Gak, sorry this is SO STUPIDLY LATE. (Stupidly?) I've been busy with this play I'm in and it's sucking the life out of my life and it's midnight and I got 4 hours of sleep last night and had to perform tonight and will have to again tomorrow and I am just one big ball of STRESS! Especially since spring break is going to be over soon. I haven't had one day to myself this break. "Break" my ass. (No pun intended) I've been kept out until 11 each night at rehearsal and I wake up late and my sleep schedule and eating schedule are fucked up big-time and... Okay, end of pity party. Here you go. ^^

The TARDIS could've stayed there all day, in the Doctor's arms with his warm mouth eagerly pressed against her fully flushed lips. But something in the back of her mind reminded of her of the deadline...

As the Doctor's lips moved to her neck, she realized just how hot her face was. She breathed heavily for a few seconds before saying,

"Doctor..." His lips stilled on her neck, his breath warm against her skin. He waited. "I... Can't stay..."

She felt his forehead fall onto her shoulder as he tried to catch his breath, felt his twin hearts racing through his chest. She let her head fall back against the column as they both fought to regain their breath.

"Why is it..." The Doctor began and lifted his head. Their eyes met. "...that I always have to say goodbye?"

She leveled her gaze with his and said,

"I'll still be here. Until the day you leave." The Doctor looked as deep into her eyes as he could for a long time before nodding solemnly. He slowly backed away, and she immediately missed his warm body against hers. She felt cold without it.

The Doctor sat back against the console and rubbed his eyes wearily. It was that weariness that pained the TARDIS to see. She had known him when he was young and spry and none too careful, but now was he old and wise and... Tired. Going on his fifth century. He sighed and dropped his hand, but didn't open his eyes. The TARDIS sat against the column and looked at him. She saw the weariness on his face, saw the pain, all the memories... She wished with all of her heart that she could put that sparkle back into his eyes, put that bounce back into his step...

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She knew what she could do. She knew how to make this happen. But how to approach the subject...

"Um, Doctor..." He opened his eyes and looked at her. She looked into her lap as she fiddled absently with her fingers. "There is something I might be able to do... To help..." The Doctor's brow furrowed.

"You don't mean..." The TARDIS's face was painted with a question mark when she looked up, so the Doctor went on. "You said I fixed the chameleon circuit. Were you going to say you could...?"

Realization dawned on the TARDIS, and she looked down again. "Would you want me to...?" When she looked up again, she looked with the eyes of one Rose Tyler. She watched the Doctor's eyes widen and he slowly ambled towards her to get a better look.

"More." She felt a faint flush paint her cheeks and complied by letting her face follow the transformation, as well as her tresses which were now blond and shoulder-length. The Doctor's smile was sad and desperate and there was pain in his eyes. He lifted his hands to either side of her face. "Rose..."

The TARDIS quietly let her whole body follow in suit, and it was only when her hips filled out to match Rose's womanly curves that she realized that the Doctor was straddling her, and just how close they were...

Blimey, she'd never been taken off-guard so many times in one day before.

The TARDIS looked deep into the Doctor's neverending eyes, and knew that when he looked back, he wasn't looking at her. He just kept looking into the eyes of a girl who wasn't her, and she just kept looking back. She didn't know what to say, but then his eyes filled and the joy left them and she hastily returned to her original form.

"I- I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" she started. He removed his hands from her face and impatiently smeared them over his eyes.

"No, it's alright, I asked. I shouldn't have, though, I knew that-"

"But I agreed." He sniffed and sat back. "And that's not what I meant anyway..." The Doctor was looking at the ceiling with his hands busying themselves with drying his tears. "I was going to offer... The rest of my life."

He looked down at her sharply. "What?" His brow was furrowed again.

"I- I know how tired you are, Doctor. My Doctor." A soft smile lit her face. "I just... I want to do anything and everything to benefit you and nobody else." He was about to interrupt, but she continued relentlessly. "And though I am old and have little life left in me as it is, I..." She bit back tears. "I want all I have left to belong to you." They looked at each other. "Like I always have," she whispered.

And in that moment, the Doctor looked as tired as he was, which was more than she'd ever seen, and it made the TARDIS want to cry. He slowly stood, and she followed in suit. They looked at each other, eye to eye.

"You want to give me the rest of your life energy." He said quietly. It wasn't a question, but she nodded anyway. He looked into her eyes for a long time, searching for any hint of doubt. He found none. Then, he nodded.

Suddenly, the TARDIS found she was no longer on the brink of tears. She was... Content. Happy. Happier than she'd been since...

The Doctor took her face in his hands and rested their foreheads together. She closed her eyes and smiled. Then, he kissed her again, for the last time. This kiss was soft and gentle and perfect, and with it the TARDIS gave herself entirely to the man she loved the most. Her last thought was how she had always wanted to die in his arms...

A/N: Please don't hate me! I know this is ridiculously late, but I really intended this to be a one-shot and continuing it was like pulling teeth! I really only had enough inspiration for one chapter, so be thankful I was able to squeeze three out! (lol pregnancy joke) Hope you enjoyed it!

P.S.: Did anyone notice how the ending to this and my other fanfic are surprisingly similar? Hm...