Looking Through the Stars

I'm Not Him

Rose looked around the room. The bed neatly made and the room clean as the rest of the house. It was strange. Lying in bed without the Doctor's warmth; It was freezing. Suddenly she became sad, just as if she just finished a sad book.

"No more tears." she told herself. It only made it worse. She cried and cried; thinking of all the things she had done wrong. She blamed it on herself for what she had done. Finally, she fell asleep.

Ten

Still sitting on the empty beach, thinking. Sitting and thinking is all he did, did he miss something? He knows its been three months, but that wasn't today, was it?

"What? What have I done, Rose?" He talking sounded like a yell on the quite beach. He soon began to draw in the sand. Absent mindedly writing "Rose" in Gallifreyian.

"Oh, just tell me Rose. Tell me what I've done." He whispered barley audible, finally he cried for the first time that night. That horrible, dreadful night.

Rose

"Rose! Rose!" The Doctor screamed instead of help. When she reached him he was pale and gone. Gone.

Rose woke up sweaty and shaking. Looking at the clock it was five Am. No one was there to comfort her, no one she could tell. She sat on the bed and just stared blankly into nothing. Her mind buzzing, and she was not able to focus on a thing.

Sunlight quickly filled the room. She was still sitting in the bed, with the comforters surrounding her. Her alarm clocked blared at a quarter past seven. Snapping her out of her thinking, she quickly got dressed. Taking a bus to work for no reason. She still worked at the shop, as a manager. She's also been working part time at Torchwood, slowly its becoming a thing of the past.

Ten

The Doctor woke up on a cheap bed in a motel. His back aching, he didn't have any clothes with him and his flat was at least three miles away. He dressed and walked sluggishly out of the door. His eyes were red and his hair was ruffled. He walked to work, the office was quiet. He ended up just staring off into space the whole day. Finally he just left, everyone seemed to stare as he walked by. He just kept going, he was soon home. A sticky note was on his door.

"Doctor,

Come over, we need to talk.

Love,

Rose"

The Doctor changed and fixed his hair. Then ran out of the door. Rose's house was only four blocks away, it took him no time to get there. He hesitated as when he got to the house. Should he use his key, or knock? Rose seem to know, she walked up to the door and unlocked it.

"Uhh, err, sorry?" The Doctor said, nervous, he ran his hand through his hair.

"Its my fault." Rose said, looking up at him, her face red.

"Do you want to talk, or...?" He asked, never feeling so awkward around Rose.

She smiled a little and stepped aside letting him in the house. They sat down on the couch facing each other.

"I'm sorry, I just snapped." Rose said

"It's fine, I swear. Though, you may find your name on a beach." He said looking down.

"Have you been walking all day?" Rose asked.

"What? Oh, yea. Left my car here, wasn't very smart." he said. "I know I'm not the real Doctor, Rose. Its okay if you want to leave or what. I really do understand."

Rose looked at him "Doctor, if it felt strange or something I would have told you first. Yes, it still is taking me a while to get comfortable with this. But it doesn't mean I don't love you any less."

"I just thought you wouldn't want to be with me anymore, because I'm not him." The Doctor said

"It doesn't faze me Doctor, you told me on that beach that day. That we could spend the rest of our lives together. That's what I plan on doing, Just you and me." Rose said

She leaned over and kissed him gently. He closed his eyes, they were lost in the moment. Rose sat up and looked into his brown eyes.

"I love you."

"Rose Tyler, I love you too." He said, making sure to finish the sentence.