The Start Of A New Beginning

The Start Of A New Beginning

Once inside the hub, Rose took note that it was identical to the one back in the other world. She knew because she had worked along with Torchwood 3 on a couple of missions in the past.

She grinned at the sight of the familiar flying dinosaur, as it flew over her head, making her duck and chuckle. Jack and Mickey noticed she had not freaked at the sight of the dinosaur, but had in fact looked amused like she was familiar with its presence.

Jack raised an eyebrow in silent question. Rose smirked and waved him off as she said, “Old acquaintances. I worked with Torchwood 3 on a couple of occasions back in the other world.”

Jack grinned at this as they walked into the main heart of the hub where the others were waiting. He asked, “Who was the head in charge?” Roses smirked deviously in reply and said, “You were. He was very interesting to befriend.”

She added at his delighted grin, “Your medics were Owen Harper and Martha Jones. Your computer whiz and genius was the lovely Toshiko Soto. Good ole suit wearing Ianto was you archivist and tea boy, could make a gorgeous cupper. Finally, Gwen Cooper-Williams and Rhys Williams made up the rest of the team. He was there instead of Mickey.”

Rose grinned at the familiar sight of the team of Torchwood 3. Jack cleared his throat and said, “Okay, listen up guys, this is Rose Tyler. She knows all of you, even Rhys, but your parallel selves. So if she knows things about all of you, don’t become suspicious.”

Rose slapped him playfully on the arm and said, “Don’t talk wet, Jack. Of course, they are going to be suspicious. They saw me once and talked to me very briefly from the TARDIS during that crisis with the Daleks and Davros.” She added, “I on the other hand know their parallel selves very well.”

Owen asked suspiciously, “How well?” Rose smirked, “Well enough to know that you’re a shameless flirt. You flirted with me shamelessly, even through your other self knew I was married at the time. That my last name had been Noble”

She added, “That all changed when you started taking more notice of our lovely genius Tosh. Came to think she was the best thing going since sliced bread. I attended your wedding to each other not long before I had that run in in with the weeping angels.”

Gwen exclaimed in delight, “Owen and Tosh, married to each other?” Rose laughed, “Yeah, also, believe it or not, Tosh called me a couple of days before I end up here, telling me she was pregnant. She was nervous as hell to tell Owen. Worried how he’d take to finding out he was going to be someone’s daddy.”

Jack laughed at the gobsmacked expression on Owen’s face. However, he smiled knowingly at the look of stunned longing on Tosh’s face. The others frowned when Tosh said in a small voice, “Well, that is less likely to happen in this reality, then the rift miraculously closing itself off.”

Owen quickly turned to face Tosh, clearly mortified at what she had just said. He spat, “Is that what you truly think Tosh?” Tosh replied sadly, “Yes Owen it is. I am sorry if that offends you, but it is what I believe. Like for example, Suzy, Gwen, and Diana, and above half of Cardiff’s female populate. I do not stand a chance. I gave up on such silly notions and wants long ago.”


She added firmly, “Back at that health farm when we first met, Martha got caught, you got yourself shot luckily it was not fatal. After that, we started becoming better friends, but I knew right then, that was all we could ever be.” She concluded, “I envy my parallel self. But I’ll survive, simple as that.”

Ianto cleared his throat as Owen continued to stare at a stubborn and stony looking Tosh. He said, “So what do you know about the rest of us?” Rose moved her troubled gaze from Owen and Tosh and turned to face her favourite tea maker.

She replied, “Your Ianto Jones, engaged to be married to Martha Jones. You are Torchwood 3 archivist. I often wondered when I met you if you ever wore anything besides suits, or if you even slept in your suit. Finally you make a gorgeous cupper, the best ever.” Ianto had a small smile curving the corners of his lips, while Martha looked stunned.

Rose saw this and asked, “From your expression, I take it you and Ianto are not a couple in this reality?” Martha shook her head and replied, “No, I am married to Mickey. I am now Martha Smith-Jones, have been close to for three and a half years now.”

Rose nodded at this and said, “I suspect you may have also been in the other reality if Mickey had remained there, or Rickey had not been killed by a Cyberman.” She added, “Sorry I missed the wedding you guys.”

Mickey merely waved her off, shaking his head as he grinned at her. Martha smiled and said, “Don’t worry; you weren’t to know, after all being in another reality at the time, although, if you had been, I could have used an extra bridesmaid.”

Rose smiled and nodded in reply, before turning to Gwen and smiled even wider. She said, “I went back in time with the Doctor in his ninth incarnation after I met him in fact. We came to eighteenth century Cardiff, was meant to be Naples, but never mind that.” Jack snorted, as did Martha, knowingly.

