"Rose."

Rose woke with a start to the sound of her name being called by someone who sounded a lot like her dad. She knew what it meant if it was her dad. It would mean that she had less than a week left with the Doctor.

It had already been 3 days after she and the Doctor had been back to Henrick's and Rose already knew that she didn't have a lot of time left with him. She looked around until her eyes caught sight of a ghostly figure of her dad stood by the foot of the bed. Rose looked at the Doctor still fast asleep, unaware of anything going on in the real world.

"Rose, I've come to warn you – "

"That, I have less than a week with the Doctor." Rose finished for him. Pete only nodded. "I don't want to leave him dad, I can't leave him." Rose told her dad.

"I know, but you will still be able to see him, but he won't be able to see you."

"How long do I have left?"

"About 3 days."

"3 days?" Rose looked at her dad, it wasn't fair, and 3 days wasn't enough. She wanted more – needed more.

"I'm sorry," Pete didn't say anything else other than that before he faded out of view, leaving Rose feeling like nothing else mattered. She looked at the Doctor, who hadn't moved during the conversation, thinking what she would do without him. She had always known that when the time came for her to go it would be hard to part with the Doctor, but now that reality was fast approaching, Rose realised that it was going to be a lot harder than she had first thought.

Rose didn't know what else to do at that moment in time, so she just lay back down on the Doctor's chest and finally fell into a somewhat troubled sleep.

~...~

When the Doctor awoke in the morning, the first thing he noticed was Rose lying on his chest asleep. He didn't want to wake her, but he wanted to get as much done today as possible. He knew they didn't have much time and he wanted to take her everywhere, but that was just impossible. What the Doctor didn't know is that the time they had left was a lot shorter than he thought.

Deciding that it was time to wake her up, the Doctor gently stroked one of Rose's wings, being as careful as he could so he didn't hurt her or damage her in anyway. Rose stirred and opened her eyes. She looked at the Doctor.

"Morning," the Doctor said.

"Morning," Rose replied, trying to sound happy, but knowing that she wasn't being very convincing.

"What's up?" The Doctor asked.

"Nothing." Rose told him.

"So where d'you wanna go today then?" The Doctor asked.

"Wherever," Rose replied, still not sounding herself.

"OK, wherever it is." The Doctor jumped out of his bed and made his way to the bathroom, grabbing his clothes on the way. Rose watched as he went. She felt sad that in three days time she would never be able to watch him do that again. It was a stupid thing really, that most people took for granted, but now that Rose realised that she was never going to get many more chances to do this and the reality of that made Rose feel sad.

She thought about all the other things that she would not be able to do ever again when she left for good. She would never be able to sit with the Doctor and talk to him like they used to before she died; she would never get the chance to talk to any of her friends again – not that she could have done that anyway as she was a butterfly, but still...

Rose didn't want what she had to end, but she knew that it was inevitable. The Doctor had told her that he would see if he could do anything to make her look like a human again, but obviously that was never going to happen, she knew that already, though. But it was still a question she had to ask.

She must've have thought about the things that she was going to miss when she was gone really deeply, because she didn't notice when the Doctor came out of the bathroom and looked at her with a bright smile – though it didn't quite reach his eyes as he, too, was feeling upset about the fact that the two of them didn't have long left.

"You OK Rose?" He asked as he walked up to the bed where Rose sat.

"Yeah, just thinking." She replied.

"'Bout what?"

"What I'm going to miss when I'm gone." She told him.

"Rose, try not to think about it too much." The Doctor told her.

"I'll try, but we don't have long together." Rose said. She had to tell him that they only had about three days – if that.

"I know, but we have to make the most of the time we have left. We can't waste it."

"Doctor, we have about three days."

"How do you know?"

"My dad came to me during the night and told me. Doctor, I don't want this to end: ever." Rose told him, the emotion evident in her voice.

"Oh, Rose..." The Doctor wanted to go over and hug her, but knew that he couldn't. It felt weird just standing there not doing anything. It wasn't fair. None of it.

"Anyway, we better get a move on. Three days is not a long time." Rose cheered up slightly, but the Doctor could still tell that she was upset about this whole thing. And so was he, there was no way he could deny it. He didn't want to.

The two of them walked down the corridor, thinking about things that they didn't want to say out loud. Like, what were they going to do without one another? That was the question on both of their minds.

~...~

Not too long later, they were in the control room deciding where 'wherever' was going to be. Neither of them really knew where they wanted to go. They had been to so many places that it was hard to pick where they wanted to go next. However, Rose thought that maybe they should just go out somewhere new, somewhere where they knew there would be nothing going wrong, though, that was never guaranteed when with the Doctor.

The Doctor agreed – though, slightly reluctantly – that the two of them should have a relaxing day just talking about where they had been over the years. So that's where they went. The Doctor set the co-ordinates for a place which had a tranquil atmosphere and had an amazing view that the two of them could look at as they talked.

The TARDIS was soon in motion, the ride, as usual, was bumpy, though not as bumpy as it had been, which was nice.

It wasn't long before they landed and the Doctor grabbed his coat before he and Rose made their way out of the TARDIS and into the unknown.

They looked around at where they had landed. It was a quiet place that looked like a country park of some sort, though much more amazing to look at. There were trees everywhere in what seemed random places, but within those random places, they fitted. Nothing looked out of place. The sky was blue and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was also warm, but not hot. There was a nice cool breeze blowing around them which sent the Doctor's hair in funny directions; even more so than normal.

The one thing that caught both their eyes though, was the view. The view was stunning. They were on some sort of cliff and by standing right at the edge you could see for miles and miles. Below them, in the view, was the sea. A bright blue that shined as the sun hit it. The water glistened like billions of tiny diamonds moving with the waves. It was – as the Doctor used to say – fantastic. This was a place where it seemed nothing could go wrong. It was the perfect place to lay back in the sunshine and talk.

~...~

Half an hour later, the Doctor and Rose were on the soft green grass looking out at the view. Neither of them had brought up a conversation yet, though both of them wanted to, but just couldn't find the words to say to the other.

It's funny, because, when you lose someone you wish you had said something to them that you never got the chance. Or you wanted to have that one last conversation with them before their time was up. But when you're given that chance, your words disappear and you don't know what you want to say anymore.

Finally, the Doctor broke the silence.

"Do you remember the time when I took you to Platform One on our 'first date'?" The Doctor asked. Rose looked at him.

"Yeah, that was strange for me. I guess I didn't know what to expect. It was sad though, seeing your planet die."

"I know, I guess I was desperate to impress you."

"That you were."

"It seems like that was a lifetime ago now." The Doctor told her.

"Well, for you, it kinda was." The Doctor laughed and Rose joined him.

The two of them talked and laughed some more as they remembered their time together and all that they had been through. Both the good times and the not so good times, as it were. Both of them were lost in their conversation that they didn't notice the sun go down as time moved on. It was like there was nothing else to worry about in the world anymore. All their fears disappeared and they were the only two beings in the universe for a matter of hours. It was a feeling that they both knew wouldn't come again.

When they did make their way back to the TARDIS, it was dark. The sky was pitch black and the moon shone above their heads. The stars had come out and the sky had been lit up. It was a picture perfect night – the last picture perfect night that they would have together.

~...~

So sorry for the wait guys. I had no idea what I was going to do for this chapter and then I kinda got my act together and was like: you have to finish this chapter tonight 'cos people are waiting. So yeah, here we are.

The next chapter, I think, will be the last. There may or may not be an epilogue of some sort after that, but next chapter will definitely be one of the last. I hope you've enjoyed it thus far and I can't wait to hear what you think.

Sorry again for the long wait.

OAO

Markie!