AN: Yes, hello I am back and writing Fanfiction instead of studying for my Spanish exam tomorrow (HURRAY!) Just really needed to get some DW fanfiction out there after the celebration of the 50th, and I am introducing a story which shall eventually include my Ultimate TARDIS team!

Enjoy!

- MH

It was a warm and windy day when Rose found herself boarding a jumbo jet to America. Her eyes were droopy and her bag felt heavy on her shoulder. As she walked down a large corridor toward her boarding gate, she passed a large window, letting the first rays of the early morning sun catch the light of her blonde hair on her shoulders. She sighed, turning her face away and continuing on to her plane.

In their flat several miles away, Rose's mother, Jackie, remained asleep, unaware of her daughter's intentions. In another room of the same flat, a man lay asleep, a man with dark, messy hair, and brown eyes. It was once said that he was so thin that if you hugged him, you would get a paper cut. He breathed slowly and peacefully, utterly unaware that the woman he loved was moments away from moving thousands of miles away from him.

He was the almost perfect clone of the man that Rose loved. Almost. But he was not the same man.

This was why Rose was leaving the UK. She couldn't bring herself to live there anymore. She couldn't wake up each morning being reminded of the life she could no longer have. The Doctor's Clone, or John Smith, as he was known in the human world, knew Rose. He knew all about the adventures that she had shared with the Doctor. He knew, even though they would never talk about that awful time, all about the day that the Doctor lost Rose to another universe, and how he burnt up a sun to say goodbye to her.

Still, Rose couldn't get over her loss of the Doctor. While she finally knew that the human Doctor loved her as the real Doctor did, she couldn't help but long for her life in the TARDIS, travelling through time and space and saving the universe. Saving many different universes.

She had just approached the not-so pleasant-looking lady taking everyone's boarding passes when she heard it. It was so quiet that she thought that it was part of her imagination at first. But there was no mistaking it. The sound like the heavy breathing of the nearly dead. The sound of hope. The sound of time itself. It was him. A huge smile broke out across her face and she turned and ran, leaving a stunned family of people staring at her and she dashed back down the corridor, searching for the familiar blue box.

Eventually, she found it, settled in a corner behind a rather large, fake tree. She was just about to knock on the door when a man walked out. But it was an unfamiliar man. He was dressed rather eccentrically, with a bow tie and red suspenders. A red fez sat atop his head full head of dark hair. His eyes widened when he noticed her. Her eyes widened when she noticed his.

"Rose," he whispered, barely audible.

"D-doctor?" It came out as more of a question than a statement.

"Y-yes," he replied, reaching out a hand to gently touch her cheek.

It was silent for several moments as each of them stared into the other's eyes, searching for something there that would explain how they had come to this moment.

Suddenly, a voice came from the inside the TARDIS. "Doctor, where is it we've landed this time? God knows we never make it to the right place." As she spoke, she came to the door, and Rose saw her for the first time. A beautiful red-haired girl with a Scottish accent. Her eyes grew confused as she noticed Rose, who immediately pulled away from the Doctor's hand and cleared her throat.

"Oh, so you must be his new…" she trailed off, not sure how to say it. Her eyes met the ground.

"What? No, I'm not. I'm married. To another man. To this man, actually," she explained, as another man came to the door. Blimey, how many did the Doctor have with him now?

"I'm Amy, and this is Rory. Who are you, exactly?"

"Amy, Rory, go back inside and distract your daughter for a moment, won't you?" The Doctor suddenly spoke and Rose was surprised at his new voice, even though she really shouldn't have been.

"Why? Is she your ex-girlfriend or something?" Amy asked, half-joking.

"Just do it!" The Doctor groaned, exasperated.

"Do what?" Came another voice from inside the TARDIS, and Amy and Rory moved out from the doorway to reveal a woman with crazy hair, sultry eyes, and a mysterious smile.

Rose looked at the Doctor, who looked so uncomfortable that Rose thought he would just shrink away and disappear before her eyes.

"River Song… meet Rose Tyler," he said in a small voice, gesturing between them vaguely.

River's face changed at once, into an expression of shocked recognition. "You're… Rose?" she asked, drawing closer to her, still with that look of awe.

"As far as I know, yeah," Rose replied.

Suddenly, River hugged Rose. Rose awkwardly gave her a pat on the back.

"Can I ask, who exactly are you, River Song?"

River pulled back, a slight look of pity in her eyes. "I'm the Doctor's wife."