A/N: I wrote this as a drabble to go along with this graphic: http : / i5. photo bucket . com /albums /y160 /jbsupastarz /doctorwho1 . png

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"Are you ready to go?" he asked Rose, hesitating outside the TARDIS. Her mouth was curved in a smile, and he smiled back inadvertently, automatically matching her out of habit or appreciation or both.

"Where are we going?" Rose asked. The Doctor looked up at the sky warily as if looking right into the stars, trying to locate exactly where he wanted to go. Finally he looked back at Rose, a smile reforming, and he said, "Wherever you'd like, Rose Tyler." He put his hand on the door, ready to open it, but she stopped him, placing her hand on his.

"You said that last time," she told him, half chastising and half smiling. "And the time before that. And before that. When are you going to tell me what you want?"

The Doctor looked her over, felt their closeness, felt his hearts beating more quickly. He wanted to say, I want to kiss you against the door of the TARDIS, to let you feel my hearts beating, to discover more about humans by discovering more about you - your body - how it reacts to mine. I want to feel less alone. I don't want to travel or go anywhere. I want to stay here with you.

"Ahh, how about a nice trip back to Earth," he said, mustering up as much enthusiasm as possible, "to check on your mum and Mickey!"

"Okay…" Rose said slowly, knowing not to push it. She kept smiling at him until he turned away to enter the TARDIS.

He would see that smile later in his dreams.