Last and final chapter! Do you guys want to know a fun fact? From the very first chapter, I knew I wanted it to be a Harry/Donna story. I got inspired by one scene in particular during the End of Time which made me think 'I wonder what would happen if...?'. That scene was when Wilf and the Doctor were tied up and the Master was once again ruler of Earth with his Master Race. Then all of a sudden, Wilf's cell rang and when the Master asked who that was and then picked it up to have Donna talking to him (even though she thought it was Wilf)...well, that just made my fanfiction blood fly sky high. Imagine if that scene had never happened...this story would never have been written. Perhaps that's a relieving thought for some of you. Anyway, enjoy this final chapter of a story that I had a hell of a time writing. And once again, thanks for the reviews. Enjoy!

Epilogue

"So how'd your mum take it?" the Doctor asked, seating himself beside the redhead.

Donna stared out into Tegan Bay wistfully, watching the pale blue sky shifting into a navy as the sun retreated for the final time that day.

"As well as one can take it when their daughter admits to loving an evil alien who's sole purpose once was to enslave and torture the human race."

"Not so good then," the Doctor noted.

Sighing, Donna nodded her head. She was still in her wedding dress at eight o clock that evening, despite the wedding having been halted six hours ago.

"Martha was worse. I could tell she was trying so hard not to get sick around Harry's presence. Even when she wished us luck. Apparently her mum had rushed out as soon as the wedding stopped, cursing me and Harry."

The Doctor watched the clouds for a silent minute, allowing the information to absorb.

Finally, he said, "Martha will come around."

"And Jack? He left with Gwen and Ianto as soon as I kissed Harry."

"Especially Jack. He loves you too much to keep you out of his life forever."

"I suppose," Donna observed.

"Look at the bright side. I'm here for you."

"Doctor, I want you and gramps to go. It's completely fine, really."

"Donna-."

"Please. Since mum's kicked me out, I can stay at Joan's. She'd bloody love that considering she nearly pounced on me after realizing she was right all along. Same goes for Cady or Stacy."

"Are you su-."

"Yes. I've held up my gramp's progress long enough."

Still looking like he wanted to argue, Donna hushed his arguments with a sturdy glare.

"I'm sorry this couldn't have ended better for you," the Doctor remarked after a few minutes.

Tilting her head up, Donna observed the stars appearing like tiny, milky eyes.

"Not all bad. Shaun believed the whole thing. Even gave me his blessing," Donna replied.

"Ood Rho was here."

"Was he really? Cheeky bastard, knowing what was going to happen all along."

Laughing, the Doctor scooted closer to Donna and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. The evening air had quickly turned cooler, forcing the redhead to absorb the heat coming from the man next to her.

"I guess," Donna started, "I wasn't expecting exactly a warm reception. I mean they all know Harry's reputation. I wasn't even thinking about how people would react. I never imagined all of this."

"Are you happy?"

Turning her head to face the Doctor, Donna smiled immediately.

"More than I ever thought I would be. That should scare me. All the things that have made me happy in life, usually disappear. But this won't. It feels...I dunno...right in a way."

Silently agreeing, the Doctor also studied the stars above them.

"Then that's all that matters."

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Harry had just gotten out of the bathroom in the Cross Corner reception hall when he felt two arms slam him harshly into the wall behind him. The need to retaliate and make the person suffer was overwhelming, but as soon as he saw who it was, Harry decided against it. No need to spend his energy on someone not worth his time.

"If you so much as hurt Donna, I will hunt you down, torture and kill you," Jack promised, tightening his balled fists into Harry's shirt.

"Why does everybody assume that I'm going to hurt her?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"Don't give me any of that shit. I swear on all of my lives that hurting her will be the last thing you will ever do in your life."

Rolling his eyes, Harry merely let out a bored yawn.

"I'm not joking."

"Of course not, freak. But did you ever stop to think in that overinflated head of yours that I'm just as susceptible to that same hurt?"

"And it still wouldn't be nearly enough pain I'd want inflicted on you."

"Such fury for someone who throws away lovers like a stack of cards."

