Summary: a few takes on a very important day. Tenth Doctor, Shareen, Jack, Martha, Rose (post Doomsday)

A/N: the first part is a wee slow. But it'll pick up as it goes through this day in everyones POV.

Part One: Regrets of a best friend

Each step I take I take with care. I know that one false move will set everyone off. We've all been at the end of our ropes for a few days now. I never believed anything Rose ever told me. She used to tell incredible stories every time she rang in during her trips. I should have believed her, maybe then things would have been different.

I've been so blind

Today is the day I've been dreading. I've been to too many these past few weeks... it's too hard. I lost everyone I ever cared about, and I lost her. We didn't end on good terms. We had a fight over the phone two days before it happened. I told her never to talk to me again. I never should say something like that again. With everything that has happened over the past two years, You have to expect that when a loved one walks out the door, it may be the last time you see them.

I was too angry.

I can't even remember what we were fighting over. I feel so stupid thinking back on all the times we swore we'd never speak again. It seems so trivial now that she's gone. Like nothing really mattered in comparison to how much she meant to me. She was the only person who really knew me. Now I'm alone again, and I feel empty. She was too good of a friend for me.

I took advantage of her.

I don't know if I can handle this anymore. too many people died that day, she was one of many. Yet as the world mourns I feel they are mourning for my best friend. She deserves it. She was the best.

My only real friend.

I hear they are burying her with her mother and Father. They say they never found a body. They also say she was fighting the metal men. Fighting for our lives. But that's only rumor. I like to think that she really did fight them... faught them to her final breath, it sounds like her.

I like to think alot of things.

I like to think she'd forgive me, but it's too late for that. It's too late for anything now. It's too late for regret. It's too late for her. I wish she were alive, so I could say good bye... one last time.

My Name is Shareen Jensen, Rose Tyler was my best friend. I'll never forget her.