AU of series seven of DW (and of NCIS in general? Specifically after the whole Fornell kills Ari's Long Lost Brother thing) My take on a Rose/eleven reunion fic. Enjoy. Because I only own this storyline.

Flames and kisses.

Seventy three years. That's how long she and Dr. John Smith had been married for. Seventy three wonderful years. The funeral had been lovely. It was a bittersweet family reunion. Her brother Tony had so many lovely children and grandchildren and great grandchildren. While she was sweet Auntie Rose who was never lucky enough to have children with daft old Uncle Doc. But they spoiled all their nieces and nephews rotten. No one knew where the hundred and seven year old got the energy to play tag with the children. That had been the part where Tony had pulled her aside to scold her and remind her that she was suppose to be an elderly woman.

Rose sighed looking at her wrinkled face in the mirror of her now too large bedroom. She had been thinking about what Tony had said all day.

"Rose you need to act your age!"

With another sigh, Rose touched a gem on her bracelet. The image of an frail old woman flickered away to reveal the beautiful young blond that Rose truly was. And that she had been for eighty eight years.

Torchwood said that traveling in the Time Vortex and through the Void must have slowed her aging process to a crawl. That the shimmer she wore would camouflage the curious side effect of being a time traveler. But Rose knew better.

"Bad Wolf." She said to herself in her London Cockney. Her brown eyes found herself in the mirror, afraid that by speaking of the entity she had briefly become upon absorbing the heart of the TARDIS that she would reawaken it. But there was no golden hue to her eyes. She didn't see all of Time and Space. Beginning and end. Every atom in the universe. Her fragile human mind wasn't burning. She was just plain Ol' Rose.

Old Rose. If only the Doctor knew she couldn't age. That she could have spent her years with him instead of John. Not that John wasn't the Doctor (only human). Not that she didn't love him. But deep down inside her heart still yearned for that mad alien in a blue box running for his life. John had drawn what he looked like in past regenerations once. Had asked if Rose would feel the same for those blokes that weren't quite as pretty as the Tenth Doctor had been. She knew she would. Which is why she had made her decision.

It was time to go home. Home to the Doctor.

"I'm bored." Declared Very Special Agent Tony Dinozzo as he sat at his desk, playing video games on his phone. His teammates Special Agents Tim McGee and Eleanor Bishop were catching up on paperwork. The desks all faced each other in the squad room of NCIS headquarters.

McGee glance over at their boss, Senior Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. He was standing by the window, watching the ships in the harbor, sipping on his customary fifth cup of black coffee that day. Normally they wouldn't have this type of conversation around Gibbs, for the retired Marine would find something for them to do. But even Gibbs had run out of busy work. It had been an unusually slow month. They had only three new cases, all of which were resolved quickly due to the sensitive nature of each case. They had taken to even trying to track down the criminals on the Most Wanted list to past the time, but it was still busy work at best.

"You know I was thinking. We should go somewhere. As a team." The blond Bishop spoke up.

"What? Like a vacation?" McGee asked.

"Yeah. Like a team bonding thing. We could invite Ducky and Jimmy and Abby too. And our significant others." Bishop suggested.

"You know Abby's going to suggest Disney World Bishop." Tony said.

"That could be fun actually. Delilah loves Disney movies." McGee said, thinking of his beautiful girlfriend in the DOD.

"Well I mean who doesn't? Without Disney, movies wouldn't be what they are today. Snow White and the Seven Dwarves was called 'Disney's Folly' back in the day. No one thought a full length animated movie would work. Today they're winning Oscars for Best Picture. You want to know what my favorite Disney movie is? 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit.' Film noir, funny animated characters and Jessica Rabbit. Growl...talk about a dress that was painted on." Tony purred, trailing off in fantasy.

"My favorite's Oliver and Company. I wanted a kitten just like Oliver and a dog like Dodger." Bishop smiled.

"Lesser known but still a classic. Nice. What about you McDuck? Tron? Flight of the Navigator? Escape to Witch Mountain? The Cat from Outer Space?" Tony asked McGee.

"Actually I like 'Wall-E. Still Sci-fi but it had a lot of heart and the animation was amazing." McGee said.

"Oh yeah. 'Eeevvvvaaaaa!' Cute." Tony chuckled doing an imitation of the little robot.

"Mine's 'The Little Mermaid'." Gibbs spoke up suddenly. The three agents shared surprised looks. They did not expect him to join their conversation.

"Really Gibbs?" Bishop asked as he turned to them.

"My daughter Kelly liked that they had a princess with red hair. Like her." Gibbs said with a fond smile before taking another sip. Now the agents understood. Gibbs had lost his family years ago. And he still honored their memory to this day.

"That's nice Boss." Tony said sincerely.

"So what do you guys think about the whole vacation idea?" Bishop said, wisely changing the subject.

"It be great if you didn't just jinx us." Tony said.

"How'd I'd jinx it?" Bishop shrugged.

"Well now that we're thinking about personal plans, some sort of weird case is gonna fall into our laps. A dead petty officer up a flag pole or a Marine kidnapped by his psycho grandmother or..."

Tony was interrupted when a bright flash of white light filled the room and a blond Rose Tyler gasped as she crashed into Gibbs, sending his coffee flying and sending them both to the floor.

"Or...that..." Tony said stunned as Gibbs looked up at the dazed young woman that was lying on top of him.