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This was written in about half an hour so it won't be that good.

Probably.

"You could have it all, you know." he breathed, looking across the snowy park at the young blonde girl who sat there, staring at the stars. She glanced at him, curious about the young man in a bow tie, matching suspenders and tweed jacket.

"Sorry, mate, didn't notice you were there. Did you say something?" her familiar cockney accent came through in her speech, and his lips curled in an unconscious smile.

"Nope. I didn't say anything." she grinned at him, and he couldn't help grinning back at her.

"I'm Rose, Rose Tyler. Who are you then, spending time out here on such a cold night?" she asked, gesturing the park, covered in a white layer of snow.

"Oh, I'm... Smith. Mr Smith. And if it's so cold, what are you doing out here." he sat next to her on the snow covered ground, comfortable in her presence. If he closed his eyes, he could imagine, just for a moment, that they were relaxing after one of their adventures, the Doctor and Rose Tyler, defenders of the universe.

"Well, Mr Smith. I'm looking at the stars. They're so beautiful. I'd love to see them up close." she looked up at the sky with a wistful expression on her face.

"Maybe one day you will." he told her, looking at her ohsobeautiful eyes. She laughed, and blushed.

"Yeah, right. You're like that guy from New Years, said this year was going to be eventful, it's been one of the most boring yet. Got a job at Henrik's, though, just sorting clothes, might meet a guy there." she sighed, and took a sip of the beer in her hand.

"You don't have a boyfriend?" he asked, shooting a quick glance at her face, with a thin layer of snow covering it.

"Well, not really. There's a guy, Mickey, that I'm kind of seeing, but we aren't, you know, exclusive." she frowned suddenly. "Why am I telling you this? Have we met before?" she gave him a playful grin. "You aren't that guy from New Years, are you? Cause that'd be embarrassing, not recognising you." she laughed, and suddenly, a memory played out in his mind.

Rose, laughing as he drags her across the apple grass, to see the beautiful city of New (x15) York. He was still not used to that body, and they stumble a little as they cross the field, before lying down, watching the traffic fly past.

"No, I'm not. But you never know, you might meet him again." He said mysteriously, taking a swig of the previously unnoticed beerbottle in his hand that Amy must have pushed onto him in one of the nearby bars across the road. He gagged, and spat the drink out.

"Ugh, what is that?" he yelled, looking at the label of the bottle as Rose laughed.

"You ok mate?" she asked him, grinning at the disgusted expression on his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine." he told her as another memory played in his head.

It was after the Christmas Invasion, and they were relaxing in Jackie's living room. Rose kept on glancing over at him, frowning. Eventually, after a few minutes of trying to sleep he rolled over on the couch and looked at her.

"Rose." he murmured. She looked up at him, and smiled at him tentatively.

"Yeah... Doctor?" she said his name hesitantly, as though she didn't believe he really was who he said he was.

"You keep looking at me. Something wrong?" he asked her, even as he knew the reply. He'd changed right in front of her, of course she'd be shaken up, as the man she knew turned into a different person with a strange personality, and still wasn't ginger.

She looked a little shocked that he'd asked, as though she didn't believe that this strange man she didn't really know any more would recognise when she was worried or upset. Then she smiled at him reassuringly.

"Nah, just thought I'd seen you before, that's all. There was a guy, looked a bit like you, back at New Years, before we met, but why would you have to go back in time when we could talk now. So don't worry about it."

So he didn't.

"You must be pretty drunk." she murmured, breaking him out of his reverie. He glanced at her.

"Why is that?" he asked, curious.

"You raided your granddads closet." she explained, before laughing again at his shocked expression.

"Bow ties are cool." he defended his clothing. She just laughed.

"And so are tweed jackets and suspenders?" she teased him.

"Yes! They're cooler than leather jackets or converses!" he said, laughing even as he said it.

Suddenly, a voice yelled. "Oi, you in the bow tie! It's getting late and it's snowing. We're leaving now." the Doctor sighed as he heard his companion.

"Ok, ok, Amy. I'm coming!" he yelled back at the Scot. Rose frowned.

"Your girlfriend?" she asked. He gave a start.

"What? Amy? NO! No no no no no. She's just a friend. That's a girl. Not my girlfriend. Her fiance kind of... left, so I'm looking after her." he ran his hand through his hair, a shocked expression on his face, as though dating Amy was something he would never ever consider.

"He's not a good fiance, then, is he?" she snorted, before frowning.

"Oh, well, actually, he's a brilliant bloke. He's got to be, to tie her down. He just...died...and I'm helping her get over it, even though she doesn't remember him. She got... amnesia, from the accident he died in, and she's sad, even though she doesn't remember him. It's all very complicated." he smiled at her weakly as he stood up. She looked at him for a moment, before standing up as well and giving him a hug.

"I'm sorry." she murmured. He smiled as her arms wrapped around him.

"Thanks." he whispered, closing his eyes.

She pulled away.

"Well, you better go now, Amy is waiting for you." she told him.

"Yeah." he said, before grinning at her.

"Goodbye, Rose Tyler. I hope we meet again, and if you ever wish to see the stars, just give me a call." he said, bringing out a pen and paper from his jacket, scrawling down the TARDIS number, and handing it to her, before running to Amy and the TARDIS.

Rose stood looking after him for a few moments, frowning when the strange sound of the TARDIS engines filled the night.
She smiled to herself, pocketed the piece of paper, and headed home in the snow.

Just a few weeks later, she met the ninth Doctor, and her life was changed forever.

Authors Note; This is meant to be a one-shot, but if you want, I'll write an add-on chapter. Just ask if you want something specific.

Actually, on that note, if you want me to write anything at all, just send me an email with your prompts.

Also, this story was kind of inspired by;

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