She added, “I believe you were reincarnated, Gwen. I met a Gwyneth Cooper, looked exactly like you, and I do mean exactly. I believe she was you. You were a maid at a funeral home.”

She went on, as she sat on the edge of Jack’s desk. “Back then you had the gift of sight; you were in fact a child of the rift. You could see into the future, but that gift was starting to get out of control and grow stronger by the time The Doctor and I showed up on the scene.”

She paused as she watched Gwen become very pale, but still nodded for her to continue. “Unfortunately something decidedly alien was already ongoing when the Doctor and I had arrived. The Gelth were present, they were the alien threat at the time.”

Martha asked confused, “Gelth, what are the Gelth?” Rose replied, “Alien beings that lost their physical forms during the time war. Meaning they were trapped within the rift and became ghost like creatures, sprits, that had to reside within the gas pipes in order to survive long enough to find the next dead body to invade.”

She added, “The Gelth would use the bodies of corpses as hosts. They were hiding inside of the gas lamps inside of a funeral home. Trust me adequate hosts were never in short supply.” She wrinkled her nose in distaste.

She paused before going on and said, “The Gelth convinced Gwyneth and even The Doctor that they meant no harm. They played on the fact they lost their physical forms during the time war. Naturally, this made the bloody Doctor feel like shit. This means he played right into their ghostly hands.”

She frowned, “I on the other hand protested that it was wrong to allow them to use the bodies of corpses. Like come on, could you be anymore disrespectful towards the dead then that. Imagine having your bloody corpse invaded and violated? I do not care if your spirit and soul is already gone and passed on from your body; it is still disgusting and disrespectful in my opinion.”

She continued on, seeing she had everyone immersed and hanging off her every word, Gwen in particular. “The Doctor, myself, Gwyneth, the funeral director, and believe or not, good ole Charlie Dickens, The Doctor was your typical fan-boy.” Jack, Martha, and Mickey sniggered at hearing this.

“The Gelth turned the corpses into Zombies. They tried to kill us so they could take over our bodies, after the Doctor had given them permission much to my horror to use the bodies, until they could find more suitable and permanent alternatives.”

She went on sadly, “But in order for the Gelth to be free from within the rift, Gwyneth had to open the rift, due to her connection to it, as the funeral home had been built right up on top of the rift. She had the spirits of the Gelth flowing out of her, as her eyes glowed bright white.”

She added, “The Gelth never counted on the fact that Charles would turn out all of the gas lamps, letting the gas run free, filling the whole house.” She added, “Anyway the gas leaked into the room pulling all of the Gelth from the corpses.”


She continued, “But in order to close to Rift, trapping them and freeing all of the corpses, after we realised the Gelth meant to cause serious harm, she blew herself and the house up. I, The Doctor and Charles bolted out of the house. The funeral director had already been killed at the time.”


Rose pinched the bridge of her nose as revealed, “I had no idea until The Doctor told me, as the house went up in flames, that she died within moments of stepping through the archway used to open the rift. Her spirit and soul managed to hang on long enough to tell us to get out of the house.”

Jack asked, “So she gave her life to close the rift in order to stop the Gelth and save you and everyone else?” Rose nodded, “Yes. I believe Gwen is she reincarnated. She saved the world.” She concluded, But what is truly tragic, is the fact no one will ever know how a simple maid, with a heart of gold saved the world. Only The Doctor, myself, Charles Dickens, and now you lot know." 


Gwen spoke up, “But I have not experienced any kid of visions before.” Rose looked thoughtful and replied, “I guess the gift must have skipped you in this lifetime, which is more than a good thing, as the last thing you need besides risking your life everyday working for Torchwood, is to find yourself connected to that bloody menace of a rift.”

Gwen said, “That’s explains why you and The Doctor asked me if had any ancestors in Caddiff and how far back did my bloodline goes.” Rose nodded in agreement.

Jack clapped his hands together and said, “Anyway. Now Rosie girl, tell good ole uncle captain Jack here why you are now sporting a Northern accent, curly dark strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, and what appears be a natural tan. And of course you’re several inches taller.”

Mickey added, “Yeah, I would like to know that myself Rose. Like hell, I dated you, I have known you since we were kids, and you were a newborn in fact. I even spent so many years in that other world with you, until I decided to come back here after gran died.”

He added, “You had long, straight bleach blonde hair, brown eyes, pale skin. Finally, I am damn certain you were sporting a London based accent like me. So tell me, what did you mean by the fact the TARDIS has slowly been changing you since Satellite five?”

Rose let out a deep and weary sigh and began.