*sniff* Is it possible to love but loathe the angst of Doomsday all at the same time? That one episode has produced some heartwrenching sorrow with pieces like this yet joy when someone writes the Doctor and Rose finding their way home to each other.

The Oncoming Storm gone mad with grief, at least for a time. The temptation to cross his own timeline, to fix this even if to do so would risk invoking Reapers, has never been so strong.

Oh that part got to me because you know he was more than a little tempted to cross his timeline and stop things from happening the way they did before. I wonder how many of us could resist such temptation if it meant we could get back the person we loved.

Poignant and lovely little ficlet.