The Doctor frowned, patting the Tardis. "What's wrong girl?" he asked, she had seemed almost hesitant to land. He glanced around the Tardis, half expected someone to ask where they were. But it was empty, and he was alone again. The halls void, no noise could be heard but the thrum of the Tardis and his steady chatter. The chatter that no one was there to hear, as they were all safe at home.

He sighed mournfully, and the Tardis hummed. "Hmm?" he asked it, tilting his head to the side. The Tardis was telling him to go outside, it seemed to be over its hesitancy but now seemed excited. He pushed his mournful mood to the back of his mind and straightened his bow tie, heading out of the doors.

The sight made him stop, he could almost hear Amy's voice in his head. 'Where are we Doctor?' He gave a hollow smile. "Darlig Ulv Stranden," There would be a confused silence. "Bad wolf bay," he murmured to himself, pain jabbing at his hearts.

He turned to glance back at the Tardis, no wonder she had seemed hesitant to land. Well, at least they weren't in a parallel world this time. Or so he deluded himself into thinking for half a minute as he stared out into the beach, the chilly air swirling around him. He was standing on top of a small ledge, the Tardis hidden in a little alcove.

He frowned at the sight of a figure on the beach, a pink and yellow someone was walking along the beach. "What are you doing in Norway Rose Tyler?" he asked himself.

So he was in a parallel world, he couldn't help but grin though, at seeing Rose about a hundred meters in front of him. "Where's the other Doctor?" he wondered, tilting his head to the side.

Rose stood on the beach, staring out into the water, her arms curled around her stomach. The Doctor hesitated for a moment before he headed down to the beach, he was selfish, he had to talk to her again.

She turned at the sound of footsteps and eyed him suspiciously. He hid a chuckle as he walked closer to her, wondering how this was going to go.

"Hello Rose," he said quietly, she tilted her head to the side, as if trying to remember where she had seen him before. He stepped closer stared at her directly and took hold of her hand. "Run," he whispered.

Her eyes widened and she stared at him in disbelief. "Doctor," she said, letting go of his hand and pulling him into a deep hug.

He closed his eyes and hugged her tightly. He would have to thank the Tardis. "How?" she whispered, once they withdrew from the hug.

"You'll have to ask the Tardis that one," he said.

She glanced around, looking for it. He took her hand. Hand holding has always been their thing, and led her to the Tardis, she continued to stare at him. "Still not ginger."

He chuckled, smiling at her. "No, next time if I am lucky."

"I like the bow tie."

"Bow ties are cool," he told her earnestly.

She laughed. "New new new Doctor."

He nodded. "Indeed, where is the other me?" He has wondered whether he had bumped into Rose before all of the universes had started to collapse, but she looked older now, older than she had.

"Back home," she said with a nod and a faint smile. "I just wanted a holiday."

"So you came to Norway?"

She glanced at the ground and shrugged. "Why not? I could ask you're the same thing."

"The Tardis landed me here," they reached the Tardis and Rose stared, her face splitting into a wide smile, as she put her hand on the door and pushed it open.

"It's different," was the first thing she said, running her hands along the Tardis, who hummed happily in response. The Tardis had always had a soft spot for Rose, especially after Bad Wolf.

"New new Tardis. But she's the same underneath it all," The Doctor watched Rose happily.

"Doctor?" she turned to him, looking serious.

His hearts stopped. "Yes?" he asked, wondering what she was going to ask.

She bit her lip. "Can you," she paused as if unsure of how she was going to finish the question. "Can I… Can you take me home?" she almost looked surprised at herself, for saying it.

He smiled at her. "Of course Rose," though part of him filled with sorrow. He had almost wished that Rose would chose to travel with him again.

"You are coming in for dinner," she told him seriously, waggling a finger at him, as she walked around the Tardis console with a faint smile.

"I don't do domestic," though that wasn't as true as it had once been.

She turned to face him. "I don't care, you are coming in for dinner."

He relented. "Fine," her grin was worth it and he beamed happily back at her. "Geronimo Rose Tyler," he exclaimed, pulling down on a lever on the console.