A/N: Last one people. Thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed, alerted, and favourited this story. Heck, just basically to those who've read! I love you all.

I have to say though, I'm not sad to see its end. This has been going for ages and has been completely re-written and I'll just basically be glad to see the back of it. Hope you like this chapter!

Jackie stood idly in the kitchen, drumming her fingers on the unearthly rock of the kitchen work-top. She was waiting for the kettle to boil for the second time, to make yet another cup of tea. She decided she shouldn't really go and interrupt the Doctor's and Rose's "alone time" where they'd either kill each other or... well lets not think about that. The kettle switch flicked off, signaling that the water was boiling and Jackie poured her tea.

She heard a cough from behind her and span around, kettle still turned downwards, spilling scolding liquid over the cupboards and floor. She tutted at herself and shoved it back onto its stand. The Doctor and Rose were both smiling, amused at Jackie's clumsy moment. They were both holding hands, their fingers intwined.

The pair looked happy, even with the Doctor's red cheek, and so Jackie just had to forgive him. All part of being a mum was forgiving their daughter's idiot boyfriends. Not that Rose would ever admit that he was her boyfriend. But the whole universe knew they would have to end up being more than best friends.

"All sorted then?" She asked pretty pointlessly. Rose bit her bottom lip and smiled, nodding. The Doctor watched her before nodding himself. Jackie jumped on the nodding band-wagon. Rose is happiest with him, and I have to like it. It's my job to like it and they always leave home in the end... Not usually to end up traveling in a blue box, but each to their own. Jackie mused. She watched her little girl, blush and cling to the aliens hand like a lifeline, and Jackie felt scared, proud, glad and anxious all at once.

~-DW-~

"Shepherds pie all right?" Jackie stood in the kitchen doorway of her flat and asked. She saw them both huddled on her sofa, this time not for warmth, but for the pure comfort that intimacy brings with people you love. "Yeah, that's fine, mum." Rose called back, her eyes staring at the TV screen.

"Is that all your mother can cook?" The Doctor asked in hushed tones but Jackie still heard him. He nudged Rose's ear with his nose playfully, and she turned to face him. "Oi, leave her alone. She's my mother." Rose replied just as playful.

"Yes, that may well be, but it's not her who I love though is it?" He nuzzled her neck tenderly. Jackie's heart skipped a beat. Well, nice of them to tell her that they'd gone and proclaimed their love for each other!
"Yes, well unless you want the third slap of the day then I wouldn't push it." Rose advised and fiddled with a piece of his hair at the back.

"Yes, dear," he mocked.
"Shut up," they kissed each other and Jackie had seen quite enough and went back to her cooking.

The Doctor twirled a lock of Rose's hair around his finger and stared at it. He was happy just lounging there with Rose watching old comedy repeats, while the smell of shepherds pie wafted in from the kitchen. Such a domestic scene and the Doctor wouldn't want to change a thing, now he knew he was getting old... Or he'd found the love of his life. Perhaps both. He'd never felt like his whole existence was based around one person before, that one harsh word from that person could kill him. He'd had children before, and a human equivalent of a wife but he didn't love her. On Gallifrey, such emotions were seen as weak and choosing a mating partner was just based on convenience and keeping the species alive.

It didn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure out why he liked humans so much. It was their capability to love, forgive and be kind. About wearing their hearts on their sleeves and feeling such strong emotion that they'd die for someone else. To him that was amazing, just as amazing as Rose. He shifted his arm from where it was wrapped around her and rubbed her side soothingly. She gazed at him as if she could see right into his soul and he was momentarily stunned.

~-DW-~

"So where you two going after this then?" Jackie asked while scooping some peas up with her fork. The Doctor picked at this food trying in vain to not show his distaste at the meal.
"No idea, he's in charge." Rose replied while tucking into the shepherds pie. He swallowed a mouthful and spoke.
"Ah, now that's a surprise," He said smirking, thinking about how Rose would probably love to go to the Olympics of 2012. He knew Rose always watched them on TV, well now she could go to them in person.

"Spoil sport," Rose joked and stuck her tongue out at him from across the table.

"I don't mind where you go, as long as your safe. And I mean that in more way than one." She gave them both a stern look. Rose nearly choked on her food. "Mum!" She spluttered horrified, taking a gulp of her water to keep her food down.

"I wasn't born yesterday an' I know how you two feel but I'm not ready to be a grandmother for a few years yet, so be careful." She raised an eyebrow daring them to argue which they didn't, they only blushed looking uncomfortable. "Oh and also be safe as in, don't get kidnapped--or worse--by some aliens. Always come back to me. The pair of ya." She smiled at them warmly, loving even the Doctor like family.

"That's a promise, Jackie" The Doctor replied. He looked over at Rose who nodded, knowing that he was definitely in love. The best part was that she definitely loved him too.

Argh! I am so nervous about this chapter... I hope you like it. If not then please tell me to re-write it! I just don't want it to be like an anti-climax.

Love you all,
Dame Rose x