Jack pushed Harry further into the wall, which only elicited a laugh from the blond man.

"Calm down Jack," Harry smirked.

"I could take Donna away from you," Jack stated, snapping his fingers, "just like that."

Before he knew what had happened, Jack found himself being shoved into the wall violently, his head ringing at the contact as Harry placed his hand firmly yet steadily over his neck. His eyes had reduced into two harsh brown slits as his mouth fell back into a vicious sneer.

"Just you try and take her from me," Harry threatened in an abnormally soft tone.

Fighting back the nervous gulp that wanted to descend down his throat, Jack only stared back angrily, trying not to show his sudden trepidation.

"See you really are just as stupid as you look. Donna is mine. Oh but she won't admit it, certainly will hit me if I try to prove it. But nevertheless, she is mine. I have gone through too many things over a nefarious amount of centuries to finally have this. And if you try to do something as idiotic as take her from me...well," Harry laughed without any humor, suddenly tightening his hand into an iron grip around Jack's neck, "you'd think that me becoming prime minister was a walk in the park."

"Harry?"

Donna's voice carried its way through the hall clearly as Jack's eyes flickered behind Harry in panic.

"Did I make myself clear?" Harry quietly asked, not relinquishing his grip an inch.

"Painfully," Jack sputtered with hate.

"Good," Harry charmingly expressed, patting Jack's cheek twice before removing his hand from his throat.

Jack keeled over for a second, coughing in the sudden rush of air as Harry left the time agent, whistling under his breath.

"Donna," Harry acknowledged, watching her enter with the Doctor in tow.

"Jack?" Donna questioned, her eyes flashing toward the bent over man behind Harry.

"He was just leaving," said Harry, turning his head toward Jack with an expectant rise of the eyebrows.

Shaking his head bitterly, Jack shared a brief look with Donna before departing.

When Donna caught the look, she knew just what he was trying to convey. That even though things seemed like they were going her way and that Harry was changing, it wasn't her place to fully trust him. She understood even now, Jack's hesitance. But another part really couldn't wait to build this new chapter in her life, despite the lack of support garnered from her friends and family.

"Right, well I'll just be leaving you two," the Doctor announced, winking at Donna.

"Good luck, Spaceman," Donna remarked.

"And you, Earthgirl," he saluted back.

Chuckling, Donna watched his retreating form in mirth.

"Daft as a duck, he is. But I suppose that's what's so appealing about him."

"Appealing in what way?"

Catching the seriousness in his voice, Donna snorted.

"Are you always going to be this jealous?"

Harry didn't even think before answering.

"Yes."

Nodding her head, Donna met his eyes carefully.

"Anything else I should know before I go past the point of no return?"

Smiling, Harry sauntered over to Donna, his eyes alight with something that had been vacant from him for so long.

"I think you've been in the point of no return from the moment you first met me. But, there is another thing."

Donna crossed her arms expectantly, fighting the smile on her lips.

"You've got a tentacle," she guessed.

"Had it removed three centuries ago."

Gasping, Donna scrunched up her face in disgust.

"You're joking."

"Fortunately," Harry stated. "But keep guessing."

"You're father was an Ood."

"What?"

"Well the complexion and all..."

If a Time Lord could look offended, none of them could beat Harry's disgruntled features.

"No."

"Blimey, you're going to make me guess all night?"

"It's not the type of thing that I'd assume you'd have to guess. Hopefully, you'd already know it."

Studying his suddenly apprehensive form, Donna rolled her eyes.

"You really have a strange way of letting me know you love me."

"Are you that surprised?"

"Not entirely. Just as long as you cut out the kidnapping."

"Even if you try and leave me?"

When the statement left Harry's lips, Donna felt a slight shiver go through her.

"You shouldn't worry about that. The universe has a strange way of putting people back together."

Laughing in embarrassment, Harry scratched the back of his head.

"I've got to work on that possessive thing."

"At least you care enough to be possessive," Donna pointed out.

A bout of silence passed between them as Harry's eyes raked over Donna.

"So tell me, where do we go from here?"

"Hmm...," Donna pondered, tapping her chin, "I don't quite know. But all that matters is that we're going together."

