Summary: One small change is all it takes to change their entire future. Nine never regenerates at the Game Station. Instead, he and Rose continues on to have the adventure they never thought they would ever have. AU-ish/no Doomsday. Nine/Rose.

This story will be AU starting from the Game Station & on. This isn't a rewrite, meaning I won't be following every single episode. I will do a few that I deem necessary to the plot, but it will be completely different from canon and might happen out of order. Most of the adventures will be original, though.

I'll be honest and say that this story has no ending planned. It's meant to be Nine & Rose's happy ending, which means it will continue on and on and hopefully, span into a long saga. We'll probably never get to Ten (sorry, David fans. I love him and all, but Nine needs his happy ending too).

I won't say what all the pairings are, but I plan on including Tegan/Marriner sometime in the future (my other OTP!). There'll be other companions too, both past and future, but not everyone will be there. There will be no Amy, Rory, or River in this story. Sorry.

To those of you following A Ripple In Time, don't worry. It's still being updated. I'm not giving up on that one.

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. If I did, Rose would have stayed and made lots and lots of Time Babies with the Doctor. Since this is (sadly) not the case, clearly, I am not affiliated with Doctor Who in any way, shape or form. I'm not making any money out of this, either.

Chapter 1

"The power's going to kill you and it's my fault!" The Doctor's eyes filled with anguish as he looked at the woman who had come to mean everything to him. Before meeting her, he was nothing more than a battle-scarred old man, too weary to keep going but unable to stop. And then she came along and suddenly, life seemed worth living again. He had her presence to ease his loneliness, her smile to wipe away his pain, and her voice of reason to calm his anger. She became his anchor. His reason for living.

How was he supposed to go on without her?

"I can see everything. All that is, all that was, all that ever could be," Rose said as her eyes glowed gold.

Then why can't you see that I can't live without you? If you die, I'll die with you. Can't you see that, Rose?

"Doctor…" Rose spoke in an anguished tone. Tears ran down her cheeks. Her eyes were glazed, but they were darting to and fro, as if she was seeing images that she alone could see.

"Rose, you have to let go," he begged. His hearts were pounding with worry. He had never been more scared in his entire life. Time was running out for his Rose. She needed to let go of the time vortex. Now. Before it burned her.

"My head." Rose winced all of the sudden.

The Doctor's eyes widened. Time's run out. He had to get the power out of her. Now.

But Rose still wasn't letting go.

The Doctor swallowed hard. There was only one thing left he could do. It would kill him, but it's the only way to save her.

"Come here." He took a step towards her, hoping that she would let him do what he now knew he must do.

For awhile, it looked as if she would let him. But suddenly, her eyes widened, as if she had just realized something.

"No." Rose looked at the Doctor steadfastly.

"You're going to burn, Rose! And it's my fault! Rose…" The Doctor's voice shook with fear. If she didn't let go soon, she would die. "Rose, you've got to stop this. Let me stop it."

"I can't…" Rose's tears flowed freely down her cheeks. "I can't lose you again, Doctor."

"I'm not going anywhere, Rose. I'm right here."

"But I'll never see you again. This you." Rose looked at him sadly.

What? The Doctor looked at her in surprise and confusion. What did she mean, 'This you'? Surely she couldn't mean regeneration? He hadn't even told her about that. How could she know?

"But I'll still be here, Rose. Still me, even if the outside changes." The Doctor took a gamble and hoped she was just talking about regeneration.

"But the next you, he'll leave me behind. On that blasted beach," Rose spoke with pain in her eyes. There was sadness there that he had never seen before and never wished to see in her eyes again.

Beach? What beach? The Doctor frowned in confusion. She said she could see everything. Was she talking about the future? Before he could ask, Rose suddenly closed her eyes and exhaled the golden energy from the time vortex from her mouth.

The Doctor's eyes widened as he watched the energy flow out of Rose and back into the TARDIS. His hearts began to pound with nervous hope. She was finally letting go, but would it work? Could she get it all out on her own?

As the last of the energy left Rose, the golden glow around her disappeared. Rose's eyes drifted shut and she swayed on her feet. The Doctor rushed to catch her before she fell unconscious.


