Curiously he slit it open, fingers struggling for purchase against the smooth paper. Inside was a single sheet of notepaper, covered with a scrawling, faded hand which was shaky and smudged in places. He slid the paper out carefully, and scanned it.
Dear Doctor,
I know that the odds are astronomical to you receiving this letter, but if there was even the slightest chance that I could contact you one last time, I had to try. I'm in my early nineties, and declining fast I'm afraid to add. I'd hoped to see you before I died, but with the way things are I know it's impossible and foolish to hope for it.
I had a good life, you know, overall. There were good times and bad times, but most of it was fantastic. Travelling with you opened my eyes, it made me see things differently- for better or worse. I want you to know that you gave me the time of my life, and even with the way things turned out, I wouldn't change it for the world- or any other one, come to that.
After that, I protected the world, saved it, even. I put what you'd taught me to use, and with the help of a certain John Smith I think I did a pretty decent job of it. Torchwood was resurrected and improved beyond measure- no ghosts, just a few spaceships and the odd weevil (maybe you've heard of them- a few files from Torchwood 1 were pulled through the Void and they seemed to have quite a lot of information on them.)John and myself had a difficult relationship- he put up with a lot from me and we had a few rocky patches, but in the end everything was fine. We even got married- kids too. I hope you'll meet them one day, you would like them I'm sure.
Even though I was content with John and he was truly wonderful, he still wasn't you. I never discussed it with him, because it would break his heart. But I loved you and always will.
Yours,
Rose xx
The Doctor's lips parted slightly as a sigh shook through his frame. The faint lines around his eyes tightened for a moment as two solitary tears trailed down his cheeks- which were still as fresh and young as when he had stood on a Norway beach on that fateful day, a long time ago.
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