Adult content in the first chapter, nothing graphic, but there it is.

The first couple chapters will be rehashing some scenes from the show in order to establish the relationship between Rose and the Doctor because, come on, you know he was asking if she was pregnant for a reason.

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A hollow feeling settled inside of Rose as her dad walked away. She couldn't move. She could barely breathe. She'd lost him three times. Once when she was little and her mum told her about the accident. She'd been too young to really understand, but his absence left a hole inside of her. Then the Doctor agreed to take her to see him on father's day. She watched him die, unable to be there for him like she intended. No one should die alone, least of all her dad. So, they'd gone back and she saved him only to have to watch him die again. She'd been there for him that time, but it tore her heart. Now, she finally had him back. She knew he was a parallel version, but he was the same man. Her dad, but he walked away, rejected her and at that moment she felt like someone had ripped her heart out.

Vaguely she heard Mickey and the Doctor talking, but she was still reeling from what just happened with her dad and she couldn't focus on anything else.

"Off we go then," the Doctor said, his words barely cutting through her pain.

Go. Yes, they should go. She didn't want to stay there any longer. Too much had happened. She needed to leave the memories and pain behind.

"Uh… thing is, I'm staying," Mickey said.

What?

"You're doing what?" the Doctor asked in shock.

No. He can't do this to me. She couldn't believe what he was saying.

"You can't," she said, barely above a whisper.

"It sort of balances out, 'cos this world lost its Ricky. But there's me. And there's work to be done with all those Cybermen still out there," Mickey explained in a wavering voice.

She didn't care about any of that. He couldn't leave her. She'd just lost her dad again and her mum. She knew Jackie from this universe wasn't really her mum, but she was as much her mum as Pete was her dad.

"But you can't stay."

She was losing everyone. Everyone!

"Rose, my gran's here. She's still alive. My old gran. Remember her?"

She remembered his gran and how much he loved her. When she died he was left alone. Rose was there and her mum, but his family was gone.

"Yeah," she said, trying to keep her voice steady, but failing.

"She needs me."

"What about me? What if I need you?"

"Yeah, but Rose, you don't," he said, looking away before glancing at the Doctor. "It's just you and him isn't it?"

Rose glanced up, unable to answer his question. She knew Mickey could tell how she felt about the Doctor. Mickey had been her boyfriend and she'd never told him otherwise, but when Sarah Jane suggested he come along Rose hadn't wanted him to. She knew it was wrong that she hadn't told Mickey that her feelings changed. That she was in love with the Doctor, but that was a secret she was keeping tucked away because she didn't know how the Time Lord felt about her and she was afraid if she voiced her feelings he might take her home and she couldn't lose him.

"We had something a long time ago, but…not anymore," Mickey continued.

"Well, we'll come back. We can travel anywhere, come and see you, yeah?"

She looked at the Doctor for confirmation.

"We can't," the Doctor said. What? No, but…please don't say that! "I told you, travel between parallel worlds is impossible. We only got here by accident. We-we fell through a crack in time. When we leave... I've got to close it. We can't ever return."

Everyone. I'm losing everyone. Her heart broke. Mickey had been such a huge part of her life, ever since they were kids and now she was going to lose him. He was leaving her. She'd be…alone.

The Doctor set his suit on the jump seat and began readying the TARDIS for flight. Rose was saying her final goodbyes to Mickey. He knew she was hurting, worse than hurting. He'd seen the look in her eyes when Pete walked away and then after Mickey said he was staying behind… He knew what she needed though.

He didn't do domestic. Never did domestic. Until he met her. Rose was all about domestic. She needed her friends and her family. So, even though he claimed to not do domestic he took her back, making sure she never went more than a few weeks without seeing her mum and Mickey because he would do domestic for her. He'd never admit that though. Would always grumble about the fact that he didn't do it, more so in his previous regeneration, but for her he would do anything.

