Gold DustI am Gold dustGold Dust by XxFlameFrost101xX
You are fire and ice, and something I can't hold
My gold heart is broken
As you slip through my fingers,
Please don't leave me,
I scattered gold dust from my burning heart to find you
Don't say goodbye, just hold me
I saw your ghost, like gold in my hands
But I can't touch you, not anymore
I am lifeless
Please save me from this darkness
This black hole, a life without you
I love you, forever and always
And I will stretch out my gold heart, gold dust
Burnished gold burning eyes to find you
Because you are part of me, I am part of you.
Wea re stardust, we are gold dust
A hand to hold, a heart to protect
Burning, smouldering embers,
Until I find you
Doctor Who: Buried - Chapter 2Rose was sure her muscles had never ached so much in her entire life. The Doctor hadn't stopped leaning on her for the past ten minutes and every moment he seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. She was forced to drag him by her side, as he moaned and grunted in pain every step of the way. She tried to keep him talking in hopes that he wouldn't collapse on her, asking him every few seconds if they were going in the right direction.Doctor Who: Buried - Chapter 2 by TheTennantDoctor
"We're nearly there, Doctor." She said to him as she noticed his eyelids drooping and his breath hitching slightly. She remembered they had arrived on the planet next to a giant lime stone which wasn't incredibly hard to spot. Thankfully, it came in to view as Rose turned in the path. But just as she spotted it, the Doctor suddenly let out a loud grunt and he grabbed onto Rose's arm with strength that dragged her down as he seemed to double over in agony, his hands clutching his stomach.
"Doctor?!" Rose exclaimed out of shock and fear as she tried to steady
Sleepless NightsSleepless Nights by nerdfighter4ever1
Rose had thought the dreams of Cybermen were bad enough. She didn't see how it could be any worse. But then she and the Doctor went to Krop Tor, and that all changed.
She hadn't slept since Zack and the crew had drugged her, before strapping her into the spaceship. She was tired, but she couldn't get herself to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, images flooded her head, of the Ood chasing her through the tunnels, of the Beast, and the black hole. But worst of all was when she thought she had lost the Doctor, her Doctor. Even a blink brought a flash of memory; she was terrified of what would happen once she was asleep.
It had been three days since then, three horrid sleepless nights, not including tonight. She wanted to tell the Doctor what was wrong; his presence was always so comforting, so caring. The Doctor hadn't noticed her lack of sleep yet, but he was bound to soon, and it worried her. What if he thought she was too weak, too scared, too som
As It Should Be, Chapter FiveChapter FiveAs It Should Be, Chapter Five by nerdfighter4ever1
As the Doctor pulled himself out of Rose’s mind, thinking about what he had just seen, Jack walked over to the pair. “Okay, this is great, all of this catch-up and secret messages and stuff, but I’m bored to death. And I dunno about you, but I really would like to go back to the normal universe. I mean, that was the whole point, right? Get Rose, bring her back to the normal universe? Or am I totally off here?"
“No, you're right,” said the Doctor. “Ready to get out of here, Rose?”
“You bet,” said Rose, giving the Doctor her brightest grin.
“Well then,” said the Doctor. “Allons-y!” He pulled a lever on the TARDIS console, and the whole machine jerked a bit as it dematerialized.
“Whoa!” laughed Rose. She fell backwards, and Jack caught her.
“I’ve got you,” he said, grinning.
“Yes, great, now give her back to me, Jack. You know full well
Mother's DayNinth DoctorMother's Day by InuHalfDemon
Over 900 years of traveling time and space and he was sure he hadn’t had anyone get under his skin like Captain Jack Harkness. He thought about this as he listened to Jack recall yet another of his outrageous – both in itself and in its amount of sexual content – stories to Rose while they gathered around the console within the TARDIS. He knew though that it was more because of Rose and not so much Jack that this was the case, more because of how she was listening to and laughing with someone else now, not just him. They had all just escaped an ordeal in Kyoto, Japan in the year 1336 which was incidentally far more of an interesting excursion than the one they had made to Raxacoricofallapatorius to return the egg of a Slitheen. Jack was certainly useful. He was smart, quick, maybe too bold at times and a tiny bit reckless in others but generally – assuming he wasn’t openly flirting with any or all of the local species – he was reli
Let's Take a Sick DayLet's Take a Sick Day by Ant-And-Rubber-Trees
This is the Tenth Doctor and Rose! I hope you like it!
The Doctor came out from under the console. Something was wrong. Something felt off.
Rose wasn't here.
That was it. She was usually out here by now, telling him to get out from wherever he was, have some breakfast, clean up, and yell at him for not taking better care of himself.
After adjusting a few knobs and levers to make sure the TARDIS stayed in the Vortex, he walked down one of the hallways until he reached Rose's room. Knocking softly, and not getting more of a response than a quiet grunt, he opened the door slowly.
He was greeted with the sight of a sweaty, flushed Rose curled up under her blankets and staring at him through half-closed eyes. "Hey, Doctor," she said, voice low and gravelly.