"What cheesy Lifetime movie did you get that from?"

Blushing, Donna hotly retorted, "Do you have something better to say?"

"Of course," Harry assured.

Taking her hands into his, he pressed his forehead up to hers and closed his eyes. For the next thirty seconds, Harry allowed his mind to wander. To think of the impact that the woman across from him had left. To think of the possibilities that his life had suddenly offered him. To think that he wouldn't be alone in mind or in spirit. To share that with someone who lit his soul unlike any other.

"I'm waiting," Donna sing songed.

Grinning, Harry opened his eyes in triumph. Leaning in, he softly brushed his lips over hers. Never touching, simply pulling within inches of her own before receding.

"Donna."

He said this breathlessly, pulling her form to his.

"Yeah?"

Her eyes fluttered as his hands rested on her back.

"I-"

"Yes?" Donna sighed, tangling her hands in his unruly blond hair.

"I want to show you something," he announced with dark eyes, suddenly pulling back.

Opening her eyes, Donna bit down her disappointment and allowed Harry to grab on to her hand. With a renewed pace, the Time Lord began running with Donna attached to his arm.

At first, Donna simply ran for the sake of catching up. After awhile however, she allowed Harry to drag her along to wherever it was that they were going.

"What are you doing?" she breathed out into the chill night air as Harry slowed down and reached into his pocket.

"I want to show you something," he repeated, pulling out a teleporter.

At her questioning stare, Harry replied, "I stole it from the fre-Jack, when he wasn't paying attention."

"He's going to be angry."

"I know," Harry admitted with a grin.

Feeling a stab of guilt for Jack, Donna braced herself as Harry pressed down on the teleporter.

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"Where are we?"

The setting was unfamiliar to the redhead, but the room was most definitely posh. A dark purple color was on all of the walls as a language Donna had never seen before, lined some of the walls in black. Although the dark complexion of the room was at first foreboding, it still held a sense of home. There was a large black fireplace on one side of the room while another had a large, ebony bookcase that stretched across the whole wall. Filled to the brim were loads of books that had to have ranged in the thousands.

One window indicated to Donna that wherever they were, it was night outside.

"We're in the universe of Ogenta, approximately," Harry muttered, staring up at the ceiling, "one hundred thousand light years from your universe."

"I don't see a dungeon anywhere."

Laughing, Harry took a hold of Donna's hand.

"I take you to a different universe and you automatically assume I'm going to show you a dungeon?"

"Oi, remember your reputation mate?"

"Fair enough."

Studying Harry, Donna patiently sighed.

"What planet are we on?"

"Ivy."

"Beautiful name."

"It's got quite a history. There was a race of aliens called the Plosh that helped rule a handful of planets in this section of the universe. Silly name, but they were incredibly intelligent for their kind. The leader of the Plosh fell in love with an alien from a different race and named this planet after her."

"Hell of a gift."

"Hell of a couple. I remember hearing the story as a child, hoping that one day I'd understand why someone would give someone else a planet. Of course that was a very short lived thought and all but disappeared as I faced regeneration after regeneration. However," Harry stated, tapping his chin thoughtfully, "within this past week, my naive question came back to me. Why indeed would someone give an individual a planet? What would cause them to do so?"

Donna could only think of one reason, but she let Harry go on, knowing that he had a point to the story.

"The planet is all but abandoned now. A few regenerations ago, I purchased land here-."

"By purchase, you mean...?"

Glancing away, Harry didn't meet Donna's blue eyes at first.

"Right," Donna expressed, filling in the blanks.

While looking forward to the future, Donna had to remember that Harry had a past.

"Anyway, Ivy died in a war somewhere far away from here, near the center of Ogenta. The Plosh race soon joined her fate after promising to avenge the death. As most wars go, the end result didn't spare the heartache spread across the universe. The Plosh managed a great range of this universe and Ivy controlled this planet. While the universe may eventually have went on, without either race, Ivy withered. Money is nothing here and there is no structure. It is simply a place to go when you have nothing else."

"When was the last time you were here?"

