Sacrificing My Love For You

Sacrificing My Love For You


It was four hours later, and they were ready to leave. Rose had gone to Torchwood, and dropped off the keys to her SUV. She had handed them to her second in command.

Flash back, couple of hours earlier

She explained what she could to him, as she cleared out her desk. She told him “Dean, you better fined yourself a second in command. “ Dean asked “Why, where are you going?”

Rose asked “Do you remember I told you I wasn’t from this reality, that I had fallen through the void, and was constantly trying to find away to safely make it back to my own reality, without totalling both realities?”

Dean nodded. He looked over to the Doctor, and asked “So which one of you is the Doctor then?” Ten replied, with a grin “We both are. I’m ten, and he’s nine” he gestured with a hand to his grinning ninth self.

Dean frowned, Rose explained “Dean, remember how I told you, that when something happened to the Doctor, and his body dies, that he changes, he gets a new face, body, attitude, even an accent and personality?”

Dean nodded and replied “Yeah. So you mean this is two versions of him?” Nine spoke up before Rose could. “I’m a Time Lord, which means I can regenerate. It is a Time Lord trick, which enables us to cheat death, but we only get to do it thirteen times.” Ten added “As I said, I’m in my tenth life, and he’s my previous self.”

Dean nodded. He did and he didn’t quite understand, but decided to change the subject, as he could sense Rose most likely didn’t have long left in this reality. And he was not going to be able to see her again.

What Rose didn’t know, was that Dean was in love with her, but knew he never stood a chance. Because one, she was never going to age. Torchwood knew about Rose’s inability to die and age.

And then there was the fact she was in love with the Doctor. She always carried a key around her neck on a chain. He knew he would have never been able to compete with a Time Lord, a nine hundred year old alien, with two hearts.

That was only confirmed for him, now that he was meeting two incarnations of the very man, or in this case alien. He knew he could never even dream of have the knowledge, power, or experience, the Doctor possessed.

He asked Rose “So what are you going to do about the house?” Rose placed her hand in her suit jacket pocket. She pulled out some important and official looking documents, and handed them to Dean.

She turned to her desk, and grabbed a pen. She handed it to him, and said, “Sign this. it is the new deed I had drawn up in case of an emergency, or something like what is happening now ever occurred.”

She added at his puzzled look. “I’m leaving the house to you. Might I suggest you give it to your parents, so they can convert it into an orphanage?”

She took another pen, and took the documents from him. She opened them, before placing them on the large black cherry wood desk. She quickly signed her signature where it was required.

She then nodded to Dean, who was looking at her in amazement. But none the less, he stepped forwards and leaned down towards the documents. He took a deep breath, as he placed pen to paper, and quickly wrote his signature in the spaces required.

Rose beamed at him, and refolded the documents, and handed them to him. She said, “Congratulations. You’re the owner of a three story mansion, with fifty rooms, and six bathrooms. Your parents are finally going to have their dream orphanage.”

Dean, quickly took her into his arms, and hugged her tightly, she had tears in her eyes, as she hugged him back. She said, “I’m going to miss you.”

Dean pulled back slightly, he also had tears in his eyes. He kissed her upon the forehead and choked out “I’ll miss you too. But you have to do this. You deserve it, you’ve waited over a hundred years; it is your time, to think of yourself instead of what others want.”

Rose leaned up, placing a gentle and platonic kiss upon his lips, before pulling away. Dean looked stunned, as Rose chuckled. “Yeah, I’ve always known, Dean. I’m not blind in the least. I never said anything, not wanting to lead you on, and end up breaking your heart.”

She added “I’m sorry I couldn’t love you back the way you love me. I’ll always love you Dean, but I’m not in love with you. I gave away my heart over a hundred years ago.”

She concluded “I want you to go on, meet someone, and fall in love. Then marry them and have loads of beautiful babies. Do me a favour, if you have a daughter, could you name her after me, or at least give her my name as a middle name?”

Dean chuckled at this, as a single tear trailed down his cheek. He said, “I promise.” Rose reached up and wiped away the tear, as one slowly trailed down her own cheek. She reached up and wiped it away.

She said, “And I want you to go on and have a fantastic life. I want you to make Torchwood even greater then it is already is.”

She concluded “Might I suggest Martha Jones, as your second in command. She is one of your closest friends, and has been here for as long as you have. And I know for a fact, she is so into you.”

Dean chuckled and nodded, as Rose stepped back from him, and went over to her desk. She quickly placed the last couple of photos into a box the Doctor had provided for her. It work the same way as the TARDIS did. it had limitless space.

Nine walked up to Rose, and took the box from her, and headed for the door. Ten walked over to her, and took her hand, squeezing it reassuringly, as he led her towards the door of her office for the final time.

He nodded to Dean, who returned the nod. Rose called back over her shoulder, and said, “Bye Dean. And remember, have a fantastic life for me.”

Dean, he nodded, and finally said, just as she left “Yeah you to Rose, bye Rose.” He watched as she left with the man she loved, her Doctor. He sighed wearily.

He smiled slightly, as he looked around the large office. He looked down at the documents still in his hands, and couldn’t help but grin.

End flash back