He let out yet another groan as he pulled the curtain back from his window and realized that it was five in the morning, not five in the afternoon. Knowing that Rose was a sound sleeper he knew that she wouldn't wake up for another seven to eight hours, especially after their long trip.

The Doctor walked back over to his bed and sat down, covering his face with his hands. After letting out a groan in frustration he grabbed his phone from the counter. He punched her number into it, hitting the numbers in as if it was a reflex, which it had almost become.

"Hello this is Rose Tyler,"

"Hey Rose I'm glad I—"

"I'm not here right now so please leave your name and number after the tone, I'll try to call you back as soon as I can. Thanks so much!"

He waited for the tone before proceeding, "Hey Rose this is John, I know its early but its important please call me back immediately, no matter the time." He hung up and started to pace back and forth across the room running his fingers through his hair.

He stopped mid pace and grabbed his wallet and ran out the door.

She heard a knock against the window; before she had started to travel with the Doctor the knocking wouldn't have woken her. But she had become more aware of her surroundings, more conscious of any potential danger. If the knocking would have come from her door it wouldn't have woken her, but the knocking against the glass did.

She sat up immediately rolling out of her bed and grabbing the bat that she kept next to it. She was surprised that the bat was still there. She had gotten the bat back when she was thirteen and one of her neighbors had had a break in and it had gathered dust ever since.

The knocking came back as she started to tiptoe around the edge of the room, edging closer to the window in her t-shirt and plaid pajama shorts. The knocking stopped and the window started to slide up. "Shoot," she thought as she realized that she had left the window open, just a crack to let fresh air in, before she had gone to bed.

She gripped the bat firmly as a man climbed in through the window, her heart pounding against her chest. Before checking who it was she swung the bat. She missed the intruders head hitting him in the shoulder. He let out a muffled cry as she prepared to swing again.

"Rose! Stop, it's me." The man switched on the lamp to reveal that he was the Doctor.

"John, what…what are you doing it's," she grabbed the alarm clock off the nightstand, "seven in the morning."

"Well I tried to call you, but you didn't answer, and I had to talk to you. You, by the way, have a good swing." Her eyes widened as she looked down at the bat she was holding.

"Oh, are you alright? Sorry I thought you were a robber or something," she dropped the bat.

"At seven in the morning?" he asked cradling his arm.

"Well yeah, sorry, why are you here anyway?"

"Uh well," he started to shift awkwardly on his feet, going over the words that he had practiced outside of her window for the last two hours, "can we sit down?" she raised her eyebrows at him but complied. "Rose I…okay…um…the past week or so has been…it's been just fantastic, I mean really genuinely fantastic."

"Yeah?" she asked smiling her tongue sticking through her teeth the way it always did as she twirled her hair nervously with her fingers.

"Yeah," he smiled back, "but Rose I have to tell you something, something important." He reached forward grabbing the hand that she was using to play with her hair. He put his other hand behind her neck, "but can I kiss you? One last time before I do?"

She was hesitant, her mind reeling about all the things he could possible say to her. Before she could answer him his lips were against hers as he held her close to him. They kissed for several moments before they stopped, their foreheads still pressed together.

"Rose, I'm just going to start rambling okay? Just don't say anything until I'm completely through, okay?" she nodded and he continued, "Rose I know that I haven't known you for that long but I feel like I've known you for my whole life. I…I don't think that I can live the rest of my life without you." He looked up into her eyes. They were searching his, waiting for him to continue.

"I'm sorry that I…oh…I…I'm sorry that I'm not perfect, and you are," she tried to protest but he placed his hand gently over her mouth quieting her. "No you are, you just can't see it. But Rose, I want to spend the rest of your life with you." Her eyes widened as she caught his slip, "uh…the rest of my life with you. Rose you're like no one that I've ever met before and I've gone over what I meant to say hundreds of times before now, Rose Tyler I love you."

The room was dead silent as she looked at him her eyes wide and perceptive. "Can I talk now?" She asked smiling at him.

He laughed, smiling down at her he nodded, "yeah you can."

"Good," she said grinning at him. "Cause I love you too Doctor," and they blinked.