Originally not written as a 10Rose fic, but I modified it! Beta'd (hopefully – I'm going to ask her in a second) by the fabulous Lady Timelord. (Lady Timelord: She did ask, and I did it quite happily!!!)

Remember to live.

Everyone dies eventually. We all know that. No one expects anybody else to live forever – except maybe Time Lords. Yet when someone that we love dies, we all wish we had had longer to prepare, longer to accept it. Because death is something we refuse to accept until it hits us in the face, something we all say isn't going to happen to anyone we love, not for ages yet anyway! So when it does happen, none of us are ever prepared.

When someone we love dies, it feels like our hearts have been ripped out and stamped on. When someone we love dies, it feels like the world has stopped turning, and it's impossible to see how life can carry on. When someone we love dies, the easiest thing in the world to do is give up, because if they're not there, then what's the point?

Sometimes, when someone we love dies, it's easy to forget how to smile, instead living in the memory of theirs.

Sometimes, when someone we love dies, it's easy to forget how to laugh, instead living in the remembered sound of theirs.

Sometimes, when someone we love dies, it's easy to forget how to enjoy things, instead living in memories of what they used to love, and of how much we love them.

Sometimes, when someone we love dies, it's easy to forget how to live.

Maybe if we were more prepared, more willing to accept that everyone dies, we could cope better. But then, who wants to live their life preparing themselves for death? Where's the fun in that? And if life isn't fun, then really it's not life. It's just something that looks like life.

But even if we are unprepared, and even though it seems like the hardest thing in the world to do, when someone we love dies, we owe it to them to carry on smiling. We owe it to them to carry on laughing. We owe it to them to carry on living.

It doesn't mean that they will ever be forgotten, and it doesn't mean that we will love them any less. It just means that we can carry on living as well, which really, is what they would have wanted us to do.

But what about when they are still alive, and just out of reach? What do you do then? Do you carry on saving the universe, or do you sit around and wait for a miracle? Do you go and fight the important battles, or do you wander down dark, dangerous forest path in search of the big bad wolf?

He follows the dangerous path for a while. But he stops when he finds a rose. A single rose that seems to glow, and seems to be protected by invisible walls. And it's alive, so very, very alive. Untouchable for its beauty, and trapped in a separate world, but alive.

And so he turns and goes back to his old path. The path that he never should have left And he goes about fighting the important battles, because that's what his Rose wanted. And as always, he is powerless to say no to her.

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