Pretty Much Dead Already [bring on da angst]
They were running. It was what they did best! The Doctor was the worst at this apocalypse bit, especially considering his aversion to guns. But his worst nightmare had occurred in front of him. Rose was bitten. He stopped, a dark cloud coming over his sky blue eyes, holding her wrist as he examined it. She was crying, and he was just...staring at it.
He was going to kill every last one of them. The Doctor got a look about him, and even as Rose questioned him, he just shook his head. He gathered her to his chest, scooping her into his arms. Not this time. He hardly minded the undead following them, carrying her towards their final destination, the TARDIS. It wasn't that far--which made him angrier that she had gotten hurt.
The doors slammed behind them.
"Hush, Rose." He said softly, leaving her as he started to pace around the console, pressing various buttons. Time sped past as he scrambled around the TARDIS, finally producing a mangled mess of wires and buttons.
"My revenge." He growled. The Doctor opened the TARDIS doors, setting this device down with a timer of a minute.
He closed the door behind him, scrambling to her side. "Let me see, let me see..."
She was fading as quickly as he got to her, skin pale and her eyes losing their light.
"Rose, it's going to be okay, it's alight, I can fix it--just give me a minute--"
She shivered, whimpering in his grasp as he clutched her to his chest.
"No, no, just a few more seconds...
"Hey, it's okay...I love you..." Her smile was so broken, it snapped both of his hearts in half. The Doctor leaned and kissed her, proper tears rolling down his cheeks and staining both of their faces.
The Doctor growled, the fury of the Time Lords raging as he started to smash buttons on his console. "You will all die! Every last one of you!" The monitor showed the undead shambling towards the TARDIS.
"I am taking every last one of you with me!" He yelled.
The device outside the TARDIS exploded, burning everything within a three hundred thousand mile radius to a crisp, including the last Time Lord and the ship he stole.