The days following Bad Wolf Bay were surprisingly easy to handle, despite all of the things that were left unsaid. Rose cried, of course, but once she ran out of tears she started healing almost immediately. She went back to work only a couple days later, and the excitement about the baby kept her distracted when she was at home. This made her parents happy, and they were able to return to their normal lives sooner than they expected.
But there were times when Rose would be alone, and she'd have to face her thoughts; the constant questions of 'what if?' and 'why me?'. She'd toss and turn in bed or pace the floor of her room until she couldn't stand it anymore, until she felt like a caged animal that needed freedom.
Within the first few days of living at Pete's house, Rose had found a way to climb onto the roof, and from then on had made it her personal sanctuary. The outside air would immediately help silence her chattering mind, but she wouldn't be satisfied until she saw the night sky stretched out above her. Once settled, she was finally able to let her walls down and get rid of some of the pent up emotion that she forced herself to hang onto around her family.
Sometimes she would cry, which always felt good on the nights that she especially missed him, but most of the time she would just take deep breaths and carefully sort out her feelings. Loneliness was always there, accompanied by a deep longing, but there were times where she would surprise herself by being jealous or even a bit angry. Jealous of what, she couldn't say for sure, but she figured it was envy toward whoever the Doctor was with now, and anger that she may have been replaced.
I have toured this endless starlight
Take me home
I have shattered under midnight
Take me home
She never dwelled on that anger for long. She had no reason to be bitter or jealous because despite what was never said out loud, she knew that they shared a bond that could never be replaced or broken, no matter how far apart they were.
But God, did she miss it. She missed the adventure, and the danger, and the running, even though it was hard for her to keep up with him and his twig-thin body. She missed the traveling, and she missed seeing new things every time he pulled a lever. She missed that blue box, and she especially missed the man that stole it.
She would sometimes wonder if he had given up searching for a way to get back to her. He had said that it was impossible, and she almost believed that, but she was quickly getting tired of waking up in the same place everyday. Besides, if there were two things that she knew, it was that the Doctor lies, and he always came back to her.
Find me where I close my eyes
Beneath this sky of power lines
And let me see us clearly
Take me home
Eventually she would make peace with herself and go back to sleep, sometimes without leaving the rooftop, which tended to scare her parents in the morning. She always came up with one excuse or another to convince them that she was still sane; it was stuffy in her room that night or she thought she saw a meteor shower. The truth was, she had better dreams when she slept under the stars. She would dream about the different worlds that she had visited or the people that she had met. But her best dreams were set in the TARDIS, when she would wake up wondering where it was, and if the man inside it had dreamt about her, too.