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[lone_defender]

Jack didn't find her.

Neither did the Doctor.

If they had, she'd probably have recovered faster, but it was for the best that they didn't. Sometimes, she needed to scold herself and pull her own self together, without the benefit of someone offering her comfort. She'd botched the one chance she'd have to see her family again, and it was entirely her fault.

Now she had to make sure she hadn't lost her Doctor, too, when she'd finally found him again.

It was a few hours, perhaps, by the time she found herself standing in the doorway of the Doctor's bedroom. Of what was her bedroom longer than her other's had been. She didn't step inside, but she did speak. "I'm so sorry."

She'd taken to saying that so often now, she almost couldn't remember the days he had.

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And when Rose walks in and stands in the doorway, she wont find the Doctor curled up hugging a pillow that has a shirt of hers on top of it. No, not at all. Also, his face isn't buried in the fabric while he sleeps. Yes, the Doctor is actually sleeping.

But as she stands there, the TARDIS humms softly as if to lull him out of his sleep and he opens his eyes in time to hear her words.

"No Rose," his voice was softly, "I'm sorry."