"John…what…what?" she asked pulling back to look at him. His eyes were reading her; every facial movement was analyzed and processed.

"I'm sorry Rose…I don't know what…" he stopped talking looking away from her as his heart sunk to the bottom of his chest. He looked back up at her when he felt her hands against his face, resting against his cheekbones.

She lifted his face back up so she could look at his eyes, so she could really study him, "what you said, was it true? All of it?"

"Yes."

"You promise?"

"Cross my hearts…err…heart." She continued to stare at him before she did something she thought would never happen. She kissed him, and then he kissed her back. It was a long kiss, long and soft and deep and powerful. They kissed until they felt the train slow as it pulled up to the last stop before Paris.

"Excuse me," two older women, one was tiny and frail while the other was plump and a few years younger than the other, stood in the isle to the left of the Doctor, "that's my seat, I believe, if you don't mind," the younger one claimed, in a thick Parisian accent, while the other sat in the other empty seat, across from it. The Doctor nodded and then moved back to the seat across from Rose, which was next to the smaller woman. "Sorry I wouldn't have made you move but I get ill if I sit by the window." The heavier woman said sitting in the seat the Doctor had been in moments before.

The group of four sat in silence for most of the remaining train ride. Rose and the Doctor both looked out the window, because looking at each other made them both blush uncontrollably. "You're a nice looking couple you two," the younger woman stated two minutes before their train was to arrive in Paris.

Rose looked over at her, her face already turning pink. "Thank you."

"I'm Marie and that's my older sister Claire, she doesn't speak English."

"I'm John and this is Rose," the Doctor said in response to Marie. He glanced over at Rose who was smiling politely at the older woman.

"Well I hope that you enjoy the city," the train came to a stop and the two women disappeared into the mass of people filing off the train.

"You ready Rose?" he asked grabbing her hand as they joined the group.

"As ready as I'll ever be I suppose." They got off the train and found their way to a taxi. The Doctor listed off the name of the hotel. Rose sat next to him, nervously chipping off her nail polish that had started to chip.

After instructing the taxi driver who spoke a little English where the hotel was, the Doctor relaxed back in his seat looking over at his companion, "Rose what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine." She continued to chip her nails as he grabbed her hand, stopping her.

"Rose, what's wrong?"

"I…I…I'm just trying to process everything."

"Well…I'll help you. You're Rose and I'm John. We're in Paris. I like you…a lot. You're very pretty and I really like doing this," he leaned forward and kissed her again. "This is our hotel though," he said pulling away from her as the cab stopped in front of a large building. He got out of the taxi and paid the driver. He grabbed both suitcases with one hand and her hand with his other.

They walked up to the front desk and the man behind started to talk to them very quickly in French. The Doctor shook his head, "do you speak English?"

"Oh, I am sorry sir, yes English," the man said with a thick accent.

"Yes, I'm John Smith. I have two rooms." The man typed the name into the computer and then looked back up at the Doctor.

"Two rooms? Are you sure sir?"

"Yes, I paid for two rooms. I have the paper work here." He reached into his jacket grabbing the papers and showing them to the man that he, indeed, made the reservation for two rooms.

"I'm sorry sir, the computer says you only have one room and we have no rooms left." The Doctor let out a moan in frustration.

"Rose, I'm sorry I…I'll sleep on the floor or something, I didn't mean for this to happen. I'm not trying to…"

"John, its fine I believe you. One room will be okay," she said turning to the man behind the counter.

"You can use all hotel amenities for free as apology; here is your key sir." He handed the key to the Doctor and he turned to look at Rose.

"Ready to go up?"

"Ready as ever," she said grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the elevator.