Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Doctor Who characters, duhhhh cause if I did I bet I wouldn't have gotten rid of Rose so quickly. It's also my first fanfic so I know it isn't that good x)

The Tardis was unusually quiet that day, blinking its lights while a few beeps went off in various sectors of the ship to show that it was indeed running. The Doctor sat at the edge of his bed in his room staring at nothing in particular while in thought. Nothing terribly important was going on so the Doctor had sent Martha back to visit with family, leaving him alone in the ship. He was free to do just about anything but it seemed that all he could manage to do that day was think. The Doctor leaned back, his head finally hitting the soft bed and his eyes drifting to the ceiling to stare straight ahead lazily as he had been doing with the wall. One would think that many topics were flowing through his mind if he was in such deep thought but really the only thing on his mind was…well, it wasn't a thing it was someone.

How long had it been now? How long had it been since he had to leave her behind and continue on with his travels? Sure, he had found a new companion to travel with, but no one could ever replace his Rose. He couldn't help but smile as his thoughts drifted to the first time he had heard her recall him as her Doctor. A small chuckle escaped that smile playing about on his lips and he shook his head side to side slowly but only once. She was right, he was her Doctor and he would forever be hers but here he was without his Rose by his side and it was unbearable. It wasn't as though he didn't like Martha though. She was pleasant to have around the ship and she had managed to become a rather close friend of his but Rose was the first one he had really truly loved. Many a night he laid awake in bed just thinking about how things could be so much different if he hadn't lost Rose in the first place. If only she was here…he could see her smile, hear her melodic voice throughout the Tardis, and even feel the warmth of her touch again such as her hand on his arm. The Doctor gave a sigh and closed his eyes so he seemed a bit sane than when he was just staring into space. What he wouldn't give for...

His thoughts were interrupted as the Tardis let off a few shrill notes to tell him it had found something worth checking on. The Doctor sat back up, getting up off of his bed and walking rather quickly into the main control room to see what the ship had picked up on in hopes that it was something worth getting up for. He examined a few screens and soon a broad grin was on his face, "Looks like the ship could read my mind after all…"

"I…I love you."

"Quite right too. And I suppose…with one last chance to say it…Rose Tyler…"

A rather beautiful looking blond sat in a chair, staring at herself in the vanity mirror while lost deeply in thought about that which happened a year and a half ago. She blinked and seemed to come out of her trance. Had it really been only a year and a half since Rose Tyler parted ways with the Doctor? It felt like it had been more than that. Rose had gone along with daily life shortly after returning: taking a job, getting back together with Mickey and here she was, actually getting married to him. The wedding was only an hour away. Rose knew that Mickey was her only choice now, he knew what she had gone through with the Doctor and he actually seemed to be sympathetic towards the whole scenario. In fact, out of all the choices Rose had to make after her life with the Doctor, she knew that marrying Mickey was the right thing to do.

Rose Tyler was not accustomed to seeing herself looking so "dolled" up. Her straight blond hair hung in soft curly tendrils with a rather fancy looking bun in the back to top it all off. A simple white dress clung to her rather curvy figure and a traditional wedding veil was placed on her head. Last minute preparations were taking place and people were seen running this way and that as they hurried to get something. Someone ran past Rose but soon stopped and turned back to see her, it was Jackie.

"Rose you look so beautiful!" Jackie exclaimed as she looked her over, "I didn't think I'd get to see you married but here you are and it's only an hour away. Oh I'm sure Mickey will thing you are beautiful too…" And just like that, without waiting for a reply at all, Jackie hurried along to do doubt rearrange something.

Rose looked across at herself in the mirror again and frowned. How could she be unhappy on her wedding day? She loved Mickey, really she did and he was the one she wanted to be with out of all the guys in this world. Yet, here she was with a frown and looking crestfallen in the mirror. Perhaps it was just her version of the wedding jitters, that had to be it so Rose gave a soft sigh and listened to the hustle and bustle around her.

The doctor had stepped out of the Tardis and looked around at his surroundings a bit confused, "This really doesn't look like anywhere near her house you know…" he mumbled a bit under his breath as he walked along the street. He was aware of where he was but he had expected the ship to land a tad bit nearer to Rose's house. Instead, he was walking along the small town street and approaching a small church where bells were ringing. Something must have been going on, considering there were a bunch of cars in the parking lot to the right of the church. The Doctor stopped and his eyes glanced over to the church's announcement board and was taken by surprise by what he saw: Come join us this Saturday for the joining of Rose and Mickey ………. A joyous occasion indeed!

A frown graced itself along the Doctor's lips as he read the sign a few times over. He had come here looking for Rose and it looked like he had found her but here she was getting married. The Doctor was tempted to take his leave just then, leaving her to get on with her life but his thoughts were conflicting with his choice.

"It certainly seems as if she has moved on with her life so maybe I should just leave. But what if there was still the small dismal chance that she would go back with you? Mickey may love her but I'm the one that NEEDS her. I've been losing sleep over her and here I am actually debating going back without her? I think not!"

So there he was, walking up to the door of the church where he was greeted by someone who he didn't quite know.

"Well I do hate to be troublesome to you Ma'am but could you perhaps direct me as to where I would find a Miss Rose Tyler?"

Rose was busy checking her hair for the umpteenth time that day when a member of the church rushed in looking a bit worried, "I'm sorry to have to bother you Miss on your wedding day no doubt but there is a young man here who insists that he speaks to you at once because time depends on it," she said hurriedly and looked over at the preoccupied Rose for an answer.

"You're right, it is my wedding day and even if it were the most dire pressing problem in the world I don't think it could be any more important than today," she said with a curt nod of her head and continued fiddling about with strands of her hair.

"Wow…You know, it's rather impolite to blow off an old friend just like that. I expected more from you Rose Tyler," came a familiar voice which made Rose drop the hairbrush in her hand and gasp in surprise.