He knew that from the first day he met her because even though he'd only known her for a day, less than a day, he'd done something he never did before. He went back. She told him she wouldn't go with him and he'd gone back to ask her again. From the moment he took her hand in the basement of that department store he felt a connection to her. As if her hand was always met to be in his.

When he regenerated he'd been afraid that feeling would pass. He knew he'd still care about her because she would be the first person he saw, but he was afraid he wouldn't feel the same connection to her, but that feeling didn't leave him. If anything it grew stronger. He regenerated into a new man, a better man, the man she helped him become.

He set the coordinates to take them to the flat Rose shared with her mum. She needed her family. She needed to know she wasn't alone. He knew what she was feeling better than anyone. Rose was the only person who took that feeling away from him and right now she needed him to make sure she knew she wasn't alone.

He heard the TARDIS door open as the time rotor began to move. He heard her tears before he saw them. She leaned her back against the closed door and slid to the floor, broken.

He ran to her, bending down in front of her.

"I'm sorry, Rose. I'm so sorry," he said.

"It's not fair," she cried.

He sat down on his knees and wrapped his arms around her, holding her to let her know that he was there. Her arms slid around his waist and she buried her face in his chest.

"I know, Rose. I know," he soothed, stroking her hair.

"I hate p-parallel worlds."

She cried for a few minutes more before she was able to gain control of herself. When he felt her calm he pulled away enough to look into her eyes.

"Are you alright?"

Stupid question. He was sorry the moment he asked, but she just nodded.

"Where are we going?" she asked, glancing at the moving time rotor.

"It's a surprise."

"I don't feel much like surprises right now."

"You'll like this one. Promise. We better change though," he said, helping her up. "Come on. I'll walk you to your room."

She didn't reply, so he took her hand and led her though the control room, pausing to grab his suit before leading her down the hall. They came to her room first, but when she made no move to open it he turned the handle and gave the door a push then led her inside. He dropped her hand, but she just stood there looking lost. He couldn't leave her like that. He tossed his suit on her bed and pulled her into another hug.

"It'll be okay, Rose," he said.

"Why?" she asked into his shoulder.

"Why what?"

"Why did I have to lose everyone?"

Both of his hearts dropped. Was that how she felt? He pulled back a little and cradled her cheeks in his hands so that she would look into his eyes.

"You haven't lost everyone."

"I lost my dad and my mum and now Mickey."

"Rose, that wasn't your mum. That was a parallel version of Jackie. I told you that. Your mum is fine."

"Yeah, b-but it still felt l-like I lost her."

"But you didn't. I'm taking you to see her."

"Is…is that where we're going?"

"Yes."

"Was that the surprise?"

"Yes, and now you've gone and ruined it," he said, giving her a smile to let her know he was teasing.

He brushed her tears away with his thumbs. His hearts felt lighter as he watched the weight in her eyes lift.

"Thank you," she exclaimed as her hands encircled his neck, giving him that oh so Rose smile.

"I know what it's like to lose people."

"You've still got me," she said.

Yes, he did have her, but he knew he wouldn't have her forever. Eventually he'd lose her, which is what made him keep her at a distance. Well, not too much of a distance, but there was a line he couldn't cross, even though he really wanted to cross it and sometimes it was nearly impossible to keep himself from crossing it, especially when they were close like they were right now. He started to pull away, realizing how dangerous it was for him to be so close to her, especially in her bedroom when Rose did something she'd never done before. With her hands locked behind his neck she pulled him down and in the next moment his lips were pressed against hers.

Rose knew it was probably a bad idea, but at that moment she didn't care. She'd been through so much that day and she felt so alone. She needed to be close to someone, well, actually him, the Doctor, she needed to be close to him. If Mickey was there then maybe things would be different, but he wasn't. Mickey was gone and she'd never see him again.

There was a spark between them. That spark that came whenever they were this close and she knew he'd pull back, like he always did, but she couldn't let him this time. She needed him. So, she pulled him down before he could get away. The moment his lips touched hers she felt him stiffen and she thought he was going to pull away. She hoped he wouldn't because she wasn't sure if she could handle him rejecting her on top of everything else she'd gone through, but then he began to return her kiss and in the next moment his hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her close.

