Spoilers for River of Time. The first part is what Rose was writing during the last chapter. The second was written afterwards.

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We went to Asgard today. They have this festival thing and a levitating ballet, which was beautiful., but while there, I met a woman who seemingly knows everything about me. Even with time travel, that's odd.

Her name is River Song. She showed up during the middle of the dance and afterwards, we went to Liemma with her. Of course, we wound up in the middle of the Sontaran/Rutan war.

Yippee.

Blue got hurt, he won't tell me how badly. He's fixed up now, but the fact that he won't tell me scares me. It's yet another reminder of his mortality.

Had another visit from Bad Wolf today. I'm not sure how I feel about that right now. The Doctor does have a point, I created her, well, me and the TARDIS did anyway. She only ever saves them, which is something I can wholeheartedly get behind.

But I still have no control. Brown said it was like split personalities, like he thinks I'm mental. I'm not mental, I can't be, can I?

Bad Wolf said River was family. River later called me her Aunt Rose, but said she's not related.

I got some answers from her today. According to River, I'm still compassionate in her time, still happy to see a new place- still me.

That make me feel a bit better.

I've also been told that Vortex travel isn't just the ultimate caffeine rush. It also heals me, to a point. I wish she told me the point, but I suspect she couldn't.

Blue just found me. I feel him standing in the doorway, watching me.

He's fantasizing about dominating me. Properly doing it, with collars and whatnot and not being gentle.

Wow, that was a quick mood swing, now he's imagining a cuddle.

I love that man.

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There's no Bad Wolf.

No Bad Wolf, there's just me.

Me and a connection to time and a brain that can't handle that much information and shouldn't know it in the first place.

Why the name? A children's story villain?

There's no entity, no takeover, just me.

They now think the passing out isn't from the timelines, but from my changes.

The two of them are lying in bed next to one another, still asleep. They look so at peace.

Last night after I talked to them was brilliant. We didn't have sex or anything. It was like our more quiet moments before I got trapped, but with light kisses and in a bed.

There's space between them still, enough to slip back in there.