Rose Tyler was standing on a beach in Norway, it had been 3 months since she had last seen the Doctor, really seen him now she was just talking to a projection of him, a hologram that he was burring up a sun to power.

"What you gonna do?" she asked him.

"Oh I'v got the TARDIS, same old life last of the Time Lords." he replied smiling.

Rose would of been annoyed at his apparent lack of emotion at her leaving but she knew that he was just wearing his mask, the mask she had almost never seen him take off, the mask he wore to hide his true feelings whether they be guilt because of his dead race or sorrow over loosing a friend. "On your own?" she asked, he didn't answer and she took that to mean yes. A small part of Rose was happy that he had no plans to replace her, she squashed that part immediately as much as she loved the Doctor she didn't want him to be alone, even if she wasn't the one that was with him and she did love him more than she loved anything else in the universes and she had to tell him.

*-*-* Doctor*-*-*

Rose was crying now, he didn't want her to cry he wanted to reach out and hold her but he couldn't he was just a projection even so he had to make a conscious effort to stop himself, it would just make her sadder.

"I love you." she said forcing out the words through her tears.

"Oh crap!" thought the Doctor, he had obviously suspected it but he had hoped she wouldn't say it that would of made it easier for both of them to move on. "Quite right too." he replied regretting it immediately "What a stupid thing to say." he thought and briefly considered slapping himself, he didn't reasoning that it would look absolutely stupid, not to mention it might hurt. Rose looked down looking even sadder, he hadn't intended to tell her but he just couldn't leave her looking like that he had to say something to make her feel better.

*-*-* Rose *-*-*

Rose looked down feeling completely rejected, she had felt shore he would of told her that he loved her to but no, she had been alone in her feelings towards the Doctor "And..." he started rose looked up trying not to get her hopes up "I suppose, if its my last chance to say it.." he continued slowly "Rose Tyler…" he vanished, her time lord had run out of time.

Rose collapsed onto the sand crying "He'd been just about to say it!" she said weakly to herself knowing that the fragment of that sentence she never got to hear would haunt her for a very long time. She was already obsessing over it as her mother ran over to her, her arms out stretched, Rose ran to her mother needing to be held by somebody, she wanted the Doctor but that would never happen again, he had told her never, never again it's impossible and she would just have to move on but that seemed just as impossible. She was silent on the hour long ride back to the hotel her farther Pete had managed to rent out so they'd have privacy. She didn't say a word as she walked into the empty homeland walked upstairs and into the first room she felt like, she was so exhausted she just dropped onto the bed not noticing ancient blue box sitting static in the corner.

*-*-* Doctor *-*-*

"I love you." the Doctor finished knowing that it was to late her her to hear him, the Doctor allowed himself a few moments to grief for his loss. "Right then, time to get to work." he said out loud to nobody in particular and walked off into a random corridor asking the TARDIS to make a new room for him to work in, he could feel her sadness over Rose as she acknowledged his request and created the room for him, for a while he had thought that the TARDIS might be against him if he decided to take this potentially self-destructive corse of action, he should of known better. The Doctor and his TARDIS were bonded in a way no one else in the universe could understand, no race but the time lords had ever (or will ever he thought with a hint of pride) managed to create a eleventh dimensional matrix that travels through time and space, and even if they did it's doubtful that they would ever think to psychically bond themselves to it, thats what had made the time lords great though no time lord had bonded with their TARDIS quite like the Doctor had with his, he couldn't remember the last time that had disagreed on something. Well he could it was just after the time war; he was franticly throwing himself at danger just daring the universe to finish him off, but it didn't, the TARDIS protected him as always. As he passed through the newly created doorway he stroked the TARDIS walls affectionately, the TARDIS flashed her lights and sent him loving signals back, they couldn't talk, the time lords learnt long ago the eleventh dimensional conciseness simply didn't exist in that way but she could still communicate with him through feeling, images, emissions and other mediums. It was just him and his TARDIS again, in the end it always was, with a sigh he held out his hand and the TARDIS materialised a pen for him to use, he began his work.