K guys. I HATED the way Dr Who ended, I don't how long I cried for after...but I needed a happy ending. So here's what I wished had happened.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I am a nobody. However I am working on that...both parts.

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The Doctor smiled sadly.

"I'm burning up a sun just to say goodbye,"

Rose moved closer.

"You look like a ghost," she said, her voice a whisper

"Hold on,"

And then there he was, standing before her, the same suit, the same features she had memorised. But his cheeky smile was gone, now he looked drawn and pale.

"Can I…..?" she reached out her hand, shaking slightly. He shook his head, smiling sadly

"I'm just an image. No touch."

She closed her eyes. Just for a moment. Willing the pain away.

"Can't you come through properly?" she asked, sounding broken. The Doctor looked around him, as if looking for something to make her wish come true.

"The whole thing would fracture," he looked at Rose, wanting her to understand it wasn't his fault. "Two universes would collapse."

"So?" she asked, her desperation asking him to do the impossible, and he smiled, lighting the shadows on his face.

"Where are we? Where did the gap come out?" he scrunched his face and looked around. Rose smiled at him, her eyes tear filled.

"We're in Norway," she managed to say, "About 50 miles out of Bergen." She pausedand glanced at him, "It's called Daligauldstrandsen."

"Dalek?" The Doctor exclaimed horrified. Rose shook her head.

"Da-LIG. It' s Norweigen for bad." He looked at her confused. Rose smiled shakily.

"This translates as Bad Wolf Bay." She laughed and the Doctor grinned at the irony of the situation. Rose bit on her lip.

"How long have we got?" The smile vanished from his face.

"Bout 5 minutes," She pushed her hair back from her eyes fiercely and the Doctor could see fresh tears cursing down her face.

"I can't think of what to say," she admitted. He smiled back at her and gazed into the distance.

"You've still got Mr Mickey then," he commented, indicating the small group of people standing huddled by the car behind her.

"There's five of us now," Rose said quietly, "Mum, Dad, Mickey, me." She paused slightly and glanced at him. 'And the baby'.

He looked down at her, his expression soft, mouth and eyes widened in surprise.

"You're not…….?" He asked gently. Rose glanced down, and bit her lip.

'I am. About three months along.' The doctor looked at her, slightly confused, the hurt noticeable on his face. 'Congratulations'. His voice broke slightly, and she looked up.

'It's not Mickey's'. she said. 'If that's what you're thinking. In fact, I don't even know how I'm pregnant.' He cocked his head slightly, questioning, but relief shining in his eyes.

'There's something different about the baby.' She smiled bitterly. 'There's something different about me. Mum keeps saying my eyes glow gold. And I can literally feel the baby inside me. It's not human.' He took a step forward and stretched out his hand, before realising he couldn't touch her.

The fear for her must have shown on his face, and Rose quickly amended her statement.

'Not entirely human, I meant.' She said. She looked down again. 'It's half Gallifreyan.' The Doctor stumbled back, shock written across his face, and Rose covered her face with her hands, tears coursing down her cheeks.

'Rose...' He broke off and looked away, his attention caught by something. 'The rift is closing. Rose, are you sure..' his voice was desperate, and she nodded.

'Doctor. I l...' her grief and tears overwhelmed her, and she looked down, composing herself slightly. 'I love you.' The Doctor smiled through his shock.

'And I suppose, if it's the last chance I'll get to say it, Rose Tyler. I love you.'

And he faded. Leaving her to her grief. She sank to her knees, ignoring the sea water soaking through her jeans. He was gone. He was actually gone. Forever.

Forever.

Tremors wracked her body, and she gasped for air as she wept, heaving sobs being pulled from her body. She didn't know how long she knelt there for. She didn't notice when a pair of arms encircled her, or when Pete lifted her gently from the beach.

All that mattered was that he was gone.

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The Doctor stared in shock, a tear slowly tracking down his cheek. He bought his hands to his face. He couldn't understand how. How? How was Rose pregnant with a Gallifreyan baby? It was impossible. He looked around him. And his gaze stopped on the hatch to the Time Vortex.

Can..would it...was it possible?

Then his mind kicked itself into gear. Only one way to find out.

Am I gonna continue? Review, and I will. Please? Pretty please? See? I'm not above begging :D