This is my first go at writing a Doctor Who Fic. I have a load of chapters already written so I shall be posting them weekly just cause I like schedules and I need to finish the later chapters and Id rather not keep you waiting for ages. So I figured Id post a bit at a time instead of clusters here and there. I sadly do not own Doctor Who or have any affiliation with the BBC.-Briar

She had almost died, again.

He had had some companions get into tight spots before but she was setting new records for jeopardy friendly, Rose was. That Dalek could have killed her. It would have killed her if its DNA had not been corrupted by hers. That stupid ape. Blimey, could he choose them or what?

Everybody knows that everybody dies, and no one knows it better than the Doctor, but if this one, little, insignificant, pink and yellow human were to die; the Doctor knew he would die as well. It was uncanny, the way she had been able to get through all of his barriers; under his skin.

Rose was smart, brilliant, as a matter a fact. She was gorgeous, she was. And now he had to share her with some wanna-be-genious git. One trip as a reward. Let him see the stars, she said. Why had he agreed? Cause she'd asked, that's why. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"Doctor? Where we off to next then?"

"Where'd you want to go? Backwards or forwards?" The Doctor stood up and began frantically pulling at random levers as Rose walked in to the console room from deep within the TARDIS.

"Forwards. Somewhere far off." The Doctor looked up at Rose as she neared him. Bright smile illuminating her features.

"Where'd you leave pretty boy then? Cant have him running around on his own, might brake something, him."

Rose gave an exasperated sigh. "Adam couldn't sleep, so I left 'im in the library. Said somethin' about n'ver seein' anythin' like it."

"My library? You left pretty boy alone in my library?"

"I reckon he cant break a book Doctor."

"That's not the point. Knowledge beyond his time period, in there. Besides, there's a planet where the books are made out of glass. Cant sing, cant whistle, can't have any banana peels lying about. Can you imagine, a world with no bananas? Dreadful sort of planet. Never went back." He finished off with that manic smile of his but became serious almost immediately. "You alright?"

"Yeah. You?" Rose replied, a bit taken a back by his sudden seriousness.

"Just asking. Couple of close calls lately is all."

"'M alright."

"You sure?"

"Doctor, am just fine. All in one piece, see?" Rose gestured at herself as if she were the award on a prize show on the telly. The Doctor looked down at his feet and then back up at Rose. His arms folded across his body and a solemn look on his face. She was so young, but she was so brave. She always put her well being after that of others.

"I'm just saying, I killed you." The Doctor's face suddenly contorted into one of forced humor. "I've killed you loads of times now, in fact. I'm sorry."

"Doctor, 's not your fault. I told you. I knew what I was getting meself into when I agreed to travel with you. I knew it was dangerous. What I told you in Downing Street still holds Doctor." Rose approached the Doctor and unfolded his arms, grabbing hold of his hand. Their fingers intertwined into the perfect fit. "I know that things are bigger than me. You've showed me that, and whatever happens, Id never change any of it for the world."

"Rose…What I said, about my people, about the Time War. They're gone, my people, but its not just cause of the Daleks and the War. It's…because of what I had to do to end the War. The Moment…Oh, Rose. It was my fault. It was all my fault. My people gone. That Dalek was the last remaining survivor besides me. I am alone now, officially, the last survivor of the Last Great Time War. The last of the Time Lords traveling in the last TARDIS." The Doctor paused and moved his right hand to Rose's cheek, almost closing the space between them. "If that Dalek had killed you because of me, I wouldn't have been able to live with it. What it said, the Dalek, about killing the one woman I love, I wouldn't have been able to live with it Rose." Rose held her breath. She looked up into the Doctor's eyes. The usually blue orbs where a clouded gray filled with pain and hurt, a look older than time itself. "Rose, you have brought light into my darkness. You filled the emptiness. If something happened to you…"

"Doctor…" Rose gasped as the Doctor finally erased any empty space between their bodies and his lips came crashing down on hers. It was a desperate kiss, seeking comfort and reassurance. The Doctor released her hand only to grab on to her waist, crushing her to him. He moved his lips against hers and as she overcame the shock of what was happening, Rose reciprocated the kiss. She opened up to him, a powerful sound escaping him as she welcomed him into her mouth.

The Doctor had lost his inner battle. He had always known that meeting Rose was the best thing that had had happened to him, but he had never admitted to himself that he had grown dependent on her. Her presence. Her youth. Her kindness. Her innocence. Her strength.

The Dalek had voiced it before he had been able to give name to what he felt for Rose. He had known that trading Rose for the faith of the world would be like losing his world all over again. However, he had been too much of a coward to admit that it was because he loved her, not just cause she was his companion or because he had promised Jackie. He loved her.

The Doctor dug his fingers into her hair. He loved her. Was it a stupid, emotional mistake that his ninth self was liable to make like with the Gelth? Probably. Was he going to return to self-denial? Unlikely.

Then a thought occurred to the Doctor, what if Rose didn't feel the same? Sure she had stated several times now that she wasn't going anywhere. That he didn't have to be alone cause he had her. But, did he really? Rose was responding to his kiss, no doubt about it. She had made no move to disentangle herself from his crushing embrace or in anyway attempted to end the proceedings. She had one hand caressing his neck and the other pulling at his lapels. The Doctor broke the kiss allowing them both to regain some much needed air. He rested his forehead against hers.

"Rose…

"Hmm?"

"You don't know what you've done. You've saved me. I don't know what I would do if you weren't here."

"'m not going anywhere, Doctor."