6. The couple stood quietly as the Daleks slowly surrounded them, neither moving or communicating to each other. They simply stood in each other's arms, embracing, afraid to let each other go, afraid of what rash action they might commit, let alone the third party that surrounded them.

The Doctor smiled as Rose's feelings for him became clear; he was a great reader of body language. He gingerly removed himself from her embrace and turned to observe the Daleks around them.

"Evening, Daleks. I see you've been having fun…" he grimaced as he observed a group of them covered in what seemed to be animals' blood.

"…sacrificing?"

"Silence!"

"I believe I was talking, mind you."

"Silence! We will exterminate!"

"I WAS TALKING, WAS I NOT!?" bellowed the Doctor harshly at the creature that spoke at him. The Dalek didn't respond or move to this, and the Doctor guessed that if the alien were human, it would've simply blinked at him.

"Now I know you Daleks won't be able to understand my emotions, never. But you must understand this; if you want to kill us, kill me first."

"D-Doctor!"

"Sorry Rose, but I wouldn't be able to stand seeing you killed. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself."

"Doctor…"

"Well then Daleks, shoot me."

The metallic creatures made no movement, no sound; as if they were deep in thought.

The couple watched as the crowed of aliens slowly darkened; fading into the colour of the nature around them.

"They…disappeared."

"The parallel universe rejected them. Too many foreign things inside and poof! They went back to where they came from."

"But…that didn't happen to me, or my family, or you…"

"Maybe we're better off here."

"I think that's a good thing."

"Yep…heh, I guess I owe you another date, now don't I?"

"Yeah, you definitely do, but it's a bit late. Let's just go home."

"There's no place like it."

***

Soft jazz floated throughout the air of the penthouse suite, taking its time to greet the couple that walked in the door minutes ago.

"Wow…you've certainly improved with choosing the location for a romantic dinner, John."

"Why thank you, my dear," the man replied with an extravagant bow as he pulled out a chair for the woman to sit in, then sat himself down across from her at the table placed in the middle of the room.

Rose sat patiently as the Doctor poured out glasses of chardonnay for the both of them. She had to admit; he looked incredibly sexy in the silk crimson shirt her mother bought for him the other day.

She smiled softly; her mum knew her tastes too well.

As for Rose herself, well, the Doctor thought she looked absolutely stunning. A beautiful cream gown had the joy of gracing her body tonight, decorated lightly with crystals; her hair swept back into a messy, yet elegant bun.

She just radiated beauty, and the man couldn't take his eyes off her.

He got up and placed the glass in front of her, standing quietly by her side for a moment, staring out the wide window's display of the urban city lights.

"John? What's the matter?"

"Well, this is pretty self-explanatory…" The man paused, dropping to one knee and pulling something out of his pocket. "…will you marry me?"

*roots for 10.5* Yay! Anyways, so, our dear couple has survived the Dalek Invasion, and finally got to go on their romantic date. Well, I guess you could call this the last chapter, but I'm not really the type of person who keep a story incredibly open-ended, so I'll be updating with an epilogue. =)

Please tell me your thoughts on this chapter and the story in a review! I really appreciate it!