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Accidents HappenThe TARDIS lies in wreckage.
Complete destruction spews its grisly insides over snapped fuse cables, and shattered metal; the dim, faltering light from the fizzling cables crackles, and the woodwork creaks in anguish. The TARDIS wobbles. The walls shake. Smoke flows freely. The light the roundels are giving is as unpredictable as their master. In the middle of it all, stands the Doctor, holding a mallet.
"...what did I do?"
Remember the Last
The Doctor is frightened.
Its not something that shows on his face. It is buried deep down, beneath flesh and soul, right between his two beating hearts. He cant afford to be scared just now. Too many lives count on him. He thought the Time War was supposed to be over nearly three thousand years ago. Apparently not.
Hes the last of the Time Lords, and he still ends up being the one to clean up.
The irony isnt lost on him.
Looking at Rose, he realizes that she doesnt belong here. This isnt her time, and that Earth isnt her Earth. This war was never hers to begin with she wouldnt even know of it if he hadnt barged into her life. He does that. He walks through one door into the lives of his companions, and eventually he walks out another, leaving them stuck in their own room of time.
It was time to send Rose through that door. This time, its him that stays in the room.
Well, Im just too good, she had said
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