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Bad Wolf Bay. Again.

Chapter 4

"You can't", she whispered, not even a hint of sadness in her voice. He felt the anger rising up inside him, rage boiling up as his last hope shattered. At least, that's what he thought. She was still standing there, looking at him, knowing what was going on in his mind. However she didn't look afraid, if anything she looked happy. This made him even more angry, her carelessness about Rose. But... But that didn't make sense! The TARDIS had loved Rose, so why was she smiling at him as if he was an idiot? Wait! He was! He waited for her to utter the words he wanted to hear so badly. "But I can", she said. Her smile covered her face, and he had a grin plastered on his as well. "Well then, what're we waiting for? Allons-y!"

Luckily it all went better than he expected; the TARDIS junkyard enabled him to build a Dimension Cannon from scratch; his own TARDIS hadn't survived House. Nevertheless, it was the matrix that made it his ship, and she was standing right next to him. She merged part of her mind with the Dimension Cannon once it was finished, and off they went. If they hadn't been outside this universe already, they wouldn't even get it started. There was no shell covering them, so they held onto each other for the time being. It was a bumpy ride, but she had it under control. Once they landed, he rushed out before she could stop him. "No, not here..." he whispered under his breath. They had landed on Bad Wolf bay.

Memories rushing back at him, he was stumbling around the beach as his girl called out. "The girl! The girl with time in her eyes!" He spun 'round immediately, not seeing anyone except his TARDIS's body. He ran over to her, looking around agitated, hoping to see Rose. Not paying any attention to where he was going, he bumped into her. "Where?! Where is she?!" All this waiting was driving him mad, certainly when there was something wrong with this world. Something he could not quite put his finger on yet. "She'll come, just wait. Don't worry, my thief. Just wait."

And he sure did a lot of waiting, but nonetheless; he could explore a bit of this universe, couldn't he? Wandering around a bit, he started to notice things that were a bit off. The cliffs surrounding the bay were crumbling, huge rocks scrambled across the sand. The sea was further up the beach, and that wasn't just the tide, the waves were higher and looked way more terrifying. Something was wrong with the bay, and he sure hoped that it had nothing to do with the people he loved. She'd said Rose needed him. What if she was hurt? Or Jackie and Pete? All he could do was wait and see, and that was what he hated the most.

Suddenly, a bullet whizzed past his head, disrupting his thoughts. "Who the hell are you?!", a voice screamed. And there she was, on the other side of the beach. Holding a gun with both hands. Or at least, he hoped it was her; he couldn't really see her properly, it had gotten dark quickly. Still, it looked like her. Blond hair, roughly the same size and her accent was exactly the same. "Tell me, next time I won't miss!". Of course, he had forgotten about her pointing a gun at him. "It's okay, I'm here to help! Don't you remember me?" She stared at him, gun lowering slowly. After a few seconds she seemed to realise what was going on, dropping her gun she ran towards him. A grin plastered on his face, he spread his arms, waiting for the embrace. Tears spilling down her face, she got closer and closer. And the closer she got, the less she looked like Rose. She'd changed, and he wondered how many time had passed here. She didn't look older though. Suddenly, without getting the time to really look at her she was in his arms. He heard her sobbing, trying to say something. After a while, the words got out, loud and clear. "Dad? Is it really you?"

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