"You're my best friend, Doctor." Martha had sat the Time Lord Down in her hotel room. She had considered leaving him for what she was about to say, but she just hadn't seen enough of the universe to end it so suddenly. This had to be one of the most awkward things she'd ever done but everything she had to say needed to be said.

"You're my best friend and there is something rather uncomfortable and awkward between us that I would like to get straight. Clear the air and such." She was no longer looking at him; just pacing the floor and taking quick glances in his direction to gauge his reaction. He looked wide-eyed at her from his position in the chair in the center of the room as if he had no idea what this meeting was about.

"You're my best friend," She said for the third time, "But you can be an arse sometimes, y'know?" There was genuine surprise in his face now. She could tell the difference. After all, they were best friends.

"Sorry, sorry. That was a bit uncalled for." She sighed, glancing at him once again. He sort of looked like a kid who was in trouble but not quite sure what he had done. It was so convincing, she almost believed he was as thick as he pretended to be. It had been a year of that though. Not anymore. "Now I'm not blaming you for how you feel; that just can't be helped. But at the very least, you could have told me the truth. Not that bit about how I'm not replacing her; I got an earful of that when I first joined you." She looked at him again and she could see a slight look of guilt in his face. She felt momentarily triumphant. Then her own guilt set in. She wasn't there to make him feel bad about hurting. She wasn't there to make him feel bad about anything. She just didn't want to lose her best friend.

"I just want the truth. I need the truth. I don't know if I can handle the truth but I want it anyway." This time she looked him in his eye, grabbing his hand with both of hers and sitting on the bed next to him. "I know how hard losing… her was for you. When you thought I wasn't looking, I could see the pain in your eyes." She looked away from him now. Sometimes when he got that pained look in his eye, it was enough to make her weep for him.

"Which makes me feel horrible for feeling the way I do." She still hadn't said what had brought her to this moment; calling the Doctor not four hours after checking into her hotel room. He knew and she knew he knew even though he pretended not to know; which was frustrating. "My school girl crush on you. You are more than amazing, Doctor." She had let go of his hand and was now looking out of the window. She could see his somber reflection in the glass. "Rose was a lucky girl…" She trailed off. "I am… was envious to say the least. I just hoped that one day you would let me help you stop hurting. And in a way, I am, I guess. Except not like I want. But I've come to realize that that's not what you need. You need a friend. And that's what I want to be. A friend. Not a girl who follows you like a lost puppy." Comparing herself to that felt like she punched herself in the stomach. She wasn't bigheaded but her pride was an important part of her.

She turned around and leaned on the window sill. "I want to get over this so we can be friends, Doctor. Real, actual friends. Nothing more, nothing less. I need closure…" She walked over slowly to the Time Lord and looked him straight in the eye. "I need you to tell me, for certain, without a shadow of doubt, that you will never feel the same way about me that feel about you in this moment."

She removed the Tardis Blue duct tape from his mouth.