I can't believe that this is the tenth chapter! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, I love you all! Even those who just visit the story and don't leave a message, I'm loving you too!

This chapter is dedicated to you, my fellow reader. Enjoy!

I don't own Doctor Who. Usually, I try to be really witty and think of something funny to say before the actual story starts. But I can't think of anything just yet...I'll have to get back to you!

The Doctor was slouched on the sofa, looking around the hub. Jack noticed his wandering eyes and grinned.

"Like it?" The Doctor nodded, approval on his face. "I know, right? It's like an old secret agent hub. That's why I spend all of my time here."

"May I point out that he also lives here?," Gwen told him, and the Doctor grinned.

"You live here?"

"Yeah. Sort of. It's cosy, I suppose. I'm always the first one to work, that's a bonus," Jack replied.

"And do you live here too, Donna? With Jack, I mean?" The Doctor asked the red head, who was making a cup of coffee. She handed it to him and plonked herself down on the sofa next to him.

"Well, we do have a house. My grandad lent us some money, and we have a small flat near here. Jack seems to prefer this place though," She responded, kicking his feet off the sofa. "But I'm not sure. It's like, your work and your personal need a boundary, y'know? But Mr Harkness here doesn't seem to think so. He actually likes stayin' up late an' finishing the paperwork!" Donna chuckled, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. "I dunno, what am I gonna do with you?"

"You could always tie me up at home in a cage," Jack suggested seductively, waggling his perfectly shaped eyebrows at her. She blushed, but she didn't protest.

"Please stop before you make me throw up," Mikey interjected, holding his mouth. "Listen Doc, it's not all innuendo here. I'm really enjoyin' it! It's weird to think of the journey I've been on. The first time I visited Torchwood, I was like a mouse, Mickey Mouse. Always feelin' intimidated by you. And others, of course. Now look at me! I can handle a gun!" He grinned, as did the Doctor.

"Hey!" Martha poked her head around the corner and smiled. "Doctor! Good to see you!" She hugged him quickly, before moving onto her husband. "Have you told him?" She asked, into Mickey's ear. He nodded.

"He's happy for us."

"Good!" She whispered. "Because I have a small surprise for him. Well, scratch that; not small, majorly huge!" She grinned, and Mickey frowned.

"Is everythin' OK?"

"Everything is fine. Just, trust me, 'kay?" She asked, and he muttered a reply and nodded his head briskly. Martha tilted her head towards the door and nodded at something. Mickey craned his neck to see who it was, and he gasped when he saw her face. Martha smiled. "I know!" Rose walked up quietly behind the Doctor who had his back to her. Donna noticed her first, and she, like Mickey, dropped her mouth open and slapped Jack to get his attention. He pouted, clutching his arm that she had slapped him. The Doctor frowned, wondering why Donna and the others were all staring behind his back. He turned around to see the woman he never thought he'd see again.

"Rose?" He muttered, his voice almost a whisper. Donna took Jack's hand and smiled. She remembered the last time they reunited, and she hastily looked around for any possible threat, like a Dalek. Nope, the coast was clear, so she relaxed and watched them.

"Yeah."

"But...you can't be here! You're going to die!" He cried. "You've got to go!" He grabbed her shoulders and was about to push her outside until she stopped him.

"I knew you would do this!" Rose exclaimed, rolling her eyes. "This is the exact reason I told the other Doctor I didn't want to come back! Because you'd just send me away again! I'm still a Time Lord; but I'm not gonna die! Torchwood, my Torchwood, have ran a series of tests and I'm goin' to be OK!" She moved closer to him. "I promise. I'm goin' to survive. You just watch me," Rose finished, and she wrapped her arms around him. Slowly, he secured his hands to her back and closed his eyes, taking in her essence.

"What about me? The me in the parallel universe?" He asked.

"I told him not to wait for me. He's found someone else, Miss Song. Clever lady, actually. Torchwood's archaeologist," Rose replied.

"River?"

"Hmm?" Rose frowned.

"Is her first name River?" He asked again, and Rose nodded. Donna laughed. "Oh, well that explains a lot, then! You see, me and Donna, we went to the worlds largest library, and River Song arrived, and it was like she knew me. But she wouldn't tell me when we were going to meet, and how she was related to me. I got really annoyed at her. She died in the end, sacrificed herself to save us," The Doctor added sadly.

"Why wouldn't she tell you who she was?"

"Spoilers," Donna replied for the Doctor, shooting him a small smile.

"Right. And, what did that mean?"

"Spoilers for the future. It was blatant that she was in love with 'im though!" Donna laughed, but the Doctor sighed. This was the wrong thing to say, especially when he and Rose had just reunited.

