Thank you to all of my reviewers and followers. I really appreciate the response I have received. It makes me enjoy writing and leaves me feeling warm and fuzzy inside. Although I have never met you, I love you.

This is the last chapter. :( I will consider writing more. I'm hoping to get 3-5 reviews. 3 being "I'll get around to it." 4 being "I can wait a day to two." Five being "OH MY GOD I MUST WRITE FOR THESE PEOPLE."

I'm not sure if I can continue this story very well. If you have any ideas for this one or a new one, please let me know.

Enjoy!

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Rose waited in the console room for the Doctor to wake up. She sat on the captain's seat with her hands next to her knees and arms locked, almost pushing herself off the chair out of excitement. After eight months away from the Doctor, she could hardly wait to see his gravity defying hair and his smiling eyes. She missed the feel of his manly hairy hand in hers and how strong his arms felt when they hugged.

Finally she couldn't take the anticipation anymore, so she sprung up and started to run towards the Doctor's room. She didn't care if she had to drag him out of his bed. She just wanted to see him.

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The Doctor's brain felt like it was about to explode. The closer he got to the console room, the more his mind screamed, "Rose. Rose. ROSE." The Doctor silently cursed the TARDIS for putting his room so far away from his destination. The Doctor was still trying to figure out why he could feel Rose in his head, and why he was so sure she was here. But he soon forgot those things as the screaming in his head became close to unbearable.

He was soon released from his agony when he collided with a pink and yellow figure in the corridor. The Doctor fell onto his back and stared up at the still standing person.

"Rose?" he whispered.

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Rose stared down at the fallen man. His hair was messier than usual, he had bags beneath his brown eyes, and he was wearing pinstriped pajama pants. Typical Doctor.

He stood up quickly. He stared disbelieving at her. His breathing was heavy from the running and excitement. His mouth opened and closed ever so slightly. He was absolutely the Doctor and absolutely perfect. Rose had to hold herself back from walking up to him and kissing the life out of him.

"Rose," he whispered with certainty and relief.

And that was all it took. That small, one syllable name brought back all the memories relived that night, and Rose grabbed the Doctor's shirt and pulled his lips to hers. The Doctor put his hands on her shoulders to push her back. He looked shocked and awkward. Rose's heart sank. Was she wrong? She thought the Doctor loved her, but his reaction said different.

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The Doctor still couldn't believe what was happening.

"Sorry," she said quietly, "Just forget that ever happened."

Sorry? Why was she apologizing? The Doctor furrowed his brow in confusion. She hadn't done anything wrong. In fact being there was very, very right. Rose started to pull away. Oh wait, she had kissed him. And he, being the old idiot that he was, had pushed her away. That wasn't happening again.

The Doctor grabbed her hand and pulled her into him. His hands went to rest on each side of her face. He looked into her eyes and did what Rose wanted to do only a few seconds before. He kissed the life out of her.

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A kiss like the one shared between the Doctor and Rose was one that only happens once in a millennia.

The kiss was one of those relief kisses. Relief that the other person was alive. Relief that they were together again. The kiss was one that healed the pain of the months spent apart. The kiss screamed desperation and need of each other. The kiss was also filled with the strongest of love for the person they held.

A kiss of that combination would have already been amazing between two ordinary people, but the Doctor and Rose were no ordinary people. This was the Oncoming Storm and the Bad Wolf. Together. In the TARDIS. Just as it should be. That made the kiss absolutely fantastic.

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Somehow, Rose ended up being sandwiched between the TARDIS wall and the Doctor. Her right leg was wrapped around his left and her fingers were wound deep in his hair. The Doctor's hands stayed gripping her hips lightly, his expression was dazed.

"Hello," she said after she caught her breath.

"Hello," he replied, his voice high, still recovering from the kiss.

They stared into each other's eyes for a moment. Rose could see how much the Doctor loved her in his eyes. Somehow, she felt his love too. She suspected it had something to do with the TARDIS, but she wasn't complaining. The love emanating through her felt a little different than love, something a little more. And that's when Rose realized that, even though she may never hear the Doctor speak of his love, didn't make the love weak.

The Doctor smiled a knowing smile, as if he knew what she was thinking. She smiled back. They walked, hand in hand, towards the control room to start their next adventure.

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"So," the Doctor said as he ran in circles around the TARDIS console, preparing his ship to travel, "all of time in space right outside those doors. Anywhere in the universe. Any when. All the adventures anyone could ask for. Every start. Every beginning." The Doctor looked up at Rose and smiled, "Where do you want to start?"

Rose grinned happily back at him. "Anytime," she said, "Any when. Any Planet with any alien, as long as I'm with you."

The Doctor pulled a lever without taking his eyes off his Rose. The TARDIS shook violently and both held on. The ship landed with a thud, and both were pitched onto the floor. They laughed and rolled, just enjoying the perfect moment. Then both faced each other and lay there on the grating for a moment. The Doctor jumped up and held his hand out to Rose. She took it with a smile.

He dragged her in front of the doors, turned his head to look at her, and whispered softly, "Let's run."

And run they did. Forever. Never stopping. Running because they loved it. Running because they loved holding hands at the same time. Running because they loved the person beside them.

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The TARDIS watched as her two favorite things in the universe ran out to explore some city on some planet in some galaxy in some corner of the universe. Even a child could see that the two of them were made for each other. Why it had taken the two so long to see it themselves was still a mystery.

The Doctor was happy to have Rose back, and Rose was happy to be with the Doctor again. As a result, the TARDIS was happy. And if the universe was kind and the cards were good, it would stay that way, all of them happy until the end of time.

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