A/N: Lately, I've become quite obsessed with 11/Rose. This is because 9 is 10 is 11 - they're all the same man, which means that since 9 and 10 love Rose, 11 does to. Unfortunately, we don't see much of this in the show. Fortunately, I found a really great blog dedicated to 11 and Rose and it inspired me to write this. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I'm poor. I mean, ok, I'm not really poor, but I'm too poor to own Doctor Who, so ... I feel really poor.

All My Love To Long Ago

Chapter 1: Too Many Coincidences

The Doctor threw the doors open and ran in, all while staring intently at the beeping box in his hands. He paused for a second as the beeping faded, fiddling with some buttons on the box, and cursing in Gallifreyan under his breath. It was at this moment that any passerby who cared to, could observe him, because he was still for once.

If someone had cared to look, they would have seen a man in a tweed jacket, with suspenders and a bow tie. A man with wind swept, slightly crazy hair, and eyes that were both older than their face, and more alive than any ever seen before. A man who looked frustrated and yet excited – his face full of the excitement of a chase. That is what someone could have seen, if anyone had bothered to look at the Doctor.

However, since he was standing in Henrik's, in London, on the 23rd of December, all the passersby were far too busy to observe a slightly odd looking man with a strange device.

And then, a moment later, it was too late, for the beeping had picked up again, and the Doctor was off, following some signal that only made sense to him.

"Come on," he said to the little box in his hand. "You can do it! I've got to find that little bugger- oh, no. Never saying that again … doesn't sound right … Anyway, I've got to find it before it dissipates! It means something big and I've got to analyze it. Now work better!"

The Doctor ran around Henrik's, weaving in and out of lines of people, dodging displays of toys and large Christmas trees covered in ornaments, chasing some invisible thing until all of a sudden, the beeping stopped and the Doctor stopped as well, so suddenly he almost ran into a rack of clothes that a blonde, teenage sales assistant was straightening out.

The Doctor glared out his little box. "What's with you?! You can't just stop like that! There's nothing here!" he said to it.

"I'm sorry?" the blonde girl in front of him said.

For the first time, the Doctor noticed that there was someone else there and he looked up, saying, "You haven't noticed anything sus-" But he stopped right in the middle of his question when he saw the girl's face.

"What?" Rose Tyler asked, confused. "Are you all right, mate?"

It was at that moment that the Doctor realized what the exact date was – 23 December, 2003. For some reason, it had never occurred to him that she would be here. But now, he realized that the energy signature he'd been following had been hers the whole time. The Bad Wolf affected her, even here and now.

"Uh-" came his really intelligent answer. Although, he had a bit of an excuse. He felt like he had just been punched in the gut.

"Can I help ya with somethin'? Do you need to directions to the bow tie section?" she asked with her particular smile, the one with the bit of tongue poking out.

Automatically, the Doctor reached up, straightened his bow tie and began to defend it against her teasing. "Bow ties are cool."

Rose smiled even wider as she agreed, "Yeah, they are."

Finally recovering himself, the Doctor smiled back at her, drinking in the wonderful sight that she was.

Rose looked confused for a minute and then asked, "Sorry, have we met before? You look really familiar."

Slightly panicked (Could the Bad Wolf cause echos of memory to ripple back in time?), the Doctor quickly protested, "No, no, no, no, no." Oh, that was rude … whoops … "I would have remembered."

She laughed her laugh. "I guess so – it's just weird. I think you remind me of my old maths teacher from year 7. And when I say old, I mean … former … not … old old … Anyway, are ya sure there isn't anything I can help you with?"

"Yeah," the Doctor said sadly.

"Well, nice to meet ya, um-" She looked at him questioningly.

"Oh, John." he said eagerly.

"I'm Rose. Nice to meet ya, John." And with that, Rose turned back around and went back to work.

The Doctor walked away in a daze. After all this time, he had met Rose Tyler, again. His Rose. And she had smiled at him. It hadn't been that special smile that was reserved especially for him – after all, she had no idea who he was – but still. It was odd that something that felt so good could hurt so much. The Doctor thought back to when he'd seen Amy and Rory in a shop after he'd left them and had said: "It's a coincidence. It's what the universe does for fun." A coincidence that he happened to randomly land in London in 2003 and coincidence that he picks up a signal that was guaranteed to intrigue him and that just happens to lead him to the one person he longs to see and yet isn't allowed to? This was no longer just coincidence – this was the universe having far too much fun.

He walked slowly back out to where he'd parked the TARDIS and then entered it. He longed to go back and see her again, but she would think he was a stalker … and that would be bad …

The Doctor pressed a few buttons, flipped a few levers, and then pulled the screen towards him. The TARDIS had recorded every single thing that had happened in this room, all the way back to when he'd first stolen her away. So, he could watch some of the times he and Rose had shared in this room, and he did, when things got really bad.

However, today, that didn't help. It wasn't enough any more. He had to see Rose again. It was almost like an addiction.

The Doctor remembered what Rose had said: "You remind me of my old maths teacher from year 7 ..."

"I guess it's time to brush up on my fractions ..."

A/N: So, that's only part one - I plan to update this with more soon. Please review - comments, constructive criticism, how it made you feel, random funny comments - they're ALL welcome and definitely appreciated!