The ancient engines whirled and whined; the central column of the TARDIS swirled up and down, humming its familiar centuries' old melody, one of the most beautiful sounds in the universe. The most beautiful thought the Doctor. Turning away from his beloved TARDIS, the Doctor twisted round to face one of most beautiful women in the universe. The most beautiful thought the Doctor, but of course he would never tell her that, goodness, what would Rose say to that? She'd probably laugh it off, think of it as a joke, but it wasn't one. He really thought she was that beautiful, she meant so much to him; he loved her and seeing her standing there next to him made him love her all the more. There weren't many people in the world that would put up with the Doctor's way of life but Rose had always stood beside him, his faithful companion. He grinned his hearty grin at Rose, the one that always made her go weak at the knees and asked "Where to next?"
Rose beamed back at him. Where to go? They had the whole universe the Doctor and her, the whole of time and space. "Somewhere lively, I'm in a good mood, somewhere…"
"Busy" the Doctor finished her sentence for her.
"Yeah, busy."
"Okay dokey, busy it is. I know a perfect place," said the Doctor animatedly spinning around the control panel, twirling buttons here and there, "Just off the Jakura system, there's a planet bustling with trade and people, thriving with people!" he said animatedly spreading his arms wide, his face alive and glowing at the thought of a different world. Rose giggled; she loved his various descriptions of new planets. "51st century, the planet Retwa, home of humans and aliens alike," announced the Doctor.
"Humans? Living with aliens?" asked Rose inquiringly.
"Oh yeah! They love it!" grinned the Doctor, "Fancy it?" he asked
"Yeah, why not!" agreed Rose, following the Doctor round the control room as he hopped around adjusting things. He got to the coordinates panel, and turned to Rose, his tongue touching the roof of his mouth and his eyes alive and shimmering. "Off we go then," he said punching some numbers into the panel, and with a whoosh and a groan of the engines they were off, the TARDIS dancing its way along amongst the stars, next stop, Retwa.