DISCLAIMER I DON'T OWN DOCTOR WHO OR ITS CHARACTERS, IF I DID I WOULD BE VERY HAPPY AND RICH, BUT I AM NOT, SO PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.

Prologue

"History repeats itself, Doctor. Those are the rules of time."

The words repeated in his head, with each passing minute growing louder and louder. He buried his head into his arms as though he were a child being screamed at by both parents. But the voices wouldn't stop. He knew the words to be too true. He should have stopped when he had the chance. He quietly sobbed, time frozen. "I'm sorry, Rose, I am so, so sorry."

He rocked back and forth on the edge of his bed, shaking.

He knew what would have to be done.

"Hurry up, Doctor!" Rose shouted, a cheek-to-cheek- smile emerging from her face.

"Hang on just a bit longer," The Doctor replied, "and no sneaky-peaky!"

"Is that another one of your sophisticated Time Lord vocabulary words?" Rose joked.

She wore a TARDIS-blue dress with a cardigan the color of snow. Across her eyes was an old bandana used as a blindfold. The Doctor had been guiding her for a few minutes now, holding her right hand as she stretched out her left. The Doctor wore his suit as always. Rose always loved moments of mystery. The Doctor finally blurted out, "Okay, open!" She excitedly took off her blindfold to see she was in a small room with a little bag in front of her. "Well my, my, what's this?" She asked. She opened the bag to reveal… a pair of ice skates. Well, they were cute at least, but sheesh that's what all this was about? "Aw, they're so nice," she said nervously. "Rose, you don't REALLY think out of everything in the universe I'd do for you on your birthday, I would lead you out all this way just for a pair of measly skates?" He took out his sonic screwdriver. "Put those on, we're going on a little adventure."

The room they were in faded to reveal a large frozen pond with a surrounding park, with trees of wonderous color, underneath an incredible display of constellations never-before seen to human eyes. The sky above them was a light pink, and the frozen river was a light silver. Rose noticed an array of white flowers that were kind of strange yet so pretty. The petals were so soft and smelled so sweet, however she couldn't identify the smell.

The Doctor saw her sniffing one of the flowers. "Those are called Klagions. Hold it closely to your ear." She did so, and heard a faint cheery singing coming from the flower. This made her laugh, oh how much The Doctor loved that laugh of hers. The trees had leaves of pastel blues and precious purples, with small diamond-like gems growing here and there in its leaves. "Welcome to Golgia Park, planet Chithia. I thought you might appreciate the scenery as we skate beside each other. This is just part one to your birthday, though." The Doctor confessed. Rose didn't know where to turn; there was so much beauty around her. "Doctor, this is perfect," Rose giggled, "thank you." As they skated on the silver lake, the Klagion flowers started to hum a song in unison. This was a sort of music Rose had never heard before, but alas it was so sweet. For an hour or two they skated together, holding hands of course. The Doctor felt deep down that the hand-holding is just fun, nothing more. Well, of course it wasn't. He knew how Rose longed for him, and he longed for her too. The feeling was mutual with her, but it was just an unspoken thing. A Time Lord and a Human? "No," he thought aloud, "That won't seem to work." Rose looked at him in confusion. "What won't work?" He quickly said, "Oh um, I just meant my legs. Won't seem to work, guess I'm just tired. How about we just lay down and stare at the sky?" She smiled, her hair blowing in the whistling wind. "As long as I'm with you."

They gazed more at each other than the scenery around them. She just wanted to wrap her arms around his neck right then and there, pulling him close, deleting the space between them, feeling him on her soft lips, his hands running through her hair… But this was just another dream. He's an alien, she thought, he's a nine-hundred-year-old alien. But, oh, how that did not matter to her.

Later that afternoon, they summoned the TARDIS and hopped in. The Doctor, holding the door for her, just wanted to scoop her by her feet and have his way with her. No, he thought, don't do it.

