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The light radiating from Rose was almost too much for the Doctor to bear and he let her stand on her own feet. He brought his hand up to cover his eyes, but still tried to see what was happening. Rose was staring deep into the vortex, which was humming now. Her eyes didn't blink, and she never wavered in her constant stare. The Doctor heard the sound of Daleks and their signature 'exterminate!' 's coming from the Great Hall. He briefly wondered about Martha and the parallel version of himself. He hoped they could handle themselves.

Rose suddenly stopped glowing, but still stared into the vortex. Her eyes returned to normal and she blinked. The Doctorheld his breath. It was very quiet then and the Doctor listened for the battle outside but didn't hear anything.

"Rose?" he whispered, fearing the worst.

Rose turned slowly to look at him, a confused expression on her face.

"Doctor?" she asked, her eyes tired suddenly.

"Are…are you alright?" he asked, coming a step closer to her.

"Yes. I'm fine…the battle's over. I killed the Daleks," she explained, looking amazed at what she was saying.

"You…you did?" The Doctor asked, skeptical.

"Yes. The…the vortex…it did something to me…Doctor, what did it do?" She asked, suddenly panicking.

The Doctor took her immediately into his arms and hugged her close. "There, there. Rose, it…changed you. It gave you the power of a Time Lord…of Rassilion himself, Rose…I didn't even think that it would work, but apparently…"

"So…I'm like you?" She asked into his shoulder.

"I…I think so," he answered.

Rose pulled away from him and sighed, still looking awfully tired. The Doctor placed his hand at the small of her back and led het from the room. The sounds of the battle were definitely absent.

As they walked into the Great Hall, there was evidence of it everywhere. Broken marble and rocks were everywhere, and a few Time Lords were hobbling around, probably wounded from a Dalek and waiting to regenerate. Rose was starting to stumble, her eyes drooping, and the Doctor picked her up bridle-style again. She wrapped her arms around him gratefully.

The parallel Doctor was helping Martha through the rubble when he saw them. Martha and he ran over to the pair.

"Is she alright?"

"Doctor, where's the Daleks? They just disappeared?"

The Doctor sighed.

"Yes, Rose is fine, well…sort of. The Daleks were taken away," The Doctor explained, not wanting to talk but get Rose to the Tardis so that she could rest.

"What do you mean by 'sort of'?"

"What do you mean by 'taken away'?"

If the Doctor could have facepalmed at that moment, he would have.

"Look, Rose is changed. She's different now…and the Daleks are gone!" He yelled and made his way for the Tardis.

"Wait! Where are you going?" The parallel Doctor asked, running after him.

"Rose needs to rest. She's been through a lot in the past hour," he explained.

"But,…I…she…," he stammered, unable to form a sentence.

The Doctor paused midstep and looked down at Rose. She was groggy, but she was still awake. He sighed and turned around to find the parallel Doctor standing a few feet away.

"Look," he said, his voice softer now, understanding, "You can say goodbye, but then we have to go. I've got to get Martha home and get Rose some rest."

The parallel Doctor looked dejected and sighed. He approached the Doctor and Rose and gently stroked s stray hair away from Rose's face.

"Goodbye, Rose. I know we didn't know each other that long, but you are very…special to me," he whispered.

Rose looked up at him and smiled. "Goodbye, Doctor. Have a fantastic life."

The Doctor smirked but said nothing. The parallel Doctor smiled and reached down to kiss her forehead and then backed away from the pair.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye," he solemnly said.

The Doctor nodded. "Yep. The Time Lords of this planet will do the repairs, but…they need a leader, you know? Now that Rassilion is dead…," he trailed off, hoping the parallel version of himself would get the hint.

He did.

"Rassilion's dead? A new leader? Me? Oh, no, I couldn't possibly…I'm not…I can't…," he stuttered, shaking his head.

The Doctor grew serious. "You'll make a great leader, a great Rassilion for the throne…be the next Time Lord leader, Doctor."

The parallel Doctor looked at the floor and nodded. He seemed to agree with the Doctor. He seemed to believe that he could lead the Time Lords.

The Doctor turned to Martha. "Are you coming?"

"Uh, no, I'd rather just sit here in this rubble and wait for a bunch of aliens to come and find me, thanks!" she sarcastically replied, moving towards the Doctor's Tardis.

The Doctor laughed, and looked back to the parallel Doctor.

"Goodbye, Doctor."

He smiled. "Goodbye, Doctor."

The Doctor turned and carried Rose towards the Tardis. Whatever happened to them now was up to fate. Fate obviousl y had big plans for the both of them. He would look after Rose, of course…show her his world. He felt a light swelling in his heart and he imagined his and Rose's life together now that she was like him…now that she wouldn't die…now that she could really be his. He would tell her soon how he really felt, how he loved her. He would finally admit it. Their lives would start now, and they'd be together forever. After all, their love was written in the stars. Seasons would come and go, but they…they remain the same.

YAY! This is the end, and I'm still contemplating a sequel. Idk. Let me know what you thought about the story and if you might like a sequel! XD PLEASE REVIEW!