Disclaimer: Doctor Who ain't mine, never was and never will be.

A/N: *Awkward wave* Hello! Yeah, so I haven't updated this story since before the summer… and now it's almost winter (at least up north, way up north)…oops! I'm sorry. And I hope that you'll still like the fic and that you can look past my lack of updates. I promise that I'll try to update quicker in the future. I actually have a half finished chapter, just waiting to get an ending. There's quite a lot of dialogue in this one, I'm not super happy with it, so please feel free to leave any kind of constructive criticism. Don't just say that it's bad without giving a reason for it.

Rose just stood there, staring at the Doctor. It had been almost five minutes and she hadn't said a word. Then she turned around and went for the door. Without so much as a glance at the Doctor and Pete standing behind her, she left. She just kept on walking, through several corridors until she arrived outside a grey door. She opened it and stepped inside.

"Hello? Are you there? I need to talk to you"

No answer. He was probably down in the workshop she thought.

Down in the workshop the Metacrisis still hadn't been able to fix what was wrong with Fay's ship and Fay was still missing. Amy was getting impatient and was walking around in the workshop, sighing.

"How long was this going to take you said?", Amy said.

"I don't know, could take everything from an hour to a couple of days. It's complicated technology, I wonder where she got it", the Metacrisis answered.

Fay stormed in to the workshop again.

"Where have you been?", Amy asked.

"Nowhere. Why do you care? You writing a book or something?", Fay snapped at Amy.

"Sorry, I didn't know that was a rude question"

Fay didn't answer; instead she walked over to the Metacrisis, who had just mumbled something that sounded a lot like 'Rude and ginger'.

The door to the workshop burst open once more, this time it was Rose. And she looked terribly upset.

"Rose!", the Metacrisis said and quickly walked over to her. "Are you all right?" He looked really concerned.

"No I'm bloody well not all right! He's back!" Rose yelled.

"Yes I know but-"

"You knew? You knew and you didn't tell me?"

"I'm sorry, but-"

"How long has he been here?"

"An hour or two. Or four…"

"Four hours! And you didn't think telling me about it was a good idea?"

"But… but. There was this ship you see, and it can travel in time. Rose, it's brilliant!"

"A ship? That can travel in time? Hmm, I wonder where I've heard that before?",the sarcasm was evident in her voice.

"It's not the TARDIS. It's a different ship!"

"Frankly Doctor, I don't give a damn about a stupid ship!"

"But Rose…", he started saying.

"No", she said forcefully. "You know how hard it's been, for both of us, to get over him", Rose said, now a lot calmer than before. Now she sounded more sad than angry.

"If I'd have told you about it, how would you have reacted when you saw him?"

"I would have slapped the living daylights out of him and then I'd get my mum and let her slap him too."

"I bet you would", he said with a snort. "But that wouldn't have made things better would it?"

"Yes it would", Rose argued. "He can't just walk back into this world, even by mistake, and be all "hello Rose, did ya miss me?" and pretend that what he did didn't hurt me!"

"You're still not over him"

It wasn't a question.

"It's not like that and you know it!", Rose screamed. "You know I love you", she said with a softer voice.

"I think that's our cue to leave", Rory whispered to Amy and Fay. Fay left right away, but Amy was more reluctant.

"But I want to know what happens Rory", Amy whispered fiercely to him.

"You always did have a problem with boundaries", Rory said as he practically dragged Amy from the room. "This is their personal business, whoever they are. Let's go find the Doctor, maybe he'll tell us what's going on"

"I doubt it", Amy muttered, but she still followed Rory down the corridor.

"But Doctor, how is he here? He said it was impossible, you said it was impossible!"

"Like the first time, by accident. Somehow, when in the time vortex, the TARDIS and this ship here", he gestured to Fay's ship. "I'm not sure how it happened yet, just that it did.

"But he's here. He's actually here", Rose said once again.

"I think we've established that yes"

"We should probably go talk to him. I might have stormed out of Pete's office when I found out who he was."

"Yes, we probably should", the Metacrisis said with no real conviction.

The moment after he'd said that, the door to the workshop burst open and the Doctor himself stepped in.

A heavy silence laid itself over the room, like a thick wet blanket.

The Doctor was looking at Rose and Rose was looking anywhere except at the Doctor. The Metacrisis was just stood next to Rose carefully studying his fingernails.

"Well… this is nice", the Metacrisis said over-cheerily.

Both the Doctor and Rose shot him a hard look that clearly said 'shut up'.

"No, maybe not… I'll just…stand here quietly", he said and looked down at his now incredibly interesting shoes.

But his comments had changed something in the room's atmosphere.

"Rose-", the Doctor started saying.

"No", Rose interrupts. "You're gonna listen to me now"