An "adding on" to "The Runaway Bride" the first episode the tenth Doctor (David Tennant) meets Donna, before Martha. I'm an American but I've been to England. I've ridden the trains, drank the tea (with milk, like I have ALWAYS taken it), had the breakfast and so much more. So if you think there is a good place for some wonderful British lingo please let me know! I need help in that area.

Constructive Criticism is always welcome!

Oh and by the way, I totally don't own any of the wonderment of Doctor Who. I wish I had time and relative dimension in space so I could go back and pitch the concept of the Doctor to Sydney Newman and Terry Nation and work with them on it in the first place. But alas, I do not.

Also, my deepest apologies to Russell T. Davies for starting with HIS setting and HIS fantastic lines. Read as they slowly change into my simple story: The Thing About Never Ever

Chapter One

The First to Know

"Merry Christmas." She said, still smiling about the snow.

"And you?" The doctor looked up at the wondrous precipitation gently falling. "So, what will you do with yourself now?"

She rambled on about possible options while the Doctor thought carefully about his next question. Perhaps it's just best to ask, and not think about it. The worst Donna could say is no.

"…I don't know, travel…" Donna's words caught the Doctor's attention and reminded him of how Rose would call it traveling.

Donna continued "Just go out there and do something." He definitely caught that.

"Well, you could always..."

"What?"

"…come wit me." There. He had said it. No taking it back. Could he possibly replace the hole in his heart before it had a chance to get any bigger? Was that what he was trying to do? Just forget his Rose Tyler?

"No…"

"Okay!" He already planned the word. Like a teenager shot down for his first date.

"I can't…" He didn't want to hear her excuses. She's not interested.

"No, it's fine!" He assured her, he didn't need an explanation. He just needed to stare at his worn high tops.

"I couldn't. But there is someone who could." Donna paused until the Doctor looked up at her with the face of a lost child. "Your friend… who was she?"

No answer from the Doctor he looked back down at his old, yet still completely fashionable shoes. He fiddled with his fingers inside his pockets thinking about how Rose used to tease him about his footwear and laughed at him. Oh, yeah, her laugh… He shook himself out of that happy memory before it began.

Donna waited patiently for his mind to stop traveling the universe (and then some) she said "Promise me one thing."

He sighs. "And what would that be?" The Doctor looked up hopeless.

"Find her."

He picked his chin up quickly. Donna continued "You need someone, you need her."

"I CAAAN'T!" He whined like a three-year-old and bent at the hips, hands in pockets. "NEVER! Never ever! She-" Now it was Donna's turn to refuse an excuse.

"OH YEAH! What's her name then?"

He started to stand tall and proud to say the name of his best friend, his companion, but as he spoke the sadness in his voice spoke louder, "Her name was Rose." His voice deepened, so that the sound of his two hearts breaking might be covered up, somehow. He tried to swallow it back with his Adam's apple.

Donna says defiantly. "You're wrong."

"Well hang on a second!" The Doctor snapped out of self-pity and into self-defensive mode. He started talking faster, hands now out of his pockets. "You don't even know what happened! First of all, the parallel world vortex was closed and it was point thirty-three infinite three out of forty-two billionth of a chance that we even found that alternate slash parallel world to being with! AND THEN the Daleks from the sphere forced me to-"

SLAP! Right across the face.

"I DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENED!" Donna yelled at his sad dark eyes. They don't match his angered, not ginger, eyebrows that are still in shock of yet another slap delivered by Donna. "You just said right now that 'her name WAS Rose.'" Donna held up the universal sign for I'm quoting an idiot. "But before, when you got me to jump into THAT thing" She pointed to the TARDIS with a straight arm. "You said that she was 'very much alive'!" Again with the air quotes.

He stood there. Amazed. Jaw dropped open. He was just staring, but not at her. His gaze was a little to the left, unsure of himself of what he really believes. She's dead, but alive but never will they be together. Never ever.

"Wait. Hwhat?" One eyebrow went up, along with the pitch of his voice.

"I'm just saying that if you-"

"Hwhat?" Even higher now, on both aspects.

"If you love-" Donna stopped because the Doctor suddenly fell backwards back into the closed doors of the TARDIS. She reached out to catch a now flailing arm just in time.

The response is softer and lower, almost a weak breath. "Hwhat?" said directly into Donna's close eyes. He was confused, and it was obvious on his face. How could Donna understand him, all so soon? They just met! How could someone know him that well in less than a day? Donna got him standing up straight again and he used the hand that tried to catch the TARDIS door to now hold his head. Did he hit the door? Or did he a realization knock him off his feet with a billy club? He rubbed a bump that didn't exist. Donna just looked at him the kind of way an irritated mother looks at her teenage son when he did something stupid, again. Yes, a hand on the matching hip and all.

His jaw finally moved, but just a bit. "I can't ever get her back. I lost her." Said in a whisper. He's not going to fight Donna. He simply can't get her back.

The mother tone retorted "Well maybe you need to start referring to her in the present tense and THEN start thinking less on how you can't get her back and more of ways to GET TO HER!"

Irritated beyond belief he continued his frenzy "Donna, I don't know how to explain it to you so that you will understand! There is no way that I could ever generate enough power to find her AND get to where she is! Not unlessss…" His last word trailed off, getting quieter, but inside that melon of his, his thought continued.

"Unless what?" Donna tried to get him to realize that he's still standing in the snow having a conversation. The Doctor, just stared, deep in thought, jaw dropped, eyebrows up, eyes open wide. He was creating a wondrous plan. For once, an actual plan. Donna can hear some jargon something about energy and numbers and, wait, what was that?, and some more numbers… "No, impossible…"he mumbled. Then numbers, just, lots of numbers.

Finally his words became more vocal and louder and louder "….-ven million and four, carry the TWO AND!" He stopped abruptly for a breath. "THAT IS FANTASTIC!" He reached out for Donna, grabbed her with her arms stuck to her sides and picked her up. "YES. YES. YES! YEEEEEAAS! THAT'S IT! And you! You were bloody magnificent! How did you know!"

"Know what?" Donna asked honestly as he put her back down.

"That I lo-…." He stopped himself with a quick hand in front of his smiling open mouth, looking at Donna questionably. Beginning again, now much softer and with a little grin of determination "Well, I want her to be the first to know." His smile was adorable.

He snapped out of it, suddenly remembering all the work he has to do. "What am I standing here for?" He frantically jumped around to face the TARDIS then turned back to Donna. He grabbed her face on either side, hair in between her skin and his hands. "I PROMISE." He added a hard kiss on her forehead. The doctor let her go and called back a thank you right before the doors of the TARDIS are slammed shut behind him.

The woman in her wedding gown calmly smiles as the TARDIS fainted away. She sighs "Well, at least he's got some hope now. Yeah… hope and love."

What are the Doctor's plans? To be with Rose. The only person he has ever been so captivated with so much so that he actually can say that he… Well, Rose should be the first to know. BUT HOW?

Thanks to my fantastic "editor-in-chief" for both editing and for watching Doctor Who with me.

Also, much thanks to MY OWN Doctor and his smile.

I promise you won't have to wait forever and a month to wait for the other chapters. Sicne they'er already written! Thanks for reading!