A picked Rose TenRose Doctor Who.

I can't help but wonder

Doctor's POV:

I've now lost all my companions. There all gone and it's broken my hearts. The one person who made my chest ache was Rose Tyler. She was the love of my life and was now gone forever. At least she's safe, safe with me.

I frowned. She can't possibly be safe with me. Even human me is probably going to go blundering in on any adventure pulling Rose along.

I softly stroked the console. I felt tears fall from my eyes. Rose, that name in my head. The name that kept me fighting.

"Why?" I screamed kicking the console in a mixture of frustration and anger. I need her, I need her delicate skin in my grasp. I need her golden hair nuzzled against my chest. Most of all I needed her soft lips against mine.

I know I never needed much sleep but even when I did all my nightmares of the time war returned and a new nightmare occurred. It was my Rose slaughtered in front of me by cybermen as I was held back. Needless to say I always woke up sweating and crying holding her jacket for dear life.

I solemnly walked to her room as I hesitated to touch the handle. I traced my finger over the painted Rose on the door that signified it was her room.

I finally opened the door , guilt and despair took over my body and I couldn't help but cry.

The room was exactly as it was left. Her indentation was still marked into her mattress.

The air smelt like her, such a gorgeous perfume that seemed to have always radiated her. I slowly walked in and shut the door behind me careful not to slam it.

I trudged my feet over to her bed and collapsed. I buried my face into her pillows and covered myself with her blankets. I wept and wept. "Rose Tyler, Why did you leave me?" I cried into her pillow. " I ..... I l--love you." I sobbed.

I was so lonely. I've never felt so alone in all my years. I'm so pathetic, I'm a 903 year old TimeLord crying over a 19-year-old human girl. I would sacrifice the world just to have her with me. I began to think. Just what if I go back and take her with me. No I can't , it could destroy two whole parallel universes.

What if she's not safe? These words echoed throughout my hearts. I should have her here cradled into my arms until we're both just bones. With her being human and all it wouldn't be that pleasant to hold her decaying body in my hands for many more years to go.

If anyone or anything were to harm her and I wasn't there.... it would be worse than dying itself.

If only I could have her be nearly immortal like me. Never aging and always up for a task. Her smile stung my brain as her tongue poked through her teeth causing me to blush.

"Someday I will find a way to bring you back home." I say hopelessly knowing I'm just lying to myself.