Disclaimer: Doctor Who isn't mine. If it was things would be quite different. The BBC owns all and I bow before them.
A/N: So apparently I write drabble when I'm stuck at a hotel. Darn ice storm! It just keeps coming down. :(
After 'run,' the Doctor started to measure life by heartbeats. Not his twin heartbeats that would increase whenever her hand was in his. Instead, it was her heartbeats. Rose's strong, steady beats that were music to his ears. He loved that amazing sound from the start so he pushed her away and then kept a certain distance to protect himself. He'd never been happier that his attempts had failed. Two regenerations and he finally had what he'd always wanted from the beginning, a life with Rose Tyler.
Now he measured life by two heartbeats. Their heartbeats, together, and in sync.