Later that evening, Rose walked out from the bathroom. A white towel rested upon her shoulders, catching the wetness of her blonde hair. She wore a robe and some flip-flops. "I'm hungry," she said to herself aloud. Wandering to one of the kitchens, she stopped herself. She walked past his bedroom, knowing to keep going. Without thought, she opened the door suddenly, ready to confess to the Doctor all that she longed to tell him. She saw him on his bed, fixing up a gadget, looking up in worry. "Are you okay, Rose?" he asked. "Y-yeah. I was just wondering… do we… do we have any milk?" He stared in wonder. An awkward pause passed between them. "I do think so, but if not I can always make a stop-" "It's fine, thanks." He must think I'm nuts, she thought. She crept to the kitchen to pour a glass of milk for herself to go along with her Oreos. Meanwhile, the doctor screwed in some bits and pieces to his gadget. "I wonder what that was all about," he spoke to himself. "Aha! She's finished! Molto bene," he cried, picking up his little machine. He headed towards to console room to install it as a part of the engine. As he was installing it with ancient Gallifreyen tools, Rose stood in the doorway, the brilliant light from the room illuminating her face. "What's that, Doctor?" she asked. "Oh, this old thing – well, new since I just made it – is to help the TARDIS get a closer to exact location when I pop in coordinates. You know how she can be a little off, sometimes," he said, focused on the machine. "Yeah, like that time you dropped me off an entire year too late to my mother's house and she thought you had kidnapped me," Rose joked. "Oi! To be fair it wasn't entirely my fault! I'd love to see you try and fly a TARDIS." Rose chuckled. "You're so cute," she accidently blurted out. He suddenly stopped. He looked at her, astonished. Rose blushed furiously now, scrambling of what to possibly say. It's over, she thought. "Did you just say I'm so cool? Well, I can't disagree with you, Rose." He finally said.

The noise of the engine made it hard to decipher what she just said. She sighed in relief. "Yeah, you're so cool… for a Time Lady," she joked. "You're so gonna regret that!" he said. "Yeah, Doctor? What are you gonna do? Leave me on a planet made of slugs?" "Ha, I could if I wanted to. Maybe I will."

They both smiled at each other, blushing. If only, they both thought, I could let it all out.

"Night" fell, although, living on the TARDIS, it was hard to ever tell what time it was. But Rose still wore the watch Mickey gave her for Christmas. She felt guilty when Mickey came to mind, because she knew deep down she did him wrong. Imagine someone you love, running away with someone they just met? But, Rose knew her relationship with him wouldn't last anyway. Not that she doesn't care for him, he's great, but the chemistry is dead.

The watch read 10:39 PM, and a long day of skating and shenanigans as usual made her feel exhausted.

She laid in bed in her night gown and slippers, watching TV, thinking of the future. What happens when she becomes old and The Doctor stays young forever? What happens if one of them falls in love with someone else? What if The Doctor dies? What will happen to Rose were she to go back to living a simple life on planet Earth? All these questions flooded her head at once when suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Rose?"

"Come in, it's open," she said.

The door made a noise as it was crept open. The Doctor, wearing his TARDIS blue pajamas, held a small dark red box.

"Remember how I said there was a part two to your birthday gift?" he asked.

The Doctor sat next to her on her bed and handed her the box. Rose smiled in a way that always made his hearts flutter. She slowly opened the box to reveal a beautiful necklace with a warm, golden gem. "Oh, my goodness, Doctor it's beautiful…" she whispered. "It's Gallifreyen. I hope you like it. You see, jewelry from my planet is kinda different. When you wear this, you'll notice it's mentally linked to us," he explained, "and whenever we are thinking of the same thing or feeling the same thing, the necklace will become warm." This made them both smile, and he moved her hair to put it on her. The necklace was warm, but in a way that she could feel it everywhere – not just where them gem was placed – in her heart, her fingertips, and in her mind. A kind, loving warmth that could not be put into words. "I love it, Doctor," she said. "So what are you thinking of right now?" she asked him, teasingly.

He moved his hand to touch hers. "Rose Tyler, I…" he hesitated for a moment. "I just… I can't bear to lose you." They looked into each other's eyes. It was a mutual understanding that this cannot go any further. Even if they both did love each other, Rose would grow old and die, and he would have to spend the rest of his life without her. But that did not matter. They wanted to confess, NOW. She slowly started to lean in, when the phone rang LOUDLY, scaring them both. "I better get that," he said, disappointed. As he spoke on the phone, she could hear him saying "Oi! Captain Jack, what have you been up to?" "Tell him the big bad wolf says hello!" She shouted from the room. She examined the necklace while he was away, noticing something written in Gallifrey on the back of the necklace. She smiled. How she loved him, so much…

The Doctor came back in his suit and sneakers, panting.

"Rose, we have to go, NOW."

She saw the look of terror in his eyes, and this made her mortified.

"What happened?" she said, putting on her shoes.

"It's him. He's back."

"Who, Doctor?"

"The Master."