A/N: It's here at long last! Sorry I haven't updated in so long. it's school's fault. But anyway, enjoy!

Rose sat in front of the vanity, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Behind her, Martha was fixing her hair into an elegant bun with soft curls hanging loose around her face. Donna had just finished applying the final touches to Rose's makeup; she used waterproof makeup just to be safe. Martha finished up with her hair and stepped to the side.

"Oh, you look beautiful, Rose," she said as she tried not to tear up.

Rose gave her a small smile. "Thanks. And thanks, you two, for helping me out. I wouldn't have made it without your help."

"No problem at all," Donna answered. "It's been a pleasure."

Rose glanced up and looked at the reflection of the long, white dress hanging on the door behind her and her heart started to beat wildly. Of all the adventures she'd had with the Doctor, this one scared her the most. She didn't really know why. This is the day she'd been dreaming of for years and preparing for for two months now. And at long last it was here.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door creaking open. A familiar brown head peered in. Rose beamed when she saw him. She quickly got up from her seat and walked up to him as he stepped inside.

Donna hurried over and stood between them, placing her hands on her hips intimidatingly. "Oi, Doctor! You know it's bad luck. Get outta here!"

Rose giggled. "Well he hasn't seen me in my dress yet so it's okay."

Donna harrumphed but gave in and sat back down in her chair in the corner. Rose looked down at what the Doctor was wearing. He'd traded his pinstripes for a black suit with a red rose in the front pocket, but as always he still retained the red trainers. And oddly, he was wearing a red bowtie.

Rose tugged the bowtie, which had become slightly crooked. "A bowtie, Doctor? I didn't really think they were your thing."

"I thought it looked sort of cool," he muttered, embarrassed.

Rose laughed. "Well if you had a pair of braces and some elbow patches you'd look like my grandad," she teased.

"Well I could always go swap it for a necktie," he offered.

Rose laughed and said, "No, it's fine. You look handsome in anything."

Donna pretended to be gagging over in the corner and then said, "If I were you I'd shoot the thing. It's horrid! The only thing that could be worse is a fez."

"Donna, don't be rude!" Martha scolded.

The Doctor grimaced. "Thank you, Donna, for that wonderful advice."

She nodded. "I'm always here for you."

Rose giggled and smiled with her tongue poking out. She turned back to the Doctor. "It's starting soon, I need to get dressed. You should go get in your place."

He nodded. "Alright. I'll be waiting," he added with a grin. Then he turned on his heels and strode back out of the bridal room to stand at his place in front of the altar.

"You ready for this?" Martha asked Rose.

Rose took a deep breath. "I've known the Doctor for so long now. We've gone on so many adventures together, more than a few of which were near death scenarios. And yet, none of those scared me quite as much as this does. But I don't know why, because I love him. I've loved him for a long time now, longer than he even knows, and all those years we were apart, I waited. I waited for him because I still loved him. So why does this scare me?"

Martha pondered that for a moment. "Well," she started, "marriage scares a lot of people. Sometimes it's the fear of commitment,"

"But I am already committed to him. There'd never be anyone else and I want to be with him forever," Rose interjected. "I think... I think it's just that, I never really thought this would ever happen. Me marrying the Doctor. I'd never really thought about something so... normal. So domestic. Once you've travelled with the Doctor, things like this seem almost bizarre compared to a normal day in a life with him. And that's what scares me."

Martha nodded. "I see what you mean."

Rose felt an arm wrap around her shoulder and looked up to see Donna looking down at her with a tender face. "Rose, this is going to be the best day of your life. Everything is going to be fine."

Rose looked in the mirror and saw that a tear had already escaped and was running down her cheek. She'd have to remember to thank Donna for the waterproof makeup later. "I'm ready," she whispered.

Donna grabbed the dress from its hook on the door and Rose slipped out of her fluffy pink bathrobe. Martha and Donna helped her into the wedding gown. Once she had it on, Martha placed the long veil on top of her head and pulled it over her face.

She and Donna stepped back to admire her. Martha put her hand over her mouth and said, "Oh gosh, I'm gonna cry already!"

Donna smiled. "You're a lovely bride. Simply beautiful."

They heard music starting coming from the other side of the door. "That's our cue!" Martha said.

Martha and Donna, who were already wearing their red bridesmaid dresses, grabbed their bouquets and hurried out the door. Before leaving, Donna turned around and whispered, "Good luck!"

Rose peeped out the door to see Martha walking down the aisle and Donna following. Soon after, the audience ahhhed as Martha's little niece walked down the aisle tossing flower petals and walking next to Rose's little brother, Tony, who was holding the rings.

Too soon, the familiar bridal march started up and the audience all got to their feet. Rose took one more deep breath before she walked out to the altar that would change her life forever.

Sorry. I had to pick on eleven. I love him, too. :) hopefully I'll be able to put up chapter two by tomorrow.