Apple Grass
They lay side by side, staring at the sky and smiling to themselves. Occasionally, they looked across and held each other's gaze. Though he was a different man, there were hints of the old Doctor behind his eyes. Sadness lurking deep behind his smile. They talked and laughed as they lay there. The Doctor and Rose; together as always. He reached across, took her hand and she knew everything would be alright. The scent of apples drifted along in the breeze and all was well in the world.