A/N: I absolutely adore this movie and I've been wanting to do an A/U version with The Doctor and Rose for a while so I hope you guys enjoy. If you'd like to see the fan art, check out my Ao3 account under the same pen name. This first bit is really short I know, but I promise the real chapters will be longer.
"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind"
Epilogue
It's funny how life never turns out how you'd expect. Growin' up on a council estate wasn't so bad. It was jus' me and my mum and though we didn't have much she worked hard to provide for us. She even started taking hair appointments at the flat jus' so she could spend more time with me.
I never knew my dad. He died in a car accident when I was jus' a baby but mum always had plenty of stories to tell. Like how he had managed to get her name wrong durin' their weddin' ceremony. She always talked about how angry she was with him at that moment but still whenever she told the story, she did so fondly, focusin' more on the ways he had tried to make it up to her afterwards. My favorites though were the ones all about his daft get rich quick schemes, from marketin' solar panels to creatin' and distributin' vitamin drinks. None of them ever panned out of course but it never deterred him. He jus' kept tryin' up until the day he died.
I remember one night when mum was tuckin' me in I asked her how she knew that dad was the one and she said,
"Rose sweetheart, aside from you, your daddy gave me a really special gift. He gave me the world."
Okay, so technically it was this giant plastic light up globe that eventually became my nightlight. He found it at a jumble sale for five quid a few months after they started datin' and told her it was a placeholder until he could build up his small fortune enough to actually take her travelin'. But for mum and her sentimentality regardin' all of dad's unique quirks, it might as well have been the world.
When I met Jack he didn't exactly give me the world, it was more like a…really big commission. But we've flirted…a lot, and he always asks for me when he comes in so there's that. S' kinda like M' his own personal shopper. We haven't really gotten beyond the small talk yet, you know clothes, weather, good restaurants, but M' workin' up to it. I am. 'Cause there's a definite spark between us and I jus' know in my heart that this is the beginnin' of somethin' special. My own story that I'll be able to tell my kids one day of how their father and I came to be.
A/N: Reviews are welcome.