He rushed over to her bedside, putting the back of his hand on her forehead. "You're burning up!" he exclaimed. "I feel terrible," she replied quietly.
"Shhh, don't talk. I think you're losing your voice, too," the Docto
LockdownLockdownLockdown by StormWolfRoranicus
Written for the Doctor-x-Rose-Club fanfiction contest #8
“Rose, get down!” The Doctor yelled as more sparks flew from the TARDIS console.
Rose, however, had little choice in the matter as the TARDIS suddenly lurched sideways, knocking her to the floor anyway. Deciding that it would be better to just wait it out, she clung to the coral strut nearest to her, watching as the Doctor dashed around the console, flicking switches, pushing buttons, pulling levers and- occasionally- hitting things with a mallet. Whatever the Doctor had done seemed to have worked as the ship stopped lurching and eventually settled down. Taking a deep breath and blowing the hair out of her face, Rose hesitantly peeled her hands from the strut and stood up, dusting herself down. The Doctor was looking as dishevelled as she felt; his hair was a complete mess- Rose wondered idly how he’d managed to get it even messier than usual-, his glasses were slipping down his nose, his tie had be
A Bad Dream (Rose x Ten)"Mommy?" Rose stirred awake to her daughter's voice. "I had a bad dream."A Bad Dream (Rose x Ten) by Flying-With-The-Owls
"Come here, love. What did you dream about?"
"I dreamed that you and Daddy died." Rose held her daughter tightly. "Can you tell me a story?"
"Of course, sweetheart. What do you want to hear about?"
"The man who I'm named after."
"Again?" Rose stroked the young girl's silky brown hair.
"What's going on?" The Doctor stirred awake and sat up.
"Michaela couldn't sleep."
"Did you have a bad dream again?"
"Yeah." Michaela buried her head in Rose's chest. Just then, the infant in the crib began to wail.
"I think we woke Danny up." The Doctor got out of bed and picked up the noisy child. The large golden retriever thumped its tail but didn't wake up. The Doctor rocked his son back and forth until his cries turned into little mews. He walked over to the large fireplace built into the room and lit a fire before going back to his warm bed.
"Mommy, tell me about my name." Michaela looked at Rose with large eyes.
Always Be HereIt wasn't like the Doctor to be so dark and brooding for long periods of time. Rose tried to talk to him but he shut her out, ignored her. They hadn't left the TARDIS in a few days. Rose wasn't even sure if theh were still in the vortex or if they'd landed.Always Be Here by midnighttopha
She found him in what she called his study, a room with a desk, shelves of books, and an oversized leather armchair. He was sitting in the chair and for the first time, Rose thought he looked so small. His head was in his hands, elbows resting on the desk. He didn't look up when she came beside him.
All she did was sit on the rug and stay silent, a tactic she hadn't tried yet. He reached down, searching for her hand and held it tightly, like he was afraid she would disappear. A few moments later he began to speak softly.
"200 years ago, Rose."
She stayed quiet, waiting to see if he'd continue.
"Roughly 200 years ago, I killed everyone. The Time War ended. Everything ended and I'm alone." He looked at her, the only tear sh
Memoria AgerMemoria AgerMemoria Ager by aqua-mirage
Characters: 10, Rose
Genre: Angst, hurt/comfort
Summary: He opens his eyes, and she's standing on the other side of the stream, smiling softly.
He had always avoided coming here. Nightmares were just as easy to conjure as daydreams on Memoria Ager, and often more potent; nine hundred years had left him with more darkness than he liked. It was also because he was scared about how this place would affect his companions; their wills were strong, but they were only human, and even humans couldn't resist a world where their desires were fact and they could live in an illusion. After the war he'd avoided even a mention of it altogether, knowing how close he was to madness, and knowing that if he landed on Memoria Ager, he would so very easily tip over into a downward spiral which he couldn't escape. But this time, the pain is too hard to ignore; the memories too strong to forget, as he had done in the past.
The stark white wall haunts him now, lurking in his memories, her face f
Remember These WordsRemember These Words by IamHewolf
Sam's first trip to the Angel Bar between worlds was everything Dean told him about. It was a complete mix of dusty bar and elegance. Absolutely having to test out one of the better stories about it, Sam went up to the stunningly gorgeous bartender for a beer. When he was handed the bottle with a smile, he frowned when he couldn't find the label. A raised eyebrow at the grinning, voluptuous, brunette, and he put the brown bottle to his lips.
The liquid that passed over his tongue gave Sam a shiver, and he couldn't stop the pull on it for a while. The beer was everything he loved about the drink, and none of the bitter bite in the back of the throat that he hated. Letting up on it, he was beside himself. "Oh my God, that's awesome," he said quietly, staring at the bottle. "Dean, you gotta try this!"
Bumping his shoulder, Dean made his way to the bar. "Great aint it?" he said with childlike glee. "Never goes empty either! Wish they'd let us take them with us."
"Sorry Dean, you know the r
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