Rose blinked awake. She looked around and saw that she was back in her bed on the TARDIS. She rubbed her head and yawned. She felt as if she had just come out of a very long and complicated dream, but when she tried to recall them, memories of the dream kept fleeing from her conscious mind. Try as she might, she couldn't remember a single thing from the dream.

Wait… why was she dreaming in the first place? When did she go to bed? The last thing she remembered was being with Mickey in the ball park. No, wait… she went somewhere after that ball park… did she?

Blimey, her head felt like it was filled with cotton. Her memories were sort of hazy. Her mind was filled with hazy memories of singing and lots of golden light, but that's probably from the dream she had just now. Did she go back to the TARDIS and go into her old room? Why would she do that?

Her bedroom door slid open, revealing the Doctor with a worried expression on his face. When he saw that she was awake, his eyes widened.

"Rose!" He cried out with obvious relief as he rushed to her bedside.

"Doctor?" Rose looked at him in confusion. How could he be here? She could have sworn she'd left him back at the Game Station (or, more accurately, he tricked her into going back to the TARDIS and sent her and the ship back to London without him). Or did she remember that wrong? Or was it all a dream?

Rose propped herself up on her bed. The Doctor quickly placed his hand on her back to help her sit up.

"What happened?" She asked while searching her memories for any gaps.

"Don't you remember?" He asked as he sat on the edge of her bed. He looked at her with a strange, cautious look in his eyes. Why was he looking at her like that? Was there something wrong with her?

"I was at home. No, I wasn't. I was in the TARDIS." Rose frowned a she tried to remember. There were flashes of memories of both the ballpark and the TARDIS, but they were all in a jumbled mess, she couldn't make out which memory came first.

The Doctor said nothing. He looked at her expectantly, as if he was patiently waiting for her to remember more.

"But… didn't you stay behind at the Game Station?" Rose asked.

"That's right. I stayed." He nodded.

Rose's eyes widened. So her memory was correct! At that realization, she glared at him and thwacked his arm.

"Ow! What was that for?" The Doctor rubbed his arm and pouted.

"You tricked me into going home!" Rose glared at him.

"And I'd do it again if I had to!"

"I would've stayed with you. I wanted to stay with you."

"I know." He looked away guiltily.

"Doctor." She placed a hand on his cheek and turned his face towards her. "I wouldn't have wanted you to face them alone."

Sadness filled his eyes. "And let you die with me? I couldn't do that, Rose. Not to you."

"And you think I would've been happy staying home, watching telly, eating beans on toast, knowing you're out here, dying, on your own?"

"You'd be alive."

"It's not a life I would have wanted to live."

"It's better than dying with me."

She touched his cheek again, her thumb absent-mindedly caressing the harsh lines on his face. "I chose this life with you, Doctor. For better or for worse, I'm never going to leave you. Even if it means dying with you."

He placed his hand over hers and let out a trembling breath. "Don't die my sake, Rose. I'm not worth it."

"But you are. You're worth everything," Rose said while looking at him intently. She wished he could see how much he meant to her. She couldn't imagine living a life without him next to her. When he sent her home, it felt as if half of her soul was torn away from her. She couldn't breathe, eat, or sleep without worrying about him and wishing he was still with her.

The Doctor looked at her with something akin to awe in his eyes. He touched her cheek almost reverently. Rose's heart fluttered in her chest. He looked at her with such intensity that it made her feel as if all he could see in his eyes was her. As if she was the only woman in the universe to him.



"I'm going to kiss you."

Rose's breath caught. Did he just…? Did she hear that right?

"That alright?" He asked with uncertainty in his eyes.

"Yeah." Rose replied breathlessly as her heart began to pound. Then, she smiled. "Yeah. More than alright."

The Doctor's eyes brightened. His eyes shuttered close as he leaned his head towards her. Very gently, he brushed his lips against hers. He pulled away slightly and rested his forehead against hers.

"I almost lost you," he said with a shuddering breath.

"I'm here now. You're never going to get rid of me," she said with a smile.

"Wouldn't want to." He grinned. "You're stuck with me, now."

"No one else I'd rather be stuck with." She grinned back at him.

He kissed her gently and rested his head against hers.

"I love you," he whispered.

She leaned forward and kissed his lips, then answered, "I love you, Doctor. Always."