AN: Nope, unfortunately they're not mine

AN: Nope, unfortunately they're not mine. Yep, everyone's writing these; I just had to get it out of my system. Enjoy! (or not)

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I remember John Smith.

Friends, neighbors, community, and sweet, smart Joan. A life envisioned but never lived. My anger at life when I was reminded of who I really was, and who I couldn't be, no matter how much I wanted it. But the world needed saving and away John went, another regret packed away with so many others. And away I went, with Tardis, companion and time and space to keep me company, but still alone.

I remember Rose.

Smiles, hugs, chips and laughter while running for our lives. A life grasped and lived while we could. A forever that she offered and proved over and over again that she was serious about, and my anger that I couldn't accept and return it, no matter how much I wanted to. Again the world needed saving and away Rose went, a regret that I couldn't pack away no matter how hard I tried. And away I went; still alone despite everyone who came and left afterwards.

It's amazing what can happen when you're trying to save the world. Ever have so much going on that you wish you could just split yourself in two to take care of it all? Like I told Rose once, be careful what you wish for, because here I am standing on a beach in Norway, of all places, after having decided to give myself a time out for wiping out the Daleks. Personally I don't know if it's really genocide, since Davros is really the one who killed them by turning them into Daleks, but then maybe that's part of why I, rather he, thinks I need time out.

This may not be punishment though.

True, there'll be no more TARDIS, but don't think that I'll be stranded on Earth forever. These clever apes built a dimension cannon; what makes you think they won't be in space soon, if they aren't already? You know, I never did ask Rose about that. I'll have to see if I can get a peek at the engines. But in the meantime they have zeppelins!

Ok, yes, he has the TARDIS; time and space are his to explore. But I have a new universe, new Earth, new things to do, new places to see, new people to meet. He has years of emptiness and transitory friends to keep him company. But I have a future now, and the best kind of forever; the kind I can give and share with Rose. We'll step in time through life, complete equals now. I'll need to sleep more now, and when I wake up in the morning it will still be to the sound of two heartbeats; hers and mine. The regrets packed in the closet can stay in the closet.

Friends, neighbors, community and brave, beautiful Rose.

Smiles, hugs, chips and laughter while running for the fun of it (if not for our lives)

A second chance unexpected but grasped with four hands.

And I'll never be alone again.