Although his skin was cooler than hers, she felt the heat of his lips as he deepened the kiss. She wound her hands through his hair knowing she had destroyed the line between them, a line they could never go back to, but she didn't care. A burning passion rose within her. His hands laced over her shoulders and he pulled her closer as if he was trying to fill the distance he'd always kept between them.

She knew this was something they could never come back from, but she was unable to stop herself from pulling his tie loose and tossing it to the floor. She realized he must have taken his jacket off earlier as she began to unbutton his shirt. His hands found the zipper to the maid's uniform she was still wearing. The feel of his hands on her bare skin made her body tingle. He pulled her to the bed, never once breaking contact with her. Her heart pounded in excitement. She had waited so long for this moment and now it was here. Before she could ponder that further he pulled her down onto the bed.

He was aware that he was lying down. Must have fallen asleep. He didn't sleep very often, maybe eight hours a week, at the most. He felt movement next to him, something brushed his side. His eyes snapped open and he turned his head, slightly. Rose. Her arm was around his waist, her cheek resting against his chest. She was snuggled up next to him, not a stitch of clothing separating them.

Then the memories came, in vivid detail thanks to his photographic memory. He had done…oh, he had done what he swore he'd never do. Not with her because he knew what would happen, what had happened. Any other woman. Any other woman in the entire universe, but he'd been with her. The only woman that he knew he couldn't…shouldn't, but he had and now. Now it was too late. He could feel it. Why? Why had he done it? But he knew. He'd been with her for the same reason he shouldn't have, because he was in love with her. No, it was more than love. He'd been in love before, but those feelings were nothing compared to what he felt for this beautiful girl. His golden angel.

What was it about her that captivated him so much? Yes, she was beautiful, but that wasn't it. She made him laugh. That was part of it, but not the whole. Two words whispered through his mind, but he didn't believe in such things. Although, he tucked a stray lock of golden hair behind her hear, gently brushing his thumb across her cheek, watching her sleep so peacefully in his arms filled him with a contentment that he hadn't felt in a very long time. Maybe never. As those two words whispered through his mind again he thought that maybe they were true, with her he could believe in such things. Soul mate. She understood him like no one else had. She knew when he was hurting and with one touch she could stop the pain. Her smile brushed both of his hearts, bringing a smile to his lips. She stopped him from losing control, bringing him back from the edge.

It was all of that and more. She gave him something that he never thought he'd have again. Home. That's how she made him feel. As if he was home.

That's why he always stopped them, stopped himself, before crossing that line because he knew if he did with her then it would hurt so much more if something happened, but now it was too late. He'd crossed that line and there was no going back. He didn't have the strength to do that and he wouldn't do that to her. He knew how she felt, had known for a long time, even back before he regenerated, which was why he always made sure they never went that one step too far, but last night when he'd been about to pull away he felt her fear of rejection, of his rejection and he couldn't do that to her. Not after everything she'd been through and so he allowed her to pull him over that line.

Her eyes fluttered open. Then she looked up at him.

"Hi," she said, giving him that smile she reserved only for him, which made him beam.

"Hello," he said.

"Morning."

He could hear uncertainty in her voice. He could sense that she was worried about what they had done. Worried things would change between them. Worried that he would be different with her, maybe even leave her behind with her mum. He would never do that, couldn't even if he wanted to, which he didn't. She was too much a part of him. He was pretty sure it would kill him to go on without her.

"Morning. We should probably get dressed and grab some breakfast. We'll be at your mum's flat soon and you know what that means."

"What?"

"We won't be around anything edible until we leave."

She slapped his chest.

"Oi, that's my mum you're talking about."

"I know. I've had your cooking," he said, with a wink and then jumped out of the bed before she could slap him again.

He laughed at the indignant look on her face, which made her laugh, even though he could tell she was trying really hard not to. He felt the uncertainty leave her mind. Even though everything had changed they were still the same. They were still brilliant together.