Prologue

The TARDIS shook violently, knocking her occupants unceremoniously to the floor. Sparks shot out of the console creating a spectacular sort of show, showers of yellow and gold rained down. Overhead beams swayed ominously as the crashing cacophony escalated, reaching a crescendo of metallic blinks and wooden thuds.

"Doctor!" The blonde yelled, hands grasping a support. "What's going on?"

The Doctor righted himself and raced toward the control. "I don't know. Don't know." Hands turned dials, flipped switches, adjusted scopes. All to no avail. The ship pitched and rolled, bucked and tossed, a lost being on the waves of time and space.

"Doctor!" She managed to hobble toward the console, clutching her head.

The Doctor's brown eyes stared intently at his screen as his hand raked through his hair. "Rose, hold on!" He narrowed his gaze as comprehension dawned. "No. It can't be…" He looked up just in time to see her strong frame go limp and collapse to ground.

"ROSE!"