"Oh," Harry pondered, taking a few steps back, "it's been lifetimes."

"And it's safe here?"

"One of the safest places I know of. It's a planet immobilized in time. Other races don't seek to destroy it because of its tragic history and scavengers stay away due to its tranquility."

"You've got good taste," Donna observed, taking in a large mahogany bed with maroon covers. "How come you didn't come here after you defeated the Time Lords?"

"This place might be tranquil, but the Doctor also knows about it," Harry admitted. "I assume this is one of the first places he looked. Plus, the last place the Doctor would look was Earth, assuming that he'd thought I'd go across the stars to try and escape him. It was a great hideout."

"How'd you figure that the Doctor was here?"

Donna followed Harry's eyes toward the bookshelf and took in the discarded banana peel.

"Of course," she grinned.

Finding her feet suddenly tired, Donna walked over to the bed, pressed down on the surface once with a cautious hand before sitting down, folding the wedding dress she was still wearing carefully under her.

Glancing up, the redhead held her breath as she watched Harry take short steps toward her.

"And why did you take me here?"

Stopping himself in place, Harry inquisitively searched the room once before setting his brown eyes on Donna.

"Because I finally understand why the Plosh gave Ivy this planet."

Harry studied the room once more after announcing this, seemingly in a faraway trance.

"It's a beautiful story," Donna expressed.

"Some tragedies make for the most beautiful stories," Harry admitted. "But to fully answer your question. I brought you here because somehow you have managed to work your way into my life and I have the strongest urge to keep you with me for the rest of time. Of course I hesitate talking about a long term relationship because of-."

"We'll talk about it later," she interrupted.

"Nonetheless," Harry continued, "this isn't just a place you go when you have nothing. It's a place you go when you have gained so much without even knowing it. And, I want to share it with you."

"What, this whole room?" Donna questioned, standing up.

"In all estimations, this is actually the smallest room in the whole...oh what would the human term for it be...mansion?"

"You want me to live in a mansion with you?"

"Don't sound so shocked. Personally, I can't stand being here alone. But with you, it feels like it finally has a purpose."

"But what about-?"

"I'll send you back to Earth anytime you want. You can even stay a majority of the time there. I just feel that you deserve more than just some beaten down house on a dirty street surrounded by a filthy race."

"Oi!"

"Also got to work on that being friendly thing," Harry mumbled to himself.

For a minute, Donna just stood in shock, taking in the room which was gigantic and alluring in it's complete entirety.

And to think that this is only one room.

"This-I-different. This is definitely different."

"What is?"

"Being given something I don't feel like I deserve."

"That's ridiculous," Harry chided. "You've done so much already that I couldn't repay you with a million planets. Plus, we'll be all alone here most of the time. When I mentioned that this planet was immobilized in time, I also mean the beauty of it. It truly is a fantastic sight during the day."

"I can't quite believe what I'm hearing," Donna sputtered, beaming at her surroundings.

"Oh, but there is one rule."

"Yes?"

"Keep the whereabouts of this place only to yourself."

"Your secret place is safe with me."

"Good.

"Yeah, I suppose it is," Donna realized.

"First order of business however. I'm hungry."

Hearing this, Donna stood up and headed over toward the door. She was stopped however when she felt Harry's arm encircle her around her midsection. Pausing in her steps, Donna looked through her red bangs and tilted her head as if to say sarcastically say 'yes?'.

"Thought you were hungry," Donna noted, poking him in the chest.

"Oh no, I am," Harry agreed, taking her finger and sliding his warm hand around it.

"Well come on then," she argued.

Holding her still form in place, Harry leaned into Donna's ear and nearly whispered, "I haven't specified just exactly what I'm hungry for."

Meeting his eyes, Donna watched in sudden excitement as he pushed her gently on the bed and crawled over top of her with hands on each side of her.

Kissing a nerve just above her collarbone, Harry throatily growled, "Delicious."

Blowing out a sudden rush of air, Donna muttered, "This isn't going to be easy, me and you."

"I never expected it to be," he answered, kissing another nerve closer to her pulse.

"If you haven't noticed, I'm incredibly stubborn."

