"That was amazing," Rose exclaimed, as they walked off stage. She couldn't believe Pete had talked him into such a random act. Walking back to the dining hall, the Doctor's hearts were still racing. He felt as if he'd just finished a marathon.

"Remember when I said I'm prepared for anything?"

"Yeah?"

He scooped punch into his glass, "I lied."

Without warning, a sweating face came pouring into the room. Only his reaction was ten times what it was before.

"If I have to sing again…"

"No, no, no," he stammered, "It's just a little warm, that's all. Rose, can I talk to you for a second?"

"Sure, I guess." They walked out of The Doctor's sight. This night was shaping up, but every which way you looked, something was falling out of place.

"I can't do it!"

"The Doctor was able to pull it off."

Rose shook her head, "That's because he's mostly time lord…again."

"What," Pete was beyond confused.

"Just forgot about it. I'll explain later."

"Rose," her heals clicked as she traipsed over the floor, "I've heard you sing. You're good! If there was someone else, I'd be talking to them. Not you." She turned around, a thought crossed her mind. Yeah, Rose thought, payback.

"OK, what do I have to do?"

The next performance was about to begin. He checked his watch and shrugged. She'll get back when she gets back. The lights dimmed again as he drank the last sip of his punch. Pete crossed center stage and plucked the microphone.

"Now, with her new hit single. All the way from America, please welcome, Lady Gaga!"

Her knees had locked in place. A few pieces of gold glitter fluttered past her cheeks. Come on, she thought, you can do this. Her father adjusted her mic, wishing her luck. She bowed her head, just as the choreographer had instructed her to do. The extra brunette and blonde extensions made her almost unnoticeable. As the curtain rose, the melody broke through.

Rose

There ain't no reason you and me should

Be alone. Tonight, yeah baby, tonight, yeah baby.

I got a reason that you

Who should take me home tonight?

Everybody was out of their seats, all except The Doctor. He rarely became confused. But, for one explanation or another, he couldn't shake the feeling that her voice sounded familiar. She was wearing a short, red glitter dress with a silver belt.

Rose saw The Doctor; clouded look and all. She dared not glance too much. He might get the feeling that it was actually her. The song carried on, continuing, she gave herself some credit. Not half bad!

Rose

I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you

Where we can both fall more in love.

I'm on the edge of glory

And I'm hanging by a moment of truth.

Out on the edge of glory

And I'm hanging on a moment with you.

I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge,

The edge, the edge, the edge.

She started to become loose, she did some twirls and some struts. Payback was approaching fast, and she making sure he would get the surprise of a lifetime…maybe even two.

Rose

I'm on the edge with you!

The Doctor finally stood up. He concluded he needed to get closer in order to confirm his suspicions. With each step he took, the more excited she became. The saxophone solo came into play, and he was in snatching distance. A few more seconds…now! Suddenly, she grabbed him by the neck and embraced him, caressing his lips. Her fingertips grazed his cheeks and his body went into shock. Somehow though, he was able to bend her backwards off the stage into his arms. She winked unexpectedly.

Rose

I'm on the edge with you!

He gently pushed her back on stage, ending with a bang. Fireworks exploded in the background. The audience went wild. Rose was heaving out each breath and exhale. Did she dare look back at The Doctor? Did he know it was her? She scanned the chairs. To her surprise, he was giving her a standing ovation and shaking his head. Conveying to her that she was full of surprises. Quickly, she washed off the glitter and put on her regular dress. She sauntered through the masses and spotted him.

Her mind wandered back to when she first ran into him. Run! Then, when he'd changed. Rose…I'm still me. No one in this dimension was going to take him away. They would finally have the life they wanted. She was about to run into his arms, when she heard a second nature noise. No, it can't be. The bluish color commenced to enter the room. The creaky doors flunk open. A young man stepped into the room, rearranging his bowtie.

"Hey, forgive me for ruining a party. But…on the off chance, has anyone seen Amy?"

Crickets could've been heard, for no one answered him.

"She's got red hair, about this tall…" He crackled his fingers, shrugging.

He was walking back to his wooden box, when he swore he recognized a face in the gathering.

"Excuse me, do I know you?" The blonde was at a loss for words.