Hi! So excited to be posting my very first story and I hope you like it.

This chapter is just about Tentoo consoling Rose after Ten and Donna have left. He is also trying to convince her that he is also the Doctor.

Please leave reviews so that I can get better! I am not Moffat after all.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or any of its affiliations. I know, what a shocker!

Chapter 1

As the TARDIS disappeared into thin air, Rose let go of her new Doctor's hand and crouched over the spot the machine last stood.

"No," she whispered gently, "No. How could he just..." But her voice trailed off before she could finish.

The new human-time lord stared at the woman he loved. The woman he could now spend the rest of his life with. He seemed to float over and sit right next to her. For a moment the only thing breaking the silence was Rose's quiet sobbing. Then the Doctor spoke.

"Rose, he's gone now but-"

"How could he do that to me. How could he just leave me here. I found him. We could have traveled the universe. He could have had me again and he just turned me down," Rose interrupted.

"No Rose. He never would have done this to you. Never to you. He did this for you. He gave you a life with himself that he could never have. He gave you himself to make you happy by walking away. Rose, I'm the same man as him and I don't even know if I could do that."

Rose stared at the sand for a moment before replying. "But what about him? I saw the pain on his face. What happens to him now. I can't hold his hand and make it better."

The Doctor smiled a bit at Rose and stroked the hair out of her face. That golden hair he never thought he would ever see again.

"You have to trust me when I say it'll be okay. When he- when we- when I lost you that day at canary wolf, I never thought I would be able to move on. I thought I had just lost everything. And in a way I did. But it got better. It got easier. Everyday was painful but the pain went away bit by bit. I never got over it, though. Even now while I'm sitting here with you, I'm still not over it in a way. But I got to a point where it was almost okay. Rose, he will be able to do it again. But now it's easier for him because at least he knows that you're happy and that will give him the strength he needs. Because he can be happy knowing just that."

Rose now really looked at the man who sat with her. She examined his face, moving her eyes up and down, sometimes stopping to see if something was really there.

"God. I know it's you, Doctor. I know that you are him. I can see it. I can just tell. But it doesn't feel right. I just can't- it's like a part of me is just refusing your existence. That you aren't truly him," Rose admitted.

For a second, it hurt the Doctor. The woman he loved possibly not being able to love him back because she just couldn't acknowledge who he really was. He understood, alright. It was perfectly understandable for her to feel this way. But it just hurt in a way he had never felt before. Then he got on his knees in front of her and started to say something.

"It's me, Rose. It's really me. All you have is my word for it, but it really is me." He prayed that she would accept who he really was.

Her eyes once again scanned him intently and she pleaded all of two words: "prove it."

The Doctor smiled. He had a chance. He began thinking of what to say and immediately knew exactly what to do. He took her hands in his own and stared into her eyes.

"The day I lost you was one of the worst days I've had in all of my 900 plus years of life. I had to somewhat accept that I would never see you again. Ever. I couldn't cope with it for a while. In fact, when I went back to the TARDIS that day all I did was go to your room and lie with your stuff. I held those overalls you wore the day we met Queen Victoria and thought of all the good times we had had." At this he chuckled, a tad embarrassed. But he went on, trying not to stop, "Then when I sent that picture of me to say our goodbyes, I wish I could have jumped out of the hologram to wipe your tears away. But I couldn't, and that hurt. I couldn't protect you like I had promised Jackie I would. Then your picture left before I could tell you how I really felt, and both of my hearts broke again. Time passed, then I met Martha and Donna, who I'll have to tell you about later, and life almost moved on regularly. Then, that day Donna told me she saw you in her universe, I was scared but so happy. So happy that, if I got lucky enough, I would see you. So I waited, through landing on Earth and through the video calls I got from the others. When you didn't turn up I started loosing the strength I had masqueraded around with for the last few years. Then Donna saw you and I turned around, not sure of what to do if it wasn't you."

At this point, the Doctor and Rose were both in tears. It amazed himself how much pain he had actually had over the years. And Rose was shocked at how strong his feelings for her actually were. She never would have thought a man of that standard could ever feel that way about a shopgirl like her.

