I wait with Timothy and Martha as dawn streaks the sky above us. After the Doctor left there had been silence coming from the direction of the alien ship. An explosion erupts over the hill, and we look in shock. Timothy jolts awake from where he had been asleep on Martha's shoulder.

"He'll be fine." Martha says, because she must have seen the worry on my face. "He always is."

I nod, and stay silent.

After what feels like an eternity, the Doctor walks over the hill, grinning like a mad man.

I see straight through it. He is hurting, badly.

"All right. Molto bene!" He calls to us

"Doctor!" Martha grins, running forward to give him a hug, which he gladly returns.

"Hello!" He laughs

"Its so great to have you back." She smiles

"Thanks for lookin' after me." He hugs Martha

When he lets go, the Doctor charges at me, crushing me in a hug.

"Oh! I've missed you!"

"I was with you the whole time!" I laugh

"I know, but I missed knowing you. Not the fake life made for you."

He gives me a quick kiss. I had forgotten the difference between the kisses of the Doctor and John Smith. The Doctor's are so much better.

"Doctor." Timothy calls,

"Tim-Timothy-Timber." Crows the Doctor in response

"I just wanted to say good-bye. And thank you, because I've seen the future and I now know what must be done. It's coming, isn't it? The biggest war ever?" He asks

"You don't have to fight." Martha argues
"I think we do." He shakes his head

"But you could get hurt." I protest

"Well, so could you, travelling around with him, but it's not going to stop you." He smiles at me, and I stay silent.

"Tim, I'd be honoured if you'd take this." The Doctor gives him the watch. "I can't hear anything." Frowns Timothy

"No, it's just a watch now. But keep it with you. For good luck." The Doctor winks at him

"Look after yourself." Martha hugs Timothy and kisses him on the cheek

"Come on, to the Tardis. You too, Tim, you'll like this bit."

The Doctor leads us to where he's parked the Tardis just beyond the grassy hill.

We enter and dematerialize.

"Doctor, why didn't we take Timothy with us?" I ask, and the Doctor smiles at me

"Because Tim has much more important things to go do."

We land.

"Come on!" He urges, running to the door and opening.

We're greeted with a song, and a bright sunny day.

Stepping out of the Tardis, I look around in confusion.

We seem to be at a formal event. From the sign, we're at a Remembrance Sunday service. I snag a poppy from the table and pin it onto the Doctor's jacket.

He is smiling at something.

Turning, I see an old man in a wheelchair, staring right at us.

He has several medals on his uniform and clearly was a respected soldier.

I catch a glimpse of something shiny in his hand. It's the watch. With a start, I realize this old, decorated veteran is Timothy Latimer.

The Doctor nods his head at Timothy who responds in kind, tears in his eyes. I offer him a wave, before we step back into the Tardis.

"He fought in the first world war?" I ask as we leave.

"And later the second. He was only 17 during the start of the first-world war, and fought until he was 21. He settled down, got married and had two kids. Became a schoolteacher. Then the second-world war began and he joined in, then 42. He fought for six years, until the war was over and after surviving that, he retired, with many honors."

"Spectacular man." Sighs Martha

"Absolutely." Nods the Doctor. "So, I was thinking why don't we head to London for a bit."

"Sounds Brilliant." I nod, looking at Martha

"Sure." She agrees.

"Alright then!" The Doctor pushes some buttons and levers. "So, we have a several hour wait and I think we ought to get some sleep."

"I agree." I nod "I'm very tired. It's been a long night."

"Goodnight Doctor, Goodnight Rose." Martha replies, eagerly getting up and heading down the corridor to her bedroom.

"Goodnight!" The Doctor and I call back, before he starts down the hall

"Come on love, I'm sure you could use a warm shower and maybe we can read a book?" He calls as he walks to our bedroom

I freeze, realizing that he just called me Love. He only did that as John Smith.

"Rose?" He turns around to look at me when I don't follow.

"You called me Love." I say, shocked, "That's what John called me."

"Oh. I'm sorry. I won't do it again if you don't want-" he panics quickly

"No, No. I loved it. I love it."

"Oh." He grins goofily. "Good. Come on Love."

Suppressing a giggle, I hurry forward and take his hand, walking to our bedroom.

He is being sweet and happy, but I knew from the moment he crested the hill that something was wrong. He wont deal with the issue, and it will only get worse.

"What happened to the family?" I ask as he opens the door.

"I punished them." He answers calmly "They now will live forever."

Something about his tone sends chills down my back, so I don't say anything.

"I never said thank you. Keeping an eye on me, and protecting me." The Doctor changes the subject suddenly, and I decide not to pursue it tonight.

"I missed you so much. You have no idea what it was like. He was so kind, and loving and gentle. In another world he would have been my dream man. It hurt me to realize that as much as I loved that version of you, I never was in love with him. That was understandable though. Compared to you…" I shake my head "You're everything John Smith was and more, paired with a life of discovery and purpose and freedom. You literally blew up my awful job the day we met. Remember? A perfect team." I chuckle "Humans must seem so small to you."

"Not you. I remember every single thing that happened as John Smith." He wraps his arms around me "You were perfect and you're the reason that the depth of human emotion and duty never ceases to amaze me."

We stand like that, enjoying each other's company. My mind drifts to Wolfe, and her images in his journal.

"Doctor?"

"Yes?"

"Why did you dream of Wolfe?"
"Because I love her."

"Can we ever find her? You told me we could look for holes in the universe. Has the Tardis found any? What if Wolfe is in this Universe? How would we even find her? Maybe we could fall through one. Or go back to the spots where done it before, twice."

"Rose." Starts the Doctor "Don't you remember what happened both times? Nearly the end of the human race?"

"But we've got to try. I would save the human race every day for all of eternity if it meant we could have our daughter back."

"Me too."

"Then please!" I beg

"Remember when I told you I was looking for a way to her? I found a lead before the family of blood. I was going to tell you on our date, but I was too nervous to start with that."

"Really?" I look up at him in shock and excitement.

"Yes, but it isn't much. It's just an old house with a lot of excess time energy."

"Let's go!" I urge

"That's where we're going in London."

"Really?"

"Yes. I almost don't want to go."

"Why not?" I sigh

His response is almost a whisper "Because I don't know what I'm going to do if we can't get through to her."

"We will. Even if it takes a lifetime."

"Do you promise?"

"Yes."

After each of us take warm shower, we curl up in bed next to each other.

"So what book did you choose?" the Doctor asks as I tug it out from where I've hidden it under my pillow.

"Your journal of impossible things."

I lay the tattered journal in his lap "I want us to remember all of our adventures. There are still some pages left, and I want to add more to our Journal. So let's start by reading it."

"I love you." He whispers as I open the first pages.

My heart skips a beat.

"I love you too."