"Absolutely." He grins, and offers me his hand.

I take it, and we walk into the Tardis, and dematerialize.

"Alright you two." Starts the Doctor "I think its time to get some rest. We've been up for over 24 hours."

"I agree." I nod, yawning

"Those were Daleks?" Martha asks, still a little in shock I think

"Yeah." Nods the Doctor

"They were awful." She shudders

"Yes." I agree

She turns to look at me "You've seen them before?"

"Yes." I nod "They were there at the battle of Canary Warf."

"Oh." Martha's eyes grow big

"Come on, time for bed." The Doctor urges and Martha nods

I need a warm shower too, I'm all cold and wet. Goodnight." Martha yawns, heading down the corridor to her room

"Martha wait!" The Doctor calls, and she turns around

"You were brilliant today. We couldn't have done it without you!"

She grins "Thank you."

"Sleep well!" I call and she nods

"You too!"

There's a slight pause as I get up.

"I'm setting course for Earth, day after we picked her up."

"We're taking Martha home?" I ask

"Yeah, we had her two trips, plus a detour. She almost died today Rose, and I can't be responsible for her…and she's not Wolfe. We need to search for Wolfe."

"I thought you told the Tardis to search for holes in the…"

"Yes, but it might take a while." He says, softly

"I'm willing to wait forever." I say firmly "but I think we need Martha. She's smart and its fun to watch her be so excited when we get to a new place…and we would have all died had she not been there today."

"Rose. What if she wants to go home?"

I think about how horrified Martha had been when she killed the pig slaves

"Okay. Why don't we take her home and see how she reacts? We'll hang out in London. I wanted to pick stuff up from Mu- my old place anyway. If she wants to come back, she'll find us. If not." I shrug "then fine."

"I think that's a good idea." Nods the Doctor.

"Alright then. I'm going to go and shower too-" I start, but he suddenly jumps up from where he'd been sitting next to me

"Ah! No, uh, wait a moment!"

"Yes?" I ask, completely lost why he's being so excitable when I know how tired we both are.

"I prepared a surprise for you, we got back sooner than I expected, but I hope its ready…" He presses buttons on the console

"Ah! Ready." He pets the console "Good girl!"

"Do you two want to be alone for a bit, because I really want to get warm."

"No! No! I want to show you the surprise."

He grabs my hand and he leads me to his bedroom door.

"Ready?" He asks, looking extremely proud of himself

I notice that one of his hands has slid to the back of his neck, which is Doctor for 'I'm actually pretty nervous/embarrassed/awkward about whatever it is I'm doing'.

I realize that my awkward Doctor is back, and find my heart fluttering.

"Ready!" I smile, his excitement contagious.

He opens his door and I gasp

It looks completely different. It was once darker, with lots of awful patters and browns and blacks, with only his bed and a reading chair in the entire huge space. Now, it's various shades of grey and cream. His browns and blacks are still there, just more subtle, in the decorative bits around the room. There's a light grey and cream patterned carpet in the middle. The main bed has a dark colored frame, cream sheets and a dark grey duvet.

The room is so much brighter. The walls are a very pale grey. There's a couch, which is cream, and a television in front of it with a coffee table. In a little nook by a window are two cream chairs, a small table between them, for tea.

Suddenly I realize his blacks and browns aren't the only colors here.

I see the pinks and yellows from my room side by side with his.

The chairs by the coffee table make my heart speed up.

One has a pink and yellow pillow, the other is brown and plaid.

Looking around I see details I never even noticed before. My unfinished book is on one of the bedside tables, there are two closets, my purple robe is hanging on the loo door. The bookshelf is filled with my books as well as his.

"Do you like it?" He asks, nervously, and I realize I have been silent for a long time. "I-I mean, if you don't I can put it back. I probably should have asked permission before I told the Tardis to merge our rooms…I kept your stuff I promise, all of its in your closet, or the bookshelf, or something…your closet's the one closer to the loo…"

I throw myself at him in a hug, in shock that he would ever, that we would ever reach a point like sharing a room.

He laughs, sounding slighting relieved as I crush him in a hug

"Doctor it's amazing." I laugh, pulling away, to look around at my new room with eagerness

"The Tardis is good at decorating." Nods the Doctor, looking around "Its better than I thought."

There's a hiss of disapproval from the Tardis and I laugh

"He didn't mean it!" I say, before I sneeze

"Bless you. You ought to get in the shower. I don't want you getting sick!" He warns, nudging me towards our bathroom.

I smile at the thought.

"Okay, okay." I chuckle

"I'll make us some tea and then we can watch a movie after if you'd like?" The Doctor offers and I grin

"That sounds fantastic!" I sneeze again "Thank you"

"No problem." He kisses the top of my head and leaves the room.

I turn to go to my closet.

"Oh, and Rose?" The Doctor peeks his head back in

"Yes, Doctor?"

"You were brilliant today too."

I chuckle "thank you."

"Bye."

"Bye!" I call after him, laughing as he shuts the door.

I get my coziest pajamas and get into the hot shower, staying in there until my whole body is nice and warm. When I get out I dry off and pull on my pajamas. I open the door to the room, and grin

The Doctor is sitting on the couch, with a big fluffy blanket, two cups of steaming tea, the lights low, and the television on ready for us to watch a movie.

I hurry to him and snuggle under the blanket, in his arms.

He hands me my cup of tea, and I press my fingers to the mug, using it as warmth.

"What do you want to watch?" He asks

"I don't know." I answer back, drowsy from all of the warmth "You pick"

"How about a Disney movie?"

"Sounds good."

"Sleeping Beauty?"

"Perfect." I snuggle closer in his grasp and he turns on the movie.

I awake to the sound of someone singing softly, running his fingers through my hair, softly

"Home - is where I want to be…but I guess I'm already there…I come home…she lifted up her wings…I guess that this must be the place…I can't tell one from another…Did I find you, or you find me?...There was a time before you were born…If someone asks, this is where I'll be . . . where I'll be…" The Doctor sings softly a song I've heard many times.

It's by the Talking Heads. Mum used to sing this song to me when I was a young girl. She used to say it was about finding home in the person you love.

He shifts and moments later I am in his arms, and we're moving. He very gently tucks me into our bed.

I keep my eyes closed, partially because I'm enjoying this and partially because I'm really tired.

"Hi yo I got plenty of time…Hi yo you got light in your eyes…" He's singing impossibly soft, and I feel him lie down next to me in bed "And you're lying here beside me…I love the passing of time…Never for money…Always for love…" he presses a kiss to the back of my head.

"Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight…" He finishes, and I doze off again, warm with comfort.