This is it. The last chapter. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, and everyone's who's read it. I've really enjoyed writing it, but maybe that's just coz half the script was written for me :P. Anyway, enjoy!
The TARDIS materialised on the landing outside Rose's flat. It carried Jack, the boys, Rose and the Doctor.
"Do you want to come in?" Rose asked the Doctor.
"Um, I don't think so," said the Doctor.
"Okay," said Rose. "Please don't leave yet."
"I won't," promised the Doctor. The others walked out of the TARDIS, Nibs still shocked that it was bigger on the inside. Rose opened up the window and climbed into her room. Jackie was asleep in her chair by the window.
"Stay outside for now," Rose said to the others. "Come in when I signal." Rose then climbed into bed, purposely banging her foot on the floor to wake her mother. Jackie woke up and looked around the room. She saw the sleeping image of Rose, however she dismissed it, thinking she was still dreaming. She walked over to Rose's bed and sat down. She reached out to stroke her daughter's cheek. It was when she made contact that she realised this was real.
"Rose?" she said. Rose opened her eyes.
"Yes Mum," she said. "I'm back."
"Rose!" exclaimed Jackie, picking up her daughter and planting kisses on her. "Mickey! Mum! Come quickly!" The sound of footsteps was heard, and soon the door was opened to reveal an exhausted Mickey and Beatrice wearing her night-mask. They'd both been staying with Jackie to make sure she didn't do anything bad while waiting for Rose.
"Is that you Rose?" said Mickey.
"Well who else would it be?" asked Rose happily, hugging Mickey.
"Oh Rose, I love you so much!" exclaimed Mickey. Rose bit her lip. Now she'd been with the Doctor, she knew what true love felt like.
"Oh Mickey, I really hate to say this," she said. "But I don't love you. I don't think we should see each other anymore."
"Rose! How could you do that?" said Jackie.
"No, it's alright," said Mickey. "I've felt it for ages. Rose hasn't been looking at me like she loves me for weeks."
"I'm glad you understand Mickey," said Rose. "But I'd like to stay friends. Can we do that?"
"Sure," said Mickey, smiling. Rose then turned to her grandmother.
"Hi Gran," she said.
"Hello Rose," Beatrice said. "I'm … uh … sorry for pressuring you. You should be allowed to make your own choices in life. You write about your adventures if you want." Rose grinned.
"And now I've had those adventures," she said. She then whistled, and Jack and the boys came through the window.
"Mum, Mickey, Gran, I'd like to introduce the Lost boys," she said. "They've got no home, no money and no parents. Will you adopt them?"
"Oh," said Jackie. "Well, you see Rose, it's not as simple as that. They'd make a mess, it'd cost a bomb, and …" Jackie trailed off and Jack stepped towards her.
"Evening ma'am," he said. "Captain Jack Harkness. I'm the boys' uncle."
"On second thoughts …" Jackie said, "…welcome to the family!" The boys ran up to Jackie and hugged her.
"Finally, a real mother!" exclaimed Tootles.
"Mother, I've got a present for you," said Slightly. He emptied out his pockets, showing the treasures he had stolen.
"Blimey!" said Jackie. "Aren't you a clever little thing! What's your name?"
"Slightly," said Slightly. Jackie hugged Slightly, thinking how useful he could be in the future. As the other boys introduced themselves, no one except Mickey noticed Curly climbing through the window. He stood there, sighing.
"What's wrong?" asked Mickey. Curly looked up at him.
"I went to the toilet, and got lost on the way back," he said. "Now everyone's got a mother except me."
"It's not too late," said Mickey. "I'm sure Jackie would love to have another son."
"But I've never really fit into my family," Curly said. "I was adopted, you see. I get along with my brothers like friends, not like brothers. I've got no one."
"Oh," said Mickey. He knew exactly how Curly felt. He felt a connection to him.
"Say, what was your name?" he asked.
"Curly," replied Curly.
"Curly," said Mickey. "Would you … I dunno … like a father?" Curly's brown eyes shined.
"Yes," he whispered.
"Well …" said Mickey, shrugging his shoulders, "…I could … you know …" He didn't even have to finish the sentence. Curly threw his arms around him.
"Dad!" he exclaimed. Mickey smiled.
"Jackie, I have a son!" he said.
There could not have been a lovelier sight. But there was no one to see it, except a strange man wearing a pinstripe suit who was looking in from the window. The Doctor had countless joys that other people could never know. But he was looking at the one joy from which he must be forever barred.
"To live would be an awfully big adventure," he said to himself. He saw Rose leave the room and come back out to him.
"Doctor!" she said.
"Rose," said the Doctor. "I guess this is goodbye."
"I guess so," said Rose, struggling to keep back the tears. "You won't forget me, will you?"
"Me? Forget?" said the Doctor. "Never." He flashed a grin at her.
"Well, will you ever come back?" asked Rose.
"To hear stories … about me!" said the Doctor. He stepped towards Rose and captured her lips in one last kiss, before heading back to the TARDIS.
"Goodbye Doctor," Rose said.
"See ya round, Rose Tyler," said the Doctor.
But I was not to see the Doctor again. I can only keep him alive in memory. I wish I could turn back time and see him again, but no one can do that … except him.
The End