"If you haven't noticed, I find that incredibly sexy."

Ready to argue once more, Harry lifted his head and placed a finger on her lips.

"I'm sorry that your family and friends kicked you out, I really am. But, this wasn't their journey to make. They didn't stand with us the whole time or witness the changes that overtook us. This time interference was ours to do with as we wished and frankly, I'm more than happy with the result. There's no denying that we'll have arguments that will last far into three months or I'll become so possessive that I'll threaten to exterminate every male on Earth, but I suppose those are the kinds of things that are going to come with our love. There's no common normalcy in it, but I really could care less, just as long as you're here to experience it with me."

"So basically that's like Time Lord code for "bring it on"?"

"In a nutshell," he admitted, running his fingers over Donna's cheek once.

"Alright then," she breathed out, wrapping an arm around him. "I'm fine with that."

"Good."

"Great."

"Stellar."

"Fantastic."

"I love you."

Donna's breath stopped at his proclamation, her whole body firing up. Then, a massive grin enveloped her face and the redhead didn't think she'd ever felt anything as great or true in her life.

"You sure about that?" she asked in a slightly presumptious tone, feeling the prickliness on his cheek delve past her shoulder.

Lifting himself up suddenly, Harry studied the woman beneath him, his ears slightly red from his admission.

"You're a lot more appealing with your mouth closed," he mumbled back, then lunged back at her lips, wiping away her furious would be remark.

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"You're saying that if I step outside the Tardis, we're going to be on a different planet?" Wilf questioned in awe.

The Doctor tried not to smile too confidently, brushing an invisible dust particle off his brown suit.

"Well...," he couldn't help but boast, "take a look for yourself."

Wilf rushed to the doors of the Tardis and opened them with excited hands.

"Oh dear..."

"Isn't it wonderful, Wilf?" the Doctor sang, slamming a lever down.

"Um...Doctor?"

"The most beautiful and delightful place in this universe."

"Doctor?"

"Near the Viking Star."

"Doctor!"

"Hm?" the Doctor answered, turning around toward the doors.

His face paled at the sight that greeted him. His mouth opened and closed a few times, making him look like an overly depressed guppy. Attempting not to panic, the Doctor quickly glanced at the monitor which showed their position and era in time and space. Then, he turned back with an innocent smile.

"Doctor!" the figure standing outside of the Tardis stated angrily, pointing an accusatory finger at him, "you left me at the altar! I thought you knew that our race was multi-gendered!"

Sensing trouble, Wilf hastily shut the door as the Doctor ran to the controls and swiftly started pressing buttons.

"Who was that?" Wilf asked with amusement.

"That was...well...that is...that's a long story," the Doctor babbled.

"And I'm guessing that happens a lot?" wondered Wilf, pointing a thumb at the door.

"All the time!" the Doctor exclaimed, beaming at the sound of the Tardis leaving.

Wilf's laughter filled the Tardis with delight. It was going to be an interesting adventure.

And there we go! Thank you so much everyone for taking this journey with me and the reviews helped so much that I can't even really put it into words. I'm going to quickly put down some reviewers that reviewed nearly every chapter or a continuous amount of time, helping me get this far.

A huge thank you to : xiratania007, mericat, TheOnyxRose, FireFrenzy956, woolSmynx (even though you didn't get your wedding, sorry), Mary Matthesen, louiecat68, samuraiduck27, Lizzie9071, RosalieHalie1997, SuperIdole, and scarletphoenix3. Most of you guys have not only stuck with me since the beginning, but have given me LENGTHY reviews that I appreciated so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much. And thank you to anyone else who maybe left only one review or two or three. Really, thank you all. If I ever win an Oscar, you will all be in my Oscar speech even if no one knows what I'm talking about...you guys will know!

If you'd like, leave me a final review on your thoughts because I love hearing them! Also, in this chapter I really wanted to stress the fact that even though Donna and Harry ended up together, the consequences were her family and friends lack of approval for her, which I think would be a bit accuarate (besides the Doctor). It's kind of like a complete switch from the beginning. Anywho, hope you enjoyed!