Horsefly was the first to review my new chapter again, and I am beginning to like this 'first reviewer' game. I got a NEW reviewer as well (i'm doing my 'new reviewer dance), from my very own merry old land of Aus (wait, i'm in the wrong section for that quote). Blaidd Drwg, it's always good to see Aussie Doctor Who fans - there aren't enough of us in my opinion.

On with the show... i had a cliffhanger... hanging here somewhere.

The Doctor eagerly spun to see what was behind him. Nothing but the TARDIS. He looked back at The Face of Boe suspiciously.

"I don't get it." He stated flatly, not sure as to why he was so disappointed.

"Oh. Doctor." The Face of Boe smiled, but there was no hint of amusement in his voice. "Don't you see it? You have hope. You have her love."

"That's not what I want. That's not what she meant when she said... she'd stay with me forever." The Doctor finished sadly and sat down on a conveniently placed bench, which may or may not have meant that The Face of Boe was expecting him. "Is that what she meant?" He asked despairingly. "That her love would stay with me when she could no longer BE with me?"

"Something like that." When The Doctor heard the familiar female voice and felt a hand on his shoulder, he jumped up. He stood facing Rose and blinked at her.

"This is impossible... You'd be dead now... You're not real, are you?" He stuttered out Rose sighed.

"I'm afraid you're right, Doctor. I'm only in your head, but I said I'd be with you forever, and this is the first time you've let me keep that promise."

"But you're not really here. How can you keep that promise considering you're not... Rose."

"That's the thing, though, isn't it." She smiled slightly. "Just because I'm not here, it doesn't mean I'm not Rose. I live in your memory, in your heart. My love for you is... me."

"But..."

"And a part of you lives with Rose as well. Although with your stubborn nature, I'm not sure how long you will stay before you make up some lame excuse about her being happy."

"I would?"

"Oh Doctor. I know you better than you know yourself. I know how much you ache to have her back, how much you wish it wasn't impossible."

"It can be possible." Both The Doctor and Rose looked up at The Face of Boe, realising for the first time since they had been speaking that they were not alone.

"How can you see me?" Rose accused. "I'm only for The Doctor to see."

"Because I'm telepathic, child." He told her patiently. "I can see what's in his mind, and I'v been seeing you since he got here."

"She was here before I could see her?" The Doctor was becoming increasingly confused at how things were turning out. He had no idea how he could see a perfect version of Rose, and how he could even feel her. As he remembered the feeling of her touch on his shoulder, he yearned to be touching her smooth skin with his hands again. His fingers were itching to be holding clutching hers once more, to be entwined with her familiar digits again.

"I thought that just for once I could have The Doctor all to myself." Rose grumbled. The Doctor could do nothing but look between the two. He was still ecstatically stunned from seeing Rose again. She was exactly as he remembered her, even if it had been over 100 years.

"I'm only a picture in your mind." Rose pointed out as if she had just read his thoughts. "There's no way I could possibly change unless you wanted me to."

"A timeless version of Rose." The Doctor uttered. He smiled shyly. She ran a finger along his cheek

"I am whatever you want me to be as long as I'm still Rose." She told him slyly.

"Doctor. She's not really there." The Face of Boe was sounding concerned again, and now The Doctor was getting annoyed at his interruptions, as if he had an alterior motive for his apprehension.

"Why does it matter just as long as she's here." The Doctor stated contentedly, finally giving in to his urge to touch her and holding her hand to the side of his face. "And I can tell Rose I love her, like I've wanted to do for so long."

"But that is not going to make up for your mistakes." The Doctor sighed impatiently and tore his eyes away from the beauty of his Rose.

"I can make up for whatever I want." He huffed. "I have her back, and that's all that matters to me."

"But what if you could REALLY have her back?" There was a warning buzz from the TARDIS at the back of his mind. It seemed that the TARDIS had only sent him here to let Rose out of his mind, and there was something sinister about being able to have what you truly desire.

"What?" The Doctor ignored the TARDIS's warning in his mind, and dropped Rose's hand. The thought of a real Rose intrigued him more than any figment of his imagination ever would.

"We could go back to her?" Rose asked hopefully. The Doctor frowned and looked at her again.

"What ARE you?" He asked.

"I told you already. I am a part of Rose." She crossed her arms stubbornly. "And a part of you at the same time, which means I want to get her back as much as you do."

I LOVE all of your comments about non DW fans who are your friends. (sighs) i know so few fans of the show myself. I don't know many sci-fi nuts at all, come to think of it.

I'm sorry to say that for a long time, instead of writing up this chapter, I was looking up witty quoteables. I thought that in way of apology I could share some with you.

"Fat People are harder to kidnap." (see? I'm still being rude)

"My karma ran over your dogma."

(and something for the sake of poor old Rose)
"Warning: I brake for hallucinations."

I have many more, which I will most likely be sharing with you later to get the word count up for my next few chapters. (yes, i AM that petty).

Please Review.

Mikkifavo