Was a Dame even 'fore it was a title...

Dance into the fire that fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire when all we see is the view to a kill


The moment she's done it she knows it might possibly be the biggest mistake of her life. Still she lets it happen. Overtake her. Overwhelm her. All the smallest particles bonding to every fiber of her being, and even then it goes that small bit further. Like gold strands that wind up, and surround all her nerve endings until all she feels is everything, and all she knows is too much for her own mind to contain it all.

The TARDIS has shared travels, and the Doctor with her... and now Rose knows it's not a matter of sharing, this is something quite different than sharing. This is a repossession of sorts. It's the TARDIS reclaiming something that perhaps it knows it needs in this moment. So it takes her back. Back to all the moments in time when she knows that the mark is needed. It's path is known, already seeing all the triggers before, the letters calling out to her forever and ever.

Bad Wolf.

It's her. It's always been her, and now... now more than ever she knows just how Bad this all is. Still she lets it pass. In a sense she feels it's already come to pass. That the time has already happened just a few moments from the one she's feeling now. All the moments are stacking up on her and it's almost too much but she knows that she can't just stop now.

She's the Bad Wolf.

The TARDIS travels with her now, and takes her to the place she knows she must be. The place that has been a pathway leading up to this very moment for her entire life. All the signs... all the small steps she's taken and all she can see now...

Is everything.

She feels it too. Swirling around her, like sparks across her skin and pins pressing lightly against nerve endings. It's always moving, always continuing and the moment she knows she's in right now... she can feel it being over already too soon.

She's the Bad Wolf and she's going to die. It's there... out there in a moment that's yet to pass, but has already happened. All she sees is the death. All she knows is how much it all hurts... to feel it all at once. Every last person, every last emotion all of it all at once, and she knows... how lonely it must be. To feel everyone and never be with any of them.

She brings death.

She is the Bad Wolf.

She brings life.

She is the Bad Wolf... and she's going to die.

He sees it all too. So many things, and for so long... and he can see it too. He knows what's coming and he can't let her do this.

So he takes it back. He holds her in his arms and he draws it all out of her, because he knows what he feels every day of every single moment, and he knows.

He knows she's the Bad Wolf, and he isn't going to let her die.

Not today. Not if he can help it.

Because she's Rose, and she deserves to be Rose until her true ending comes.