ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ...

It wasn’t like he hadn’t expected this to happen, finding a stranger wondering into his TARDIS, but the redhead …. Wasn’t shocked. It hadn’t taken him long, to notice her looking over the controls && soon went about looking more. ’ Who the hell is she ?? ’ was a thought, as he soon made himself known …

“ OI, what do'ya think you’re doing in here ?? ”

His tone was false anger, as he simply offered a smile, as she reacted properly then. Tossing his coat to the rails, he cocked a brow to his guest, checking his cuffs.

“ Don’t lie, as I can see on the monitor, you’re covered in residual time travel speck … I’d show you, but first I’d like to know, who you are to me ?? ”

Then she looked over the console and frowned even more because stuff had changed.

Then a stranger barged in and started to demand why she was here…

“Me?! Wha’ abou’ you! What the ‘ell are you doin’ here! Who are you anyways and what have ya done to the the Doc’tas TARDIS?” She demanded back at him charging over and poking him in the chest.

Her pokes though, proved his taste in bossy female companions, held true.

" Oi, stop poking && you probably have, but I'm the Doctor ... Not your Doctor, but still - hold on, excuse me. "

' She is like Donna, better tred lightly. ' He thought, as he moved around the other && hit a few buttons on the counsel. The monitor coming to life && showing all his past lives, she kept records of his life .... Rather handy in these situations. When he pulled up his current life, in bold letters above, it read CURRENT LIFE OF THE DOCTOR.

Standing aside, he gestured for her to look, though his hand unconsciously rubbed where she poked him.

" && If I wasn't the Doctor, why would the old girl let me wonder her halls ... I'd still be at the door banging to be let in, like the Huns, nice fellows till you tell them they can't pillage a village. "

—//—

Rose Tyler sat at the other side of the room a grin on her face.

She had not been sure if she would find him, but she knew that waiting till something happened would be a safe bet.

So she bought a flat in London, and then waited.

But to find him in a coffee shop… the universe must really want them back together.

She slipped off her seat and after wandering quietly over… she hugged him tightly from behind, chin on his shoulder.

In the middle of England again, he decided to give himself a day off, after saving three civilisations in a row ... he deserved it. Stopping by an atm, getting sime cash for once, he figured to just wander around. Down streets he had run through in so many lives, so many memories, he was amazed he hadn't gone mad from his own self torture. Winding up at a coffee shop, not that he needed caffeine, but he got himself some.

His name, John Smith, used for his order ... whilst he checked the baked goods. He was thinking of a bear claw, but decided on a scone, French pastries being a favorite of his. As he waited, the sudden feel on being hugged && the familiar weight of a chin on his shoulder... only made him freeze. ' That voice ... no - ' turning slightly, the Doctors composer was lost, before he hugged the yellow && pink woman .... He'd missed so much.

" Rose !! Oh, you cheeky thing - wait .... How are you here ?? "