A/N: Part 3! Hope you like it.

"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heart beat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep…wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show off to the world when you're wearing sweatpants, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without make up on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you…The one who turns to his friends and says, 'That's her'."

"Who will lie under the stars and listen to your heart beat."

"You know, it's strange."

The Doctor's voice broke the still night air. Ella didn't turn her head to look at him.

They were lying on grass that was only slightly damp, staring up at the velvet black sky above them. The Doctor had been sure that a shooting star was supposed to pass over this night and Ella had wanted to see it. That had been an hour ago and they'd been lying in silence ever since.

Comfortable, complete silence.

The Doctor had his hands behind his head and Ella's were lying on her stomach, their legs splayed out before them. They breathed softly and no sound broke the quiet of the night.

Ella didn't know where they were but it didn't really matter. The planet was deserted and beautiful, and despite how long she had traveled with the Doctor she had never seen a shooting star and it had always been an ambition of hers.

It had been nice to spend a bit of time doing nothing. No running, or negotiating for their lives, or trying to help people. No thinking and no talking.

Ella didn't feel the need to fill the space between them with constant chatter. At first there had been moments when she'd felt uneasy and had made up for it by blabbering on about anything she could think of. And the Doctor had as well, still did sometimes. But now, she felt comfortable in their silences. Felt that she understood him enough to let quiet fall between them and not break it.

You could never really tell with the Doctor, but Ella thought that he felt the same way. There had been a distinct lack of babbling rambles from him when it was just the two of them in any case. Him breaking the silence now was simply because of who he was. It had been an hour and she was surprised he hadn't blurted out the hundred other things that had occurred to him during that time.

"What's strange?" she asked quietly, still gazing up at the sky.

"Well, I've got two hearts that are beating all the time, well pretty much all the time, and you've only got one. Yet, yours is beating louder than mine." Ella turned her head towards him in shock, suddenly very conscious of the organ thudding in her chest.

"I've been listening." The Doctor elaborated, not turning to look at her.

Ella's eyes widened and she felt her heart rate increase. It was suddenly very obvious and she had the impression that if she looked down at her chest she would see it banging out against her skin like a cartoon. She knew the Doctor would have noticed the escalating thumping of her treacherous heart even if he didn't react.

"You've been listening to my heart beat?" she asked eventually.

"Yeah, it's actually quite interesting. You can learn a lot about a person by just listening to how their heart beats."

Well, that answered the question as to why he hadn't been talking then, for once he'd been too busy listening. But what could you learn by just listening to someone's heart beat? What did he now know about her?

She was about to ask these questions when he suddenly took her hand and her heart began to pound. Maybe he didn't notice though, she hoped, because he was pointing up at the sky and talking.

"Shooting star," he said quietly and she followed his outstretched hand and located it. "Make a wish."

Earlier he had scoffed that human superstition but maybe he had come round to the idea, or maybe he was just humoring her. Ella didn't really care either way. She followed the stars progress across the sky and then closed her eyes briefly, wishing hard. Her heart rate slowed.

When she opened her eyes, she found him staring at her. She smiled softly and he returned it.

"What did you wish for?"

"Can't tell otherwise it won't come true." Ella's gaze became amused as he pouted at her. "Why don't you listen to my heart beat and it could tell you?" she was mocking him now and his smile grew in acknowledgement.

At the same time though he slipped his hand out of hers and lightly clasped her wrist instead, two of his long cool fingers resting on her pulse point.

There was silence for a few moments as the Doctor appeared to be listening intently and Ella looked at him in fascination.

After a while he finally pronounced an all-knowing "Ah" and released her wrist.

"What?" Ella asked. He merely looked at her enigmatically. "You don't know," she told him, trying to sound convinced. "You don't know, how can you know? You don't know, do you, Doctor?"

He didn't reply, just got to his feet and held out a hand to help her up. She accepted, still looking at him curiously. He raised an eyebrow at her and walked back towards the TARDIS. Ella hesitated for a moment, gave the sky and the landscape one more glance, and hurried after him.

"Come on, Doctor! You don't know! Do you? What did you find out? Please! Tell me, come on!"

He disappeared inside the TARDIS and Ella followed him. Just before the door was shut, Ella's persuasive words could still be heard, demanding to be told, accompanied by the Doctor's wicked laughter.

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