I'm Yours Again
Rose's POV

As the last echo of the TARDIS and my old life with the Doctor disappeared, I turned to smile at a familiar face, ready to start our new life together. The Doctor took my hand and we turned to watch my mum calling Dad for a ride.

"Hi Honey," Her voice carries over the sound of the crashing waves, "Yeah, we're back safe an' sound, but we could use a ride. We're in bloody Norway again! Oh, and the Doctors here, and he's human!" She paused, listening, "I don't ruddy know how! He just is! Well, you can ask him when you get here. Bye, love you." She snapped the phone shut and the Doctor and I shared a glance.

"What have I gotten myself into?" The Doctor bemoaned.

"Oi, that's my mum!" I lightly punched him in the arm. He laughed.

"Come on then." We ran hand in hand to catch up with Mum. When we reached her the Doctor snuck up and slung an arm around her shoulder. She jumped.

"God! Doctor you nearly gave me a heart attack!" she spurted and smacked his arm.

"Ow!" He whined. I shook my head; some things never change.

"So you see; biological metacrisis equals me!" The Doctor stated simply, after we had tried to explain his being here to my thoroughly surprised father.

"So let me see if I'm getting this right," Dad said after a pause, "The Doctor split into two Doctors, one that's a Timelord and one that's human. You're the human one, but you're still the Doctor."

"That pretty much sum it up!" The Doctor answered with a smile.

"Unbelievable."

"Dad, he's the Doctor," I interjected, "Did you really expect the explanation to be normal?"

"Good point." He replied with a chuckle.

"Excuse me miss Tyler." The Doctor addressed me, "I do believe that you just called me abnormal. I'm doing my best not to be insulted." He sniffed and did his best to look miffed.

I reached across Tony's empty carseat that sat between us and patted his arm, "I just meant that you are never boring. And that is a very good thing in my opinion."

He grinned and waggled an eyebrow in my direction. He reached over and brushed a spare strand of my hair back behind my ear. He then leaned forward and bringing his lips to my ear he made to whisper something. He never got the chance.

"Oi!" my mum called back to us from the front seat, "I'll not have that in my car. Don't make me turn around and drop you back in Norway." The Doctor chuckled and lightly pressed a kiss into the soft spot just behind my ear. I suppressed a telltale giggle and the Doctor slumped back in his seat to stare out the window at the passing scenery.

"Mum," I huffed, rolling my eyes, "It's technically torchwood's car."

"Don't use that tone with your mum."

"Whatever, we're not turning around anyway. We're here." I tapped the Doctor and pointed out the window. He looked up and smiled.

"I see you got all the shattered glass cleaned up." He commented as we stepped out of the car.

"Well, with a family to look out for, some major renovations were necessary. I figured that glass was one of the necessities." We laughed and Mum hurried up the steps and in the door. Dad gave us a wink and followed her.

I squeezed the Doctor's hand. He looked down, still smiling. His eyes were wide, processing new information. I knew that look; he was nervous.

"I know it's different, but change isn't always bad." I comforted, "You're living proof of that."