WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN
I had never been so terrified in all of my 900+ years as i was in this moment. I saw Rose push the lever foreward, a job made almost impossible by the sucking force of the void, I heard the locking mechanism click and then I felt the full force of the power of the void, trying to pull the woman who was seared onto my hearts I into hell. Rose and I locked eyes and I saw hers were full of unbridled terror; I would bet a month's worth of bananas mine looked the same. My hearts seemed to stop when I saw Rose's hands begining to slip, her grip being pried away by the awesome raw power of the space between spaces. Then came the worst moment of my life: Rose was pulled away from her handhold and sailed towards the worst fate imaginable. I had waited too long- I was going to tell Rose how I felt about her as soon as we were done with the ghosts...I had waited too long to tell her that I loved her.
"ROSE!"
At The Same Time In An Alternate Universe...
I had never been so terrified in my life. I felt my fingers begin to slip, the bumps on the rubber handle digging into my skin and making it even harder to hang on. I looked over to The Doctor, my Doctor, his eyes filled with terror that I'm sure also filled my eyes. Suddenly, I felt a new resolve enter me and I felt my hands clamp onto the lever with a vice like grip; I would not leave My Doctor; we had promised each other forever. I saw the terror subside a small octave, barely. I felt the force sucking me back lessen so I turned my head to get a view of what was happening; the wall rippled, like a droplet of water falling into a puddle. And with that, as suddenly as it had started, the void stopped trying to pull me and The Doctor into it. Exhausted with my brush with being pulled into a living hell, I let myself sink to the floor as I heard my Doctor rush over to me, his converse squeaking slightly on the white floor. In the next moment, The Doctors's arms were wrapped around me and he was whispering in what I assumed was Gallifreyan, since the TARDIS translated everything automatically except Gallifreyan, as The Doctor had once told me.
"Rose..." he whispered to me, speaking in english once again, as he looked deep into my eyes, "I love you. I can't believe it took me almost loosing you to say it, but I love you Rose Tyler." My eyes must have turned as large as dish plates; I had daydreamed so many times that he would say those 3 little words to me that I almost pinched myself, to make sure I was actually awake.
"I love you too, Doctor." I felt myself smile as I reached up and brushed a stray strand of hair that had blown onto his face while we were fighting for our lives. The Doctor smiled his 1,000 watt smile at me before leaning in and gently kissed me; I kissed back, glad that we had finally admitted to each other how much we meant to the other.