This is my first attempt at a Doctor Who fanfiction... So, you know, if you don't like it, I'll get rid of it... and if you do, then hooray for me and I'll try to make the rest of this the same as the prologue, okay? I just want to please some readers. Enjoy and if you review, you'll probably make my day.
Mikkifavo

It was beatiful while it lasted.
Still. Rose didn't know, didn't understand why it was so hard for her to accept. She had known it was coming, she had known that she couldn't stay with him forever. It was a fact that she was forced to admit when Sarah Jane had crashed into her little dream world.
So then why did it feel so wrong?
It wasn't wrong. It was meant to happen... Sooner or later. But maybe she just wasn't ready. Maybe the inadequate goodbye kept it in her mind.
That still wasn't the reason. That is no reason to dwell on the past.
He was cut off before he could say it. She had lived for those words.
No, it's more than that.

Something was nagging at Rose. She had tried to live and to forget the Doctor, but the second the final gap between the two universes closed, her mind had fallen apart. Every waking moment was filled with memories of the Doctor. Her dreams were of the Doctor. There was something wrong. Something that was supposed to happen before they parted ways. She felt that she needed him. She felt that she couldn't breathe without the thought of her Doctor by her side. She felt... She wished she felt nothing, wished she was still with him, wished she knew what was going on in her cluttered mind. She wished so much.

"What is wrong with me"
Jackie looked up at Rose curiously. Rose looked down at her spot on the floor as if she had said nothing at all. Jackie could tell that something was wrong with her girl, and she thought she knew exactly what it was.
"There's nothing wrong with you, sweetheart. You just miss him, that's all"
Rose suddenly turned her attention to her mother, a startled look upon her face.
"Did I just say that out loud?" She asked. Jackie frowned.
"I thought you were asking me a question." Rose shook her head and stood up slowly. "Wait Honey. You can talk to me, you know you can." Rose shook her head again, but said nothing. She stared sadly into her mother's eyes for a few more seconds, then drifted out of the room.

Well, you know, there's nothing to say except please review. I wanna know if my story should be dropped off the edge of niagra falls or some other place very high and/or wet. Thanks for reading, anyway.
Mikkifavo