AN Hello! This is my first Doctor Who fanfic, I got the inspiration to write a little two-parter as I've just come back from seeing David Tennant in Much Ado and going to the dw experience last week in London and it made me feel all nostalgic…I gathered a post- GITF fic is one of the necessary stories to write about for doctor/rose shippers as I can't believe anyone likes that episode without imaging some sort of understanding to occur between Rose/doc afterwards? Well that's what I like to console myself with anyway! At this rate the AN shall be longer than the actual post so here we go! *all recognisable characters belong to the BBC etc*

"Tell you what, I bet you're gonna have a really great year"

"Yeah?" Rose smiled at the strange man in the shadows hoping he was right. Seeing that he wasn't going to reply she widened her smile and nodded.

"See ya" taking one last glance at the man Rose raced inside to the warmth.

Eyes springing open Rose stared up at the starry night sky that the Tardis was simulating, she hadn't even realised she'd dosed off. This room with its apple grass floor and old oak trees was a favourite of hers; she often wandered in after a particularly difficult adventure or just when she needed to clear her head. As much as she loved the Doctor, the 100-miles an hour ramblings on the inner workings of an electro-magnetic thingymajig- his words not hers- drove her round the bend.

They were spinning around the vortex for a few days after the whole Reinette saga and Rose just needed some time to herself. Mickey had discovered the games room and was safely ensconced there for the foreseeable future. The doctor was tinkering away in the console room pretending to be okay when he thought he was being observed. She knew better. She saw the sadness etched into his ancient eyes, how his face would fall when he thought no-one was looking. She wanted him to confide in her, wanted him to open up to her. After all they had been through she thought she understood their relationship, they were Rose and the Doctor, better with two and all that. Apparently she was wrong yet again. Stupid ape.

She thought back to her dream, a recollection really, of that night. That figure slumped against the wall; there was something about him that was tugging at her memory, something that she felt she should know. Sighing in frustration she rearranged her head to a more comfortable position whilst the lights dimmed around her. Thanks old girl. Ever since the Game Station Rose had felt more connected to the Tardis, she always seemed to sense what Rose needed and adjusted the atmosphere accordingly, for this she was grateful. Sometimes she just needed to step back from the crazy and take a deep breath before jumping back in again. The whole Versailles trip was one massive load of insane and so Rose felt entitled to some relaxation and alone time. She knew the Doctor was hurting, she wanted to help him, but she was hurting too and she needed some time to sort out her jumbled feelings before she could properly be there for her Doctor.

First he had invited Mickey onboard, Mickey. Her ex-boyfriend who he had never shown any indication of liking, she just couldn't understand why he would want him on board. She loved Mickey, but not in the way she used to. She wanted him to be happy, to have someone like what she thought she had with the Doctor. She was in love the Doctor. There was no doubt in her mind that she was irrevocably in love with him, she knew the previous incarnation loved her back, she could sense it in everything he did, but this new, new Doctor… he had left her. Left her without a goodbye, without a way to get back mere days after promising her that she could spend the rest of her life with him. She was angry, she was disappointed, she was hurt. She was questioning her entire relationship with this new him. Was he really the same like he said? She had thought so at first, but now she wasn't so sure.

Rose let out a sigh and sat up. She looked around her tranquil surroundings wishing that her mind was this calm. She absent-mindedly started picking at the grass beside her, the apple aroma filling her senses. She briefly smiled in recollection at the memory of the first date in his new body. It quickly faded as flashes of clockwork men looming towards her replaced her once happy thoughts. There seemed to be no escape from this particular adventure, even in her memories.

Staring off into the distance she did not notice someone else entering the room. It was only when she spotted a cuppa tea put under her nose that she realised she was no longer alone.

Thanks for reading, it's just a quick one, the second part should be up within the next couple of days!