She had always been there for him in his time of need. She comforted him when he needed comforting and even gave him some space when he needed it most. She hated not feeling his presence when he would go off on his adventures but she was loyal and patient and always eager for his return. She loved the way he informed his companions that "bowties are cool". She loved the way his hair fell into his eyes when he was thinking. She loved it when he called her sexy when they were alone. She absolutely adored him but she knew it was a love she could never have.

When she could, she made him dream of his planet. Of the red grass and silver trees. Of the days before the Great Time War. Of him running with his best friend when they were children. Of the Academy and on more than one occasion, of them finding each other. He had always said it was he who chose her but it was her who chose him. She knew they were meant to be together.

Although he changed his appearance over the years, he never changed the way he felt for her. It broke her heart when he would come home crying. It broke her heart seeing him cope with losing another companion. She knew what went on inside his head. The burden he had took upon himself by destroying his home planet. The loneliness from being the last Time Lord. She was the last of her kind too. they both had a connection that could never be broken. They were both one of a kind. Its what made them special. The Doctor and his TARDIS.