A/N: One more after this I think! Hope this makes everything feel happier and that it's not too cheesy. But hey, I like cheesy. That's why I LOVE John Barrowman! Okies ignore me.

The Doctor heard Rose's yell of excitement and he knew she had found the Nanogenes. If he could, he would have released a sigh of relief but he couldn't so...he did nothing. He heard Rose telling Jackie what to do and he tried to mentally brace himself.

"Three," he hoped this would work because he knew Rose wouldn't be able to handle him regenerating again. "Two," he heard her say sounding a little repulsed, "three!" He could feel the very sharp pain as the knife was taken from his flesh and felt his life begin to drain away alarmingly fast. And it wasn't stopping.

It must have gone wrong.

"Rose!" Jackie shouted from somewhere close by, she hadn't been able to open the vial he guessed. He heard Rose yell sounding angry and scared all at once. It was almost a primal growl. Sounded quite scary actually. He was worried that was the last sound he'd hear in this body, he'd prefered it to be her laugh or her teasing him, something happy.

Suddenly he felt warmth over his wound, smothering it and closing the hole. He felt the warmth spread through his body, working its way through his twin hearts all the way to his finger tips. He felt his strength returning. They'd done it, the Nanogenes were working.

He gained enough strength and opened his eyes.

-~DW~-

Rose finally breathed when she saw his eyes open. She watched him begin to sit up slowly, probably trying to get the blood circulating again and his muscles probably ached. She didn't know how much the Nanogenes did.

He swiveled his body so his feet were on the ground, perched on the edge of the med-bed. "Hm, that felt odd." He said thoughtfully remembering the warmth spreading through his system. He couldn't feel any pain or ache at all, wow those things were really good. Well, he knew that from when he used them to cure all the gas-masked people in his other regeneration.

Rose did an uncharacteristic squeal and launched herself into the Doctor's arms, nearly knocking him backwards. He laughed and held on to her as tightly as she did him. "Oh sorry," she apologized wondering if she might have hurt him but he still clung to her. Rose pulled back and she looked a little angry now that the fear had gone, remembering what had happened before the stabbing.

She pulled back and stood up, her gaze at the floor.
"So you're all better now, yeah?" Jackie asked standing in front of him. He kept his eyes on Rose who looked sad and hurt.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Fine and dandy..." He said absent-minded.

"Good, then I can do this!" She back handed him across the same cheek she'd hit hours previously. He held his stinging cheek and jaw looking at her with wide eyes.

"That was for getting yourself bleeding stabbed! Poor Rose was nearly having a breakdown! Oh, an' because I don't think tha' one earlier was justice enough for you being a total prat!" The Doctor just cradled his face in shock, although he should have been used to it by now.

"Right, now that's done," said Jackie, "I'll go make a cuppa, if I can find the kitchen." She continued a bit too brightly too be genuine. "The TARDIS will show you," The Doctor replied, his head still in space. Or more like full of Rose. He was still watching her. Jackie could almost hear the cogs of his great alien mind working while he thought about what he should do now. Whether to go with his heart or his head.
"Okay, if you need me, kitchen. I'm sure you need to talk." Jackie told them and left the infirmary.

Rose watched her mother leave, still refusing to look at the timelord. She didn't know what to say, so she said the first thing that came to her.

"Rose,"
"It's good you're okay," They both said at the same time. They both tittered slightly but the atmosphere was too dense for it to be funny.
"Go on, you first." He said, smiling.
"Nah, you," he looked at her pointedly so she spoke.

"I was gunna say: It's good you're okay, but I should probably go." The Doctor's face fell and his chest twinged painfully. "'cause not much has really changed from what we last said an' I'm sure you wanna leave soon."

He shook his head but said nothing, his eyes showing a ton of sadness and regret. She wanted him to say something but it didn't look like she'd get what she wanted. She bit her lip, her eyes began to glisten and she headed for the door.
"Rose," he called her back, his voice hoarse and unusually quiet. "Don't go,"

She looked back at him confused.

"I really don't... want you to go. Why don't you stay?" He begged her with his chocolate brown orbs and Rose felt herself drowning in them.
"But...It's all different now. How can we go back... an'... I just dunno what to say..." She trailed off lamely, words failing her. He walked towards her, standing directly in front of her, and held her chin gently so she could look no-where else but at him.

"Who said I wanted to go back to being how we were?" He whispered, his breath ghosting over her skin. His hands moved so he was caressing her cheeks. His lips tenderly but nervously met with hers. Her heart sang and she couldn't help but kiss him back.

I enjoyed writing the end of this one! I'm sure you see why. Have I made anyone happy? Or do you not like it?

Thanks to those brilliant people who reviewed,

Dame-Rose x