"I had a dream last night Mickey."
"Good for you, so did I. Involving red elephants trying to eat cars but for some reason they seemed to avoid black colored ones. What do you think it means?"
"Perhaps you shouldn't eat so much junk before bed? I don't know and really I don't care Mickey, back to me please?" He couldn't help but to note the lack of sincerity of the word please as she bite it out past her tongue.
"Of course go on Rose."
"I was in the Tardis again going God knows where and when and everything was fine, just like I had never left." Mickey swallows a frustrated sigh it was always the Doctor, the Tardis even the year and half since his last appearance in their lives he still remained center focus in her eyes. "Then I looked over to the Doctor and I notice he has regenerated again. Get this Mickey he was Jesus! Well I doubt he was actually Christ, but he looked just like all those images in famous paintings and sculptors. Do you think this means I am destined to see him again?"
"I don't know, wait the Doctor or Jesus?"
"The Doctor, of course the Doctor!" He knew the answer that would make her happiest, how simple it would be to see her smile. He was tired of the lies, hand holding and watching her refuse to move on.
"No I don't. Rose I think your right its just too much sugar and chocolate before bed. Nothing more, not now, not ever." For a moment at the downcast of her eyes he regrets his words, but know the truth was needed for both their sakes.