Standing in the doorway to their kitchen, the Doctor smiled softly as he observed Rose chopping up vegetables for their dinner.
How he loved her, with his single heart. They had been married for two years, love blossoming from that day they were left on Bad Wolf Bay.
Striding across the room, he put his arms around Roses waist, resting his hands on her stomach.
"Hello, Rose Smith' he said softly, leaning in for a kiss. She sighed in content, as she gave him her smile.
'Hello, husband' she grinned, loving the fact that she could call him that, leaning in as well.
As they kissed, the Doctor felt the swift kick of their baby underneath their intertwined hands, the golden rings shining in the late afternoon sunlight streaming through the curtained windows.
How he marvelled in and loved Rose's eight month baby bump.
He was already in love with their child.