I saw the list of the dead. It said.. Rose Tyler.

He d taken a blast from a Dalek and could barely breathe, much less move to try to help her as she reached for him, falling into the Void. Her father, Pete Tyler had teleported in to try and save her but had joined his daughter in the Void when he was shot as well.

Martha sighed, reaching down to stroke the hair of the utterly mad figure on the floor who simply sat there, day after day, rocking back and forth and staring into space. His beard was long and unkempt, though he d long since passed even remembering what a beard was, let alone caring for it. He s been like that ever since, Jack. His mind just can t accept life without her.

Jack shook his head and kneeled, patting the Doctor on the shoulder. You poor bastard. Then came a hesitant knock at the door. Martha had assumed it was an orderly come to bring food, but there stood an impossibility. Rose..

While Jack and Martha gaped, Rose crossed to her poor, mad love and sat next to him, resting her cheek against his shoulder. What can I say? There s no place like home.