DW: VindicatedThe Doctor sauntered into the TARDIS with a grin stuck firmly on his face. The museums curator had just finished speaking to him. He was quite elated ever since he was told the actual title of the painting Elizabeth I had somehow gotten hold of.
Gallifrey Falls No More.
That means that absolutely bonkers plan he concocted with his former selves actually worked! His home and people were alive and safe in a pocket parallel universe. Now he just had to go and find them!
Thoughts about another parallel universe filtered through his head. Another version of himself would never know of this victory. But he was with someone who always helped him work through the darkness inside him. The Doctor tried to take some comfort in knowing Rose Tyler was with him. The woman who healed his hearts so many years ago.
“Clara?” He looked around for his current companion in the console room. He called out her name again directing his vo
DW: Deja VuNOTE: This story contains spoilers from the Doctor Who novel The Stone Rose.
Rose considered the Doctor to be her best friend in the entire universe. They travelled and had wonderful adventures, oftentimes saving people and civilisations along the way. Rose loved it all: the thrill of seeing new places and time periods, the running (of which there was a ridiculous amount of) into and out of danger with his hand clasped firmly around hers, and even her travelling companion. She knew it was silly; she was human and he was a nine-hundred-year-old alien who even looked too old for her by Earth standards. He didn’t even seem interested in her in that way at all, so she just kept things within the bounds of friendship.
Still, she could almost pinpoint the moment she realised she truly loved him. It was when he activated Emergency Programme One to send her home. She knew, of course, that he was trying to act in her best interests.
DW: I'm HereJust a note that this is completely separate from my story "New Beginnings". This is a different re-imagining of Rose's feelings towards Tentoo after "Journey's End".
Rose couldn't sleep. She couldn't even get comfortable in her large four-poster bed. She tried everything from counting sheep to some bizarre alien breathing technique she had learned while travelling on the TARDIS.
That's where she felt she should be at that moment instead of still stuck in this bloody parallel world.
After spending so much time and effort she finally found the Doctor again, only to be dumped back on the same Norwegian beach without him even giving her the courtesy of saying goodbye, or even asking where she wanted to go.
It wasn't just her and her mum he left behind. He also left behind his half-human clone.
Rose felt a stab of guilt thinking about this duplicate. Before the Doctor left she prodded both of them to finish the sentence he began a long time ago. The Time Lord s
Mother's DayNinth Doctor
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
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.
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
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