Epilogue

The three Doctors stood in the Gallery with Rose, Koschei, and Clara. It had been a great day. Rose had come back. Gallifrey was saved. And everyone lived. It wasn't often he got to say that. The two older Doctors loathed to see her go. The Tenth Doctor had been almost permanently attached to her since she had shown while the Eleventh hovered nearby. The Eighth Doctor wasn't sure how to take all of this. He could see in his short time with her how she had helped him. He could see how both of their auras had lightened during the course of the day.

Soon enough, it was time for everyone to go. Rose and Koschei lingered as he made his way to his own TARDIS.

"Not coming with?" Rose smiled, but it seemed sad.

"Our story is about to start. Once you enter, this entire encounter will be wiped and new memories placed. Memories where you did destroy Gallifrey. And for 400 years, you will live thinking that is what you have done. Somewhere, in all that grief, you find me. You grab my hand and tell me to 'run'. And our time together will be fantastic. But this is where my story ends with you."

He smiled softly at her before leaning in and kissing her cheek.

"Best of luck to you, my dear." With that, he disappeared into his own TARDIS. Rose turned to face the other two.

"It's up to you what happens now. I can integrate myself into your past right after Canary Wharf. I can start traveling with the oldest from now on. Or, I can venture out on my own. The choice is yours."

They glanced at one another. They nodded, coming to some sort of agreement. It was Ten who answered.

"The choice is yours."

Rose blinked, not quite believing what she was hearing. She took a deep breath before giving her answer.

"I think that I want to integrate myself. But I would be changing your Timeline if I do that. First, though, I have a few things that need to be done and I mostly need to be alone for them. If one of you could give me a lift to Cardiff 2013, that would be great."

"Can't you go there yourself?"

"Of course I could. But then I wouldn't get to spend time with the Old Girl, would I?" They smiled softly at her.

"Well then, Allons-y, Rose Tyler."