Remembering - Doctor-x-Rose.

The Doctor looked at the damp blue TARDIS shaped book in his hands and felt Sad.

He walked over to the TARDIS console, putting the book down, resting it on the green and pale hues of the console. He saw upon the scanner; Bad Wolf Bay.

The TARDIS had landed here when it malfunctioned somehow through the vortex and materialized here. He had been pulled here somehow. He reflected upon the scanner, remembering the windy surroundings of Bad Wolf Bay. He had always loved how Cold Bad Wolf Bay felt, with its slow, settling sea. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel sad and to encouraged by love.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather somebody. It was the figure of Rose . Rose was a Goddess like creature with purple gloved hands and fragile pink lips.

The Doctor gulped. He glanced at his own reflection of the TARDIS mid-console. He was a sweet, hopeless-romantic, tea drinker with skinny hands and thin lips.That's how Rose remembered him to be, more domestic than any other of his companions. Although they saw him as adventurous, an average Angel falling from the sky to save them from their boring lives. Yet he couldn't give Bad Wolf that. No Goddess would compare to her.

But not even The Doctor who had once rescued Rose from her apartment store building, was prepared for what she had in store that day. It was raining. This is not how he remembered. It was no longer calm. It was hammering rain, making the sand wet and the sea ferocious as if it knew it was making The Doctor angry.

As The Doctor stepped outside of the TARDIS, Rose came closer, running towards him. He could see the happy glint in her eye despite the weather making her hair into dread-locked strands. He closed the TARDIS doors fully, feeling his red converse underneath him become covered in brown wettened sand that reminded him of soggy wheatabix.

Something was very wrong. He shouldn't be here. Not ever.

 Then Rose gasped happily, stopping in front of The Doctor, getting her breath back, he was surprised she didn't slip through the unstable ground underneath her. She gratefully sighed, "I knew you'd be here!" Rose exclaimed. God, he missed her voice. She brushed The Doctors suit lapels, tugging them a little so he'd get closer to her,"I friggin' love you, Doctor."

The Doctor looked back, even more sad now he knew. He already knew she loved him but it wasn't that.

The rain was drenching both of them by now. The Doctor's breathing had increased, his chest raising frantically. He replied bluntly with a slight hint of relief, "Rose, I love you," he replied, a tug of his heart strings told him it was the very truth. Nothing else.

They looked at each other with hopeful feelings. The Doctor studied Rose's figure and how she was wearing the exact clothes he had left her here all that time ago. Jeans, jacket, gloves, her... blonde, pink and blue features he remembered telling her back on New Earth. It was all too good to be true.

 He took an extra deep breath. "I'm sorry Rose Tyler" Her name rolled off his tongue so perfectly. Her eyes widened and perked under the running of her make up. He could not do anything to save her, " I can't love you"

The Doctor had a sudden jolt as he felt dry and reawakened, realising his sudden change in environment. He was back in the TARDIS console room, him lounging on the Captains chair. He was right. He couldn't do anything to save Rose Tyler.

He could only dream~Laurenthebumblebee.