When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw were stars. A starry night sky. They were shining brightly above his head. His lips twitched lightly. It could be a dream made up by his drugged brain. It was a good thing, he had hoped there would be stars for his death. Because he was dying, right? He had fought them all for Rose's safety and they had taken him down. Good death. For the woman he loved. For the lost Goddess of Time. He had made amend for the wrong he had done and was finally going peacefully. He closed his eyes again, a soft humming was soothing him, keeping him calm and in peace. He had never thought he would go that way, so calmly, so peacefully. Some deaths were giving just that. But not to him, never to him.
His surroundings were clearer and he could hear and feel everything around him. He was aware of the light swinging of the place, the comfort of the bed he was lying in, the presence of a cold body snuggled up against him. He could hear the soft humming soothing him and the regular breathing of the person close to him. His lips twitched again. He was in the TARDIS, in his bedroom, and Rose was sleeping by his side. How they had made it to here, he wouldn't know until she told him. Because she could only be the one who brought them back home. He looked down at Rose and ran a hand through her hair. She was deeply asleep, and her skin was cold, colder than his. And yet, she was fine. He could feel it in his core. It was new. They had a soulmate bond. A body and mind bond.
He glanced at his bare chest and saw what he expected to see. He remembered the burn in his chest when Rose and him had kissed earlier. He checked Rose's chest. She had it too. She had created the unbreakable bond between them, a bond that only appeared between two beings who belonged together. It was very rare, and they had it. Something good for once. He turned his gaze back to his chest and observed the circular Gallifreyan tattoo forever engraved in the skin above his hearts. He couldn't help but smile. He softly kissed the top of Rose's head, and got immersed in her scent. She moved and let out a small groan. She cuddled closer to him. She was waking up. Her mind was becoming active again. He could feel her, her sleepiness, her love for him.
"Thank you," he murmured. "Thank you for everything."
He didn't need to say more. His mind was speaking for him, and she could read it all. She smiled sleepily and nuzzled his arm. She didn't say a word. And yet, she had plenty of questions: about their new relationship, about their future, about her. He read them all in her mind and promised her to answer later. She let him see the memories of their escape, how she manipulated minds and Time, and made everything about him disappear. And everybody lived, absolutely fantastic!
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Down to Earth
Fanfic"Instead of killing himself, he could rewrite his whole life and have a better one. He only had to use the Chameleon arch. And maybe finally be happy in a life where his past as killer wouldn't weight so much on his shoulders."
