A/N - Another of my midget stories that I've written in the middle of the night. Although for this one, it was more likely around 3am. This is my first foray into the Doctor Who fandom, written shortly after I found out that Rose was returning. Oddly, it actually has nothing at all to do with her return. In my mind, this is Rose and Ten. But it could be Nine if you so desired it.
Pure fluff. Please forgive any OOC-ness. This is new to me!
Please R&R!
Don't own, don't sue. kthnxbai!
Stopping to catch her breath, Rose Tyler looked down at herself. Noticing how soaked and muddy she was she sighed. The Doctor heard her and turned, looking not all that different. He smiled slightly and she knew everything wasn't that bad.
"I want to go home," she stated firmly. The Doctor's eyes widened.
"Now?" he asked. Rose simply nodded her response. Blinking once, he lead the way back to the TARDIS, wondering what could have caused her change of heart.
As soon as the pair stepped inside the TARDIS, Rose pulled off her jacket, while the Doctor headed for the console.
"Thank you," Rose offered softly. The Doctor turned to face her abruptly.
"For what?" he asked in confusion.
"For bringing me home," she replied, stepping closer to him. Looking into her eyes he finally understood. He smiled his mega-watt smile and engulfed her in a hug.
They were home.
-fin-