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Summary: “Last night I had a dream.” She cocked her head as if listening to something no one else could hear.

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Dr. Who/Torchwood > Xander-Centered(Past Donor)CharlotteFR1821,3170113,1962 May 082 May 08No


Not The End

Disclaimer: This story is intended for entertainment purposes only and provides absolutely no financial compensation. Recognizable characters belong to their prospective owners/writers. Some lines from the show are used either as is or altered to fit the story.

In plain speak: I don’t own anything, just my imagination.

Spoilers for DW 2X13 Doomsday and 4X01 Partners In Crime.

Many thanks to BobbieRae for her help with this.


Rose stood out on the empty beach, tears running down her cheeks as she spoke in a quiet voice. “Planet Earth. It was where I was born. And this is where I died.” She reached up and grasped the hand that squeezed her shoulder. “For the first nineteen years of my life, nothing happened. Nothing at all.

Not ever.”

“And then I met a man called the Doctor. A man who could change his face. And he took me away from home in his magical machine. He showed me the whole of time and space. I thought it would never end.

That's what I thought. But then came the army of ghosts. Then came Torchwood and the War. And that's when it all ended.

You wanted to know… This is the story of how I died.”


I was going to hold onto the next chapter for a few days before posting, but I'm too impatient. Of course I had also intended to wait on posting this until I made more progress with this and my other stories, but as MusesInspire can attest, I have very little willpower when it comes to that.
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