Take me out into the darkness of the Contagious streets
Where I could save you
and you could simply save me
I'd never abandon you
so save me forever
and we'd never let go
Even if you were Contagious
I'd be kissing you till you were dead
Never even thinking twice
about the fate of my own life
I'll take you away where
the darkness can't find you
and we'd never get
We'd never fall apart
so never let go of my
and this last kill will never end
So I'd do anything, anything, anything
to hold your hand
I don't care if your sick
I don't care if your Contagious
so they'll never take us alive
The night can be deadly
I'd never let go of you're hand
Written-8/17/10 posted- 8/20/10
A Hand to HoldThe Doctor lay awake in his bed staring at the ceiling, which had a replica of Gallifreyan night skies projected on it. Rose hadn't wanted to let go of his hand while she slept, but he eventually had to pull his hand away from hers and leave. It was a moment he knew how much she needed him. His mind wandered back to their first adventure together after he regeneratedthe one on Christmas day. She had taken his hand while they stood outside watching it "snow." It was then he realised that his new body, his new hand, was made for her. So after today's traumatic experience, all he could do was sit beside her while she fell asleep and hold her hand.A Hand to Hold4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yet he wasn't sure if she had noticed that whenever they held hands, they fit together perfectly. He wasn't sure if she truly felt anything. He didn't want to ask, and he didn't want to say anything that could cause her to leave. Sighing away his thoughts, he sat up in bed and got out. He slipped on a pair of sweatpants over his boxers and
I won't let goIt had fallen through the mail slot with only her name written on it. Curious, she picked it up and opened the envelope. Inside was a handwritten letter. "Dear Rose " it began.I won't let go4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You're not going to want to believe this, but I promise every word of it is true. Do you remember that day in the shop? Everything seemed like a normal day. But then you met him. You met a man who grabbed your hand and told you to run. And you never let go of that hand. He left you, though, standing alone at Dårlig Ulv Stranden on the worst day of your life. And you never saw him again.
I know you're reading this, wondering why anyone would want to remind you of that day, but I promise it's for a good reason. I'm different now. I regenerated and I'm travelling with new people. But I never forgot you, Rose. I think about the adventures we had every day. Oh those times, Rose, I hope they've never left you either.
I know this letter isn't much. I know I broke your heart. I know yo
I Found a WayShe was there, sitting under a tree in the park, just like she always did after work. He stood still, unsure of whether or not he should go over.I Found a Way4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She looked up at the approaching man. He was dressed like he was a university professor but he looked to young to have that level of degree. "Hello," she said.
"Good afternoon," he replied. He sat beside her.
"Are you a professor?" she asked.
"Of sorts." He wanted to tell her who he was, but he knew he had to let her figure it out for herself. "Just got out of work?"
She sighed. "Yeah, rough day today. People always askin' too much of me. Sometimes I think I ought to quit, go find another job somewhere else .Why am I telling you this?"
"People seem to do that when I'm around. It's a bad habit of mine." He looked over his shoulder. Amy was looking for him. He hadn't told her what he was doing.
"Well, I ought to get home. Mum and Dad are probably wondering where I'm at, and I really don't want to have Mum callin'."
Doctor Who: ReunionDoctor Who: Reunion8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(WARNING! SPOILERS THROUGH "DOOMSDAY"!)
"When One Door Closes", by Blaidd ferch Lloer
Chapter 1: All in a Day's Work
She was 22 now, yet for Rose Tyler, her current life much different from what it had been for her first nineteen years; the last three years might as well have never happened. On the weekdays, she would get up, go to work, come home, go to bed. On the weekends, she would, to put it his way, eat chips, go to bed, and watch telly.
Oh, and she had lunch, or tea, or dinner, or drinks -- something -- nearly every day with her best friend, Mickey Smith. Well, okay, there was one small change there: he was called Ricky now, at least to the world at large. No, make that two changes -- he'd been her boyfriend, way back when. But other than a slight change in title, their relationship now wasn't much altered, except
Never ForgottenNever ForgottenNever Forgotten3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Pairing: 10-2/Rose, one sided Mickey/Rose
Summary: What happened to Rose when the Doctor didn't exist?
"John!" Rose screams as the world shakes around her. Her husband is at her side in an instant, his eyes wide and terrified, his hair littered with bits of plaster and glass. A window nearby shatters, and they dive to the ground, him partly on top of her to shield her from the flying shards. She flinches involuntarily, turning to look at him, face pale and drawn with exhaustion.
"Rose," he says. "There's nothing I can do this " He swallows.
She wraps her arms around him, holding back a sob. The world shudders, and she can hear the building falling around them. They crawl toward the nearest available table and take refuge as the ceiling rains down around their heads. Nearby, the baby TARDIS is screaming in their minds, and it's more than enough to know what has caused this.
Somehow, the universe is ceasing to exist, and soon it will be their turn to disapp
Stealing RoseA light wind rustled the leaves on the trees as the Doctor walked along the gravel path. The stones crunched under his feet. He shoved his hands in his pockets and stared down at his converse as he walked, not wanting to look at what was around him. He knew where to go anyway.Stealing Rose4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jackie hadn't let him attend the service, calling it a disgrace and blaming him for everything. IT wasn't his fault well, maybe it had partially been his fault. But he had watched the service from afar, keeping hidden so as not to make a scene.
Rose had scampered off onto the planet before he could tell her to wait. They hadn't bothered to check the scanner. It had been a normal adventure, until the hooded men had come. He had tried to stop them, he really had, but they had taken her and vanished. He had spent the better half of the week making inquiries and tracking them down. He had found her in a gloomy mansion. She was lying on the floor, eyes closed. He had crouched beside her, sweeping her h