"This," he says twirling in a flurry of long, brown coat. "Is going to be brilliant! Oh, Rose, imagine it-" here he stood behind her, gripping her shoulders. She could feel his breath in her ear. "A waterfall 3 miles tall. Sand that glitters in every colour of the visible light spectrum. And the birds, Rose- the birds! Their songs are more beautiful than any of the music you have ever heard." He turned her around. "Are you ready?"
She couldn't help but laugh. His verve and excitement was positively infections. "And what is this place called again?"
"Prolemium VI," he called running toward the door. "You're going to love it, Rose!" He threw the door open and disappeared into the sunlight.
"I'm sure I will," Rose managed between laughs. She quickly zipped her coat and followed him. The sunlight was intense. Its light reflected off of the leaves of the forest in a glittering, mesmerizing fashion. Rose couldn't help but gasp in delight. "Doctor, you said it would be beautiful, but this? These trees… they look like they're on fire. But it's the light. It's only the light… reflecting, right?" She gently grasped a small leaf in her hand. Here it appeared silver, but when she released it and it and its branch bounced softly up, the leaf held the golden red of the two- yes, two!- suns in the sky.
"What?" the Doctor whispered.
"I said it's beautiful. You were right!"
"No," he was quiet. So quiet.
"What?" Rose stepped toward him and for the first time saw the expression on his face. Lines etched deeply through his forehead, his face creased in concern. "What's wrong, Doctor?"
"This isn't Prolemium VI." His voice was breathless.
If it weren't for the concern in his voice, Rose would have made a snide remark about him getting them lost again. "Where are we then?"
He gulped. It seemed as if the words he was about to say were too terrifying, too uncomprehendingly impossible to be true.
"Gallifrey."