible crunch and a pained yell.

I looked over to see the tall man now face down on the ground moaning.

No this isn't right. This isn't how it ends.

I stood on shaking legs. I clutched at my chest where my heart resided, pain radiated through it and a sharp pain at my temples and forehead nearly had me collapsing to the ground. It felt like a battering ram was trying to come inside.

I closed my eyes.

A tug on my sleeve caused me to look back at the statues crowding around me.

"No this isn't right."

'Let me in!' A voice cried.

I looked at the dying men at my feet and back at the blue box.

"Ok."

Heat radiated through my bones, flooding my system with euphoria. I opened my eyes and looked down to see my body glowing.

I opened the gates in my mind and a comforting feeling swept through my mind cleaning up the cobwebs that had grown there. Shooing the shadows out until light shone in every corner.

"I know who I am." I stared at each of the statues. Power surged through my veins as I felt the anger rise in me. My gaze fell upon my loved ones who were hurt. "And you have made a very fatal mistake."

I gathered the heat to the centre of me before I opened my eyes gazing at each statue and let it go. Tendrils of pure white gold light came from me wrapping around each statue, leaving only one untouched.

The tendrils squeezed them until cracks formed, threatening to turn them into rubble.

The familiar voice of my sister spoke,

'Don't forget your gift. Sister, do what I can not.'

My hand reached out touching the tendrils of light.

I could see the past, present and future of each one. For some I reached back into their past stopping them from the decision that made them what they were now. Their actions undone, time rewritten.

Others whose actions shaped too much of history I squeezed the tendrils around tighter and tighter until they became nothing but rubble and dust.

I lashed out the heat damaging the remaining rubble so no eyes were left behind.

I turned toward the only statue remaining.

I commanded it, "Tell the others what happened here today."

I blinked.

The remaining statue was gone.

I ran to the Doctor, careful not to trip on my hair that had grown to defying lengths now.

I knelt before him checking his pulse, "Only one heartbeat."

A cough came to my left and Jack rested a hand on my shoulder.

"We need to get him inside the TARDIS."

With a tendril of energy I seared an uneven cut through my long hair, leaving it behind as I got on one side of the Doctor and Jack on the other.

It was a long trek up the hill to the TARDIS but when we got there, her doors opened for us.

Jack took off his jacket and placed it as a pillow below the Doctor's head.

I bent down over my Doctor, my fingertips tracing over his forehead, nose and lips.

"This time it looks like you need a doctor."

My lips brushed against his and I searched out our connection only feeling a tendril of it.

'Come back to me my Doctor.'

His pulse was so faint.

I sat back, my hand running over his cheek to the tip of his ear, his eyes fluttered open.

I looked down to see his hands already gaining a firelight glow.

A large hand came up to cradle my cheek, "I wanted to take you to so many places."

My smile was bittersweet, "You still will. This is not a goodbye my Doctor, merely another hello."

He chuckled before a hacking cough came from him, evidence from his internal injuries on his hands.

I bent to kiss him on the forehead.

"It's easy for you, you've already met him."

A choking laugh came from him.

I ran a finger down his high cheekbones, "Maybe so but I'll get to welcome you this time."

His brilliant blue eyes shut, "Get back, Rose. It's started."

I stepped back obediently watching as all his limbs became enveloped in golden light like the vortex was pouring out from him.

His yell sounded so painful and sad.

Jack wrapped an arm around my waist as we watched our Doctor change.

A new Doctor sat up slowly as the light faded from his features.

From the moment his eyes opened I could feel the change. He was no longer the same as before and yet there was a strong sense of familiarity.

He was like a Starling who had been reborn. For was I not merely another incarnation of the other Rose Tylers'. Raised the same from infancy; with another set of memories in my mind.

"Hello, oh, new teeth, that's odd."

I watched as the new Doctor licked his teeth before sitting up fully, his head tilted to the side.

"Now where was I? Oh yes! I've got to go save Rose!"