Forever

I'll Find You

Here's some info you need to know in order to understand this chapter. A Level 5 grade human is something I made up. All it is is a person that is from the UK, has blonde hair, and measures exactly five feet, four inches.

DOCTOR'S POV

Rose and I stood up quickly when we heard loud footsteps thundering down the hall toward us. "Take the girl," the commander of the squad ordered. "In the meantime, I'm going to take this one to the boss." He shot me a dangerous smirk as his men marched into our cell and dragged Rose away. "Doctor!" she screamed, more worry and newfound fear etched across her face. Helplessness overtook me, and I cried out, "Don't worry. I'll find you!" While watching Rose growing smaller in the distance, I had the feeling that I would sadly have to adhere to Rule #1: the Doctor lies.

The leader of the High Council had no mercy or kindness; he demanded to know who I was and how I got here. "I'm telling you, we used a TARDIS and my name is irrelevant to this discussion." I said with clenched teeth, wanting so bad to run off and find Rose. There was no telling what they were doing to her now.

"Well then, before I choose your fate, tell me why you decided to bring a Level 5 grade human to our planet." the man said, his strong voice echoing around The room. "What?" I exclaimed. "Since when were Level 5 grade humans banned from Gallifrey?" The last time anyone had been banned from Gallifrey was... well; I don't know when.

"We decided to take away their visitation privileges after discovering that this certain group of people possessed the knowledge of dishonesty and poor workmanship. Obviously, we did not want them ruining our society with their pitiful lives." the assistant of the head leader informed me.

"You don't understand. You haven't mingled enough with the humans to know that every single one of them has their own personality. Take my dear friend, Rose, for example. Although, she shares the physical characteristics of a Level 5 grade human, she is very trustworthy and works very hard to save whatever needs saving." I retorted; each word flew from my mouth one after the other, much like a fleet of boats setting sail from the harbor.

The leader yawned before announcing, "Looks like it's time for my morning nap. But before you return to your cell, I'd like to say this: let's all hope that you're not the one in need of saving." With that, he gave a smug look in my direction and walked away.

What did he mean, my brain questioned me. I replayed the words many times in my head until it clicked. Was the man implying that Rose might not be alive or well enough to save me if it was necessary?

ROSE'S POV

The group of men took me to a room decorated much like the jail cell I was taken from only minutes before. I couldn't help but wonder what was to happen to the Doctor. After all, he had just been arrested by his own people on his own planet. I would be a little shocked as well.

More importantly, how would he come up with a plan? When we were discussing our options of escape earlier, he didn't offer many suggestions. It scared me a little bit; since when has the Doctor not found a solution to any problem that we've faced? I just hoped he would think of one by the time he needed it.

I glanced around at my surroundings in case I had to tell the Doctor where I was (assuming we would meet again soon, of course). The decor wasn't very creative; gray and white covered all of the walls. One thing, however, did stand out to me. Handcuffs chained to the wall were lined in a long row.

Apparently, this room was where prisoners were tortured, I noted to myself, as I saw another group of soldiers using an unusual object to shoot a pale man tied to the wall. The man screamed, writhing uncontrollably from the pain that seared through his body. I turned my head in the opposite direction;

I didn't have the heart to look any more.

Suddenly, a gruesome thought occurred to me. Was I going to share the same fate as the man being tortured only a few feet behind me? I shuddered, not wanting to think about such things, but couldn't help it. What if the Doctor couldn't save me? What if he was too late? No, I reprimanded myself. The Doctor will come. He always comes. I was silly to even consider the fact that the Doctor wouldn't be able to save the day. What was I thinking? I've got nothing to worry about...

DOCTOR'S POV

When we first got here, I didn't think of the consequences of anything bad that might occur. What's the worst thing that could happen, I asked myself, at the time unknowing of what the Gallifreyans were capable of. Silly me; I had absolutely no idea how I would rescue Rose from their tight grip.

I couldn't help but let my mind wander as I blocked out all surrounding noises that filled the air. What if I never saw Rose again? What if she died before I could get to her? How could I sit here knowing that she's somewhere else and I'm doing nothing to save her? I searched through the back of my mind, finding just the memory I was looking for.

It was the time when I had sent her back in the TARDIS while trying to create a delta wave. I wasn't sure if it would work out as planned and in that moment, I remembered my promise to Jackie. I remembered telling her that I would return Rose safely to Earth if anything major might happen or was happening that could result in her death.

Though it wasn't that long ago (considering my age), it seemed like forever. I couldn't break my promise now, not after all we'd been through. I was going to rescue Rose and send her back to the parallel universe, no matter what the cost.

Focusing so much on forcing myself to think of a plan, I could barely hear the sound of the shot ring out. I swear, my hearts stopped beating in that moment. What was worse was the scream that followed after. The unmistakable scream of Rose Tyler. She was dying.