After a brief moment of collecting his courage again, he continued telling his story.

"But it was you. My eyes and brain didn't believe it, but it really was you Rose. All of a sudden then, my legs started to move towards you, I was running- no, sprinting, towards you. I still wasn't really sure what was happening. But then I really saw your face and I finally understood you had come back. You did the impossible just so we could see each other. When I finally understood that, I sped up my sprint. That was the fastest I have ever run in my entire life, and you know what kind of running I have to do. But I was finally going to hold you again. Tell you how I really felt. Keep you safe forever.

"Then I saw the Dalek. I stopped, trying to keep you out of its way, while trying to escape it myself. But I wasn't fast enough and it shot me right through one of my hearts. Luckily Jack got there and killed it before it could do anything else. Soon enough I saw you standing over me and I was afraid. Not of actually regenerating. I didn't want to, but it would have been easy enough. No, I was afraid that after we had just found each other again I would change and you wouldn't want me anymore. I was afraid I had lost you to myself. And yet through that, all I could do was smile at you, because I could simply see you. All I could say or think of was your name. Then you smiled and I couldn't hold back even the tiniest bit of my happiness."

The story was coming to an end, but the look of happiness on Rose's face continued. She waited until the Doctor was over to speak, not wanting to interrupt his beautiful little speech.

"Then we got on the TARDIS and I tried thinking of any way to stay the same. But it was too late, I had thought. I was already regenerating and there was no going back. Then, almost as if someone was directing me to, I looked over at the hand I lost Christmas Day and sent the energy from it to myself. It worked and I got to stay the same and be with you. Now, Rose. I know this was just a story. I could have made it up and gotten lucky or heard it somewhere, but you have to believe me when I say that I am and have always been the Doctor that you knew, that you traveled with, that you loved."

And with that the Doctor finished. He stared at Rose waiting for her to reply. But instead of speaking, she took his face and kissed him as if she had been waiting her whole life to. Then she broke away from him, smiled, and quietly laughed. The Doctor was shocked, but couldn't stop smiling either.

"It's you. It's really you, Doctor," she stroked the side of his face and whispered, "it's really you."

The Doctor couldn't speak. He was too happy for words. She loved him back and that was all that mattered.

Before Rose could react in any other way, the Doctor pulled her to his face this time and they continued kissing.

Then, when they finally needed some air and had to break apart, Rose began to chuckle.

"What?" The Doctor asked.

"My mum." Rose replied.

"Yeah what about Jackie?" The Doctor inquired.

"Well she is standing right over there," Rose said, pointing to the exact place Jackie stood, "and she looks like she's gonna kill ya."

The Doctor gulped. "Oh. Well I'm sure she can't be that mad."

The two laughed, knowing that wasn't even the slightest bit true.

All of a sudden, a voice shouted across the beach.

"Are you two done snogging then?" Jackie yelled.

The Doctor and Rose laughed even harder at the threatening tone in her question.

"I guess we should go back then. We have to face my mum at some point," Rose said, standing up and holding her hand out for the Doctor.

"Yeah, but we don't have to go back right away. Maybe in a year or so. I've only just become part human, I'd rather like to know how it is before I'm killed by your mum," he joked.

"So let me get this straight," Rose said, crossing her arms, "you can stop the Slitheen from taking over the world, save everyone from those gas mask creatures, defend a parallel universe from cyber men, and defeat the Daleks countless times, but you can't even walk up to my mum."

"Mmmmmm sounds about right I'd say."

They both laughed again and Rose pulled him up saying, "Oh just come on you little wimp."

"Yes, well I might be just that, but now I am your little wimp that you are stuck with. So, I believe a nice ha, ha, and ha are in order," the Doctor said, making fun of himself.

But Rose didn't laugh this time. Instead she put her arms around his waist, looked into his eyes, and said, "Yeah, you are. And don't you forget that."

They shared one last small kiss and walked over to the now impatient Jackie.