Author's Note: I'm all for any kind of ship, but I don't like to see the potential ship in PotW.. don't know why, but it didn't strike me as that. This is something I cooked up on the spur of the moment.
Disclaimer: As ever, I don't own Doctor Who or anything related to it.
For one brief, shining moment - literally, hah - she understood what it is to be a Time Lord.
She understood me.
In a single second, I had an equal, both in mind and spirit. And I took it away, with a kiss and a sigh. I don't need someone to understand me fully. Especially not Rose. At least she survives.
I wait for my memories to spring back. I remember lying about what happened. That stays with me. If she dies, or - worse - decides to leave for good, maybe I'll tell her. But not as long as she stays.
Rose Tyler. I don't know what it is about her, but she's different. She argues. She sulks. She smiles, and the adventures seem more fun. If I could keep my promise, I would. But I can't - I can't keep anyone safe forever. Some day, she will be gone, and I will remain, remembering, regretting.
But, for now..