Epilogue

"Mommy, when is Auntie Jackie going to be happy again?"

"I'm not entirely sure sweetheart. How about you go start making her a feel better picture why I go see if she's okay. It will only take a tic." I looked down at my daughter, Marianne as she agreed and walked to her drawer in our bedroom, getting out her coloring supplies.

I walked over to Jackie- my gram. She seemed to be worse than ever these days after Rose went off with Dad. Sitting next to her on the couch, I started rubbing Galifryian words into her back; it seemed to calm her down.

"Thanks sweetheart, you don't need to be doing this for me."

"Oh yes I have to Jacks. Marianne is getting worried about you. Every chance she gets, she asks me if you'll be okay. Nothing seems happy around here anymore with her sulking around because her favorite auntie isn't happy." I teased, hoping she'd laugh. She didn't.

"Last year when she sauntered off with no warning, oh god. That was the worst. No phone calls, texts, not even a happy birthday! But she stayed in contact with you and Shareen. No wonder we seem so far apart. Mel, I can't to this anymore. I can't take care of Mari when you're off with Niall at night. I'm really thinking about shipping her off to Bev's for the week." My jaw dropped. (She wouldn't. Would she? Maybe…)

"I know you and Niall are needed else where, but I can't do this without knowing what she loves and what she hates! She got mad at me for putting three sugars in her tea instead of one! She reminds me so much of Rose, her stubbornness, her attitude, oh god it's becoming too much!" tears started trailing down her face.

"Come 'ere gram. I won't let- ROSE!" I ran into our room, grabbed Marianne and ran out into the courtyard of the Powell Estates.

I scanned the sky, looking for the TARDIS to come out of nowhere. Marianne was laughing for the first time in ages, smiling like an idiot with her tongue poking out between her teeth; a trait she picked up from Rose and me. I saw Mickey (the hopeless mechanic who is in love with two married women) and Shareen – Rose & my best friend- running to me, Mari and Jackie and stopped a few feet in front of my face. Pushing Mickey away, the TARDIS was frantically looking for us. I heard her in my mind. Silently calling her, she appeared and crash landed, knocking over two trashcans in the process. All of us watched the TARDIS as an unrecognizable man came out, followed by a scared Rose. Mari jumped off my hip and ran straight to Rose, gripping on to her tightly. The man looked a bit lost, and then noticed where he was.

"Here we are then, London. Earth. The Solar System. We did it. Jackie. Mickey. Mel. Mari. Shareen. Blimey! No, no, no, no, hold on. Wait there. I've got something to say. There was something I had to tell you, something important. What was it? No, hold on, hold on. Hold on, shush, shush, shush, shush. Oh, I know! Merry Christmas!"