"She was in love with you?"

"Well, no, not in love, technically, but-"

"How can love be described as technical?" Rose threw her hands up in the air.

"No need to get like this. I didn't live her, I promise. And now, I never will. The other Doctor will, though. So it's all good, right?" He asked. Rose gave up and nodded. "Good! Now, did she carry a blue book around? That looked like the TARDIS?"

"Can we just drop River Song now?" Rose cut in.

"Anyone for coffee?" Ianto offered, and everyone scurried to him and the coffee machine. He made the best coffee, and nobody else knew his secret recipe. Jack stayed behind with a drifting Rose.

"You're lucky, y'know," He told her.

"Why's that?"

"You met the Doctor, right? Then you got sucked into a parallel universe. Two years later, you find a way to come back to him. Even then, after a while, he drops you back, with another him. And then you come back! Now, I'd call that luck, wouldn't you?"

"I dunno. I just want to be with him so bad. If there's a chance for me to spend the rest of my life with him, then I'm gonna take it, aren't I? I'm a Time Lord now. He's not alone, and he never has to be. Anyway, third time lucky," Rose grinned. "But enough about me. What about you? And Donna? Oh yeah, I saw you two hlodin' hands back there!"

"Yeah, we had a quickie marriage, in Las Vegas," Jack tried to shrug off his embarrassment as Rose jumped on him and smothered him.

"I can't believe it!" She screeched. "Oh Jack! You're growin' up!" She grabbed his cheeks and pulled at them, but he grabbed her hands away.

"Hey, Miss Tyler, I'm a hell of a lot older than you are!" He protested.

"Oh, yeah, 'coz that's good thing now, right?"Rose teased, poking her sharp pink tongue out at him. He rolled up his sleeves and raised an eyebrow. "Oh, do you want it? Bring it on, big boy!" He advanced to her, and Rose got ready with her punches. He grabbed her waist, and took her feet right off the floor. He swung her about. "JACK! PUT ME DOWN!" She squealed, laughing her head off.

"What the hell is goin' on?" Donna hollered, standing in the door frame. Jack and Rose composed themselves, and Jack cleared his throat. "God, you'd think someone was dyin' in 'ere! Are you havin' a drink?" Jack and Rose sauntered out of the room, their heads down, tying not to giggle. Donna rolled her eyes jokily. "What have I married into?" She asked herself, following them down the corridor.

"Oi, I heard that!" Jack turned back and glared at his wife. They entered another room, where the others were all sat around the small crackling fire, clutching cups. It was a touching sight. Jack and Donna grabbed a mug and joined them on the floor. Mickey was sat on a plastic chair, with Martha on his lap. Rose smiled; Mickey had finally moved on from her. Martha seemed perfect for him, which was a bonus. Gwen and Ianto were deep in conversation, and Gwen burst out laughing once Ianto had finished speaking. Donna and Jack sipped on their mugs, and Donna leaned her head against Jack's muscular arm. He stroked her hair lovingly. The Doctor was sat next to Gwen, listening to her conversation with Ianto. He noticed Rose and smiled at her. She sat down next to him.

"Coffee?" He offered, thrusting a mug in her face. She took it gratefully and sipped on it. Cardiff has really cold nights, and she was sitting in her strappy top and jeans. The Doctor shrugged off his coat and held it out to her. "You look cold."

"Thanks," She muttered, and he placed it over her shoulders. "What about you?"

"I'm a Time Lord; I have enough warmth."

"Uh, so am I, remember?" Rose reminded him, and he nodded. "Do you want me to be a Time Lord? Really?"

"What can I do? If I say yes, then I'd be lying. But if I say no, then there would be nothing I could do about it, without having to erase your mind again," The Doctor explained.

"Again? Didn't exactly work the first time, though," Rose pointed out. He put one arm around her and looked into the fire. "And yeah, she did."

"What?"

"River Song. She carried a little blue book around with her. Why?"

"No reason."

"So, where are we goin' to go next? To the moons of Nebula? The planet of the holy Astrix? See, I get all of this stuff now!" Rose grinned.

"I know exactly where we're going next," He smiled smugly.

"Where? Oh, come on, please tell me?" The Doctor shook his head, still smiling like a Cheshire Cat. "Why can't you tell me?"

"Spoilers."

Yeah, I don't care if Steven Moffaet sues me for the use of the word 'spoilers'. Not that he created it!

Unfortunately, I have a feeling this is the last chapter. It's a good place to leave it, and I may do a sequel. But you ll have to promise to read it if I do publish one, OK?

Please review for the last time, it'll make my day :)

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