The TARDIS was quiet when Rose and the Doctor entered the ship. Grinning, she bounced up to the controls. "Oh, it's so good to be able to touch everything," she said, giggling.
Pulling her into his arms, the Time Lord smirked. "And what does everything include?" he asked.
Resting her hands on his shoulders, she cocked her head as if considering his question. "Oh, I can think of a few things."
He kissed her again, and for the first time, Rose felt like the air was being sucked from her lungs. She pulled away, gasping. "Wow. That was … wow."
"I've rendered Rose Tyler speechless. Always a good thing," he said, dropping another kiss on the top of her head. "I know that you're anxious to go through your things."
Rose hesitated. "And I'm going to stay in my room?" she asked.
"Well, not all the time," he said and took advantage of her parted lips. This kiss got past her defenses and she moaned against his mouth.
"Oh!" Startled, they turned in unison to a very startled Martha. "I wasn't trying to intrude. Honestly!" she said, backing away from the doorway.
"It's all right," the Doctor said. "As you can see, Rose is back."
"And not a ghost, either," Martha said, regaining her composure a bit. "Um, Doctor, how…?"
"Don't know. Don't care," he said, carelessly throwing his coat over the railing. "I'm just thrilled she's here."
"But I thought you'd asked for …" Her voice trailed off. "Sorry. From your reaction, I thought I knew what you'd chosen."
"You were right, but never question the cook when you order broccoli and get chocolate biscuits," he said, running around the controls. "How about a trip back to see Jack? I'm sure he'll be thrilled to be able to manhandle you again."
"I think my days of letting Jack have his way are long past," Rose laughed.
Martha watched them play, and quietly left them alone. He was happy, far happier than she'd ever seen him, and she suspected that her time in the TARDIS was drawing short, and for the first time, the thought brought a smile to her face. It was time for her to find someone who could make her feel like that.
She wandered past Donna's door, which was open just a crack. Behind it, the redhead grinned brightly as she listened to the laughter echoing through the ship and then the more telling silence after it. The Doctor finally had his Rose, and it was about time.