AN: Well if your reading this you've opened my story, so thanks. It is greatly appreciated.

This is my first Doctor Who FanFiction and I'm slightly worried about it. Mainly because I'm not too good at the sciency stuff, so if you have any suggestions they would be a great help.

Anyway, I've been working on this story on and off for about a year now. And I actually started writing it after the second series finale, but I couldn't quite work out how I would make it work but with a little help from my brother, my friends and the brilliant people who write Doctor Who, I got there.

Summary: The Doctor's not alone; he's not the last Timelord. With this infomation, what will he do?

A while later the phone began to ring, the sound echoed around the large house. Rose had been asleep on the couch; since she'd been stranded here she'd had difficulty sleeping, but after a god cry (like she'd had this afternoon) she always fell asleep without a problem. The phone shocked her awake. She climbed out from under the blanket that Jackie had placed over her, knocking half of the tissues off of the table and onto the freshly cleaned floor. Rose cursed and trudged towards the phone.

"Tyler household," Rose said in a cheery voice, a complete contrast to how she actually felt.

"Hey Rose, it's Mickey."

"Oh hey," Rose said, happy to hear a familiar voice. "What's up?"

"Oh nothing, just thought you might want to meet up? I'm bored out of my mind here. Can I come over?"

"Uh," Rose looked around the house. It was a total pigs sty. "Maybe we could go to the cinema? Or into town?"

Lucky for Rose, Mickey agreed and about half an hour later he was at the door. He pressed the doorbell and a few seconds later he was greeted by a considerably happier than normal Rose. Walking out the door, Rose shouted back "Won't be long Mum!" And she was out the door before she could even hear Jackie's reply.

There was nothing on at the cinema, well nothing that they hadn't already seen way to many times, so they'd gone for lunch instead. Now they were walking aimlessly up and down the high street. Every now and then they would stop and look into the window, but Mickey was now officially broke and Rose only had 42p left, and had yet to find anything to spend it on. Occasionally they would go into a shop and decided what they would buy when they came into some money, but both knew that they weren't really going to be able to afford to actually buy the jacuzzi that they had agreed they would earlier.

As they were about to enter yet another shop that was way out of their budget, Rose's mobile began to ring. "Go ahead; I'll be in in a minute." She told Mikey as she rooted through her bag to find the ringing phone.

"'Kay"

The Caller ID read 'Home' so Rose flipped open the mobile. "Hello?"

"Rose, thank God! You need to come home. You have a visitor. Hurry!" And the line went dead.

"Sure thing Mum." She sighed. 'What's made her so happy?' Rose hated to admit it, but she hated it when anyone else was that happy. It just made her feel worse. It reminded her of when she used to be that happy. And, in turn, that reminded her she couldn't be that happy again.

It took Rose and Mikey just under ten minutes to get back to the Tyler's house. As soon as Rose had opened the front door Jackie ran straight towards the two of them, latching on to Rose's wrist and pulling her towards the main living room, where Rose assumed the visitor was. "Come on!" Jackie complained. Rose had been practically running to keep up with her mother, but now she was frozen to the spot.

One thought was repeatedly running through her mind. 'It was a dream. It has to be a dream.' It wouldn't be the first time that she'd imagined him here. That's all she'd done recently. She'd dreamt up thousands of different ways that he could come back and find her.

He would turn up at Torchwood, she would be in the middle of a meeting and he would over hear her using all the technical and science-y terms she'd learnt from spending time with him and he'd be so proud of her. He'd walk straight into the meeting and scoop her up into his arms.

Or he'd turn up on her birthday and jump up out of a box that had been wrapped to look like a normal present. Or having the TARDIS wrapped up as a birthday present. Rose had actually dreamt this quite often and when she awoke on her birthday and found a box that would have been the perfect TARDIS sized box, she couldn't wait for Jackie and Pete to wake up. She tore all the paper off of the box and took a deep breath, preparing herself, before carefully opening the cardboard box. When she saw, not The TARDIS, but a new wardrobe (which she'd actually been asking for,) she felt so stupid for thinking that he'd have found a way to get back to her that she broke down into tears. When Jackie found her an hour or so later, she had never seen her daughter looking so helpless. That was the day that Rose had declared she was going to find The Doctor. No matter what.

She'd thought up thousands of different ways, yet somehow she knew this wasn't a dream. It was different. He was really here.

Even though she was convinced that it was real, she couldn't resist reaching up and pinching herself on the arm. "Ouch!" She yelped, causing him to laugh that laugh. She felt tears coming to her eyes.

"You came back."

"Well I couldn't just leave you here, could I?" Asked The Doctor.

He smiled his cheeky smile, holding out his arms. Rose knew why. She took off, running towards him; she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. They both laughed at their stupidity, but still held on as if this moment could be ripped away from them at any moment.

"You were always my favourite," The Doctor whispered, softly. "I couldn't replace you." He smiled, finally lowering Rose back to the ground. They pulled apart and the Doctor saw Rose had tears streaming down her face, despite her effort to hold them back, and he reached out and wiped them away. Rose smiled up at him, still doubting that what she was seeing was actually real, but she didn't care. She wanted to make the most of this, especially if it was a dream- she could wake up at any moment.

Sometime during the reunion Jackie and Mikey had excused themselves from the room and gone to get a cup of Tetley tea in the kitchen. Rose and The Doctor had joined them a few minutes later, both wearing giant smiles. Now, The Doctor was re-enacting how he'd managed to come back to the parallel universe. Rose was watching The Doctor dancing around the kitchen wide eyed from her position at the dining table; she'd missed the adventures. Mickey was half listening to the story, but the be honest he was totally lost. And Jackie was reading her Heat magazine, none of The Doctor's stories had ever made sense to her and she was tired of trying to follow them.

"As soon as I'd heard those words," he finished, referring to his meeting with The Face of Bo, "I knew I had to find whoever it was, this other Timelord."

Rose couldn't believe what she was hearing, his words had not entirely registered yet, (in fact, his being here had not entirely registered yet.) "Another Timelord? I don't understand."

He smiled, making her knees weak. "You remember when we came here the first time?" Rose nodded, as did Mickey. (Jackie was still absorbed by her magazine.) So The Doctor continued. "I told you that we couldn't travel between universes, like that, again. Not anymore. Not if there's only one Timelord. I didn't know that there was anyone else, but when Bo Face… uh, Mr. Bo… No, Face of Bo! Yeah, that's it, when he told me about him, or her, I couldn't wait to get here. To see you."

Rose felt tears threatening to spill over again, but she managed to hold them back. She hadn't been this happy in ages, she wanted to savour every minute of it. There was no way that she would allow these damn tears to clouding her view of her Doctor.

After The Doctor's long winded description of everything which had led him back to finding her, he took her into the Tyler's back garden, where he'd not-so-cunningly hidden the TARDIS. Rose ran towards it and stroked the blue wooden exterior, like she'd seen The Doctor do so many times before.

"Please tell me I don't look like that?" He joked, unlocking the door and climbing inside.

"I've missed this old thing," Rose said as she followed The Doctor into the TARDIS.

"Ready?"

And with that the TARDIS de-materialised.