The Doctor woke to find the bed empty. He turned over looking about the bedroom expecting to see Rose getting some water or something. When he found she wasn't in the room he sat up, frowning.

"Rose?" He called out. No answer. He stood up stretching and decided to head for the console room to see if Rose was there. He almost walked into a wall when he wasn't looking where he was going.

"Odd," he mumbled. He'd had the TARDIS for so long he couldn't believe he didn't remember a wall being there. But he didn't remember that corridor ending either which meant… "What're you doing to her?"

The TARDIS chirruped and clicked in reply.

"YOU'RE WHAT?" The Doctor practically exploded glaring at his usually faithful time ship. "You could kill her!"

More whistles and clicks.

"I don't care if you think you've got a fool proof way! Stop the process right now!" The Doctor growled. "Yes, I did say I would like it to be possible but she's nineteen, human and injured! If you kill her that'll be the last thing you ever do!"

The TARDIS was beginning to get annoyed with the Doctor's attitude so she promptly turned all the lights off.

"Oh for heavens sake!" He grumbled through the dark. "I'm just worried about her ok?"

The TARDIS seemed to sigh in an understanding tone.

"Just don't hurt her," the Doctor begged through the darkness.

In the console room Rose could see nothing but the time vortex swimming round her head like a thought she couldn't get rid of. It didn't hurt the way it had on satellite five, however, it felt pleasant this time, almost right.

She knew that deep in the TARDIS the Doctor had begun searching for her, his worry rebounding through her mind.

The TARDIS did not take long with the process. Within ten minutes she began to let Rose's mind go. Gently and slowly so as not to burn her mind out the time vortex returned to the heart of the TARDIS.

Rose clutched her head, the sudden feeling of being conscious floating back. As the TARDIS let her go, the door to the console room also appeared and the Doctor burst through. He was instantly by her side.

"Rose?" He asked worriedly. Had it worked? "Are you ok?"

As she looked at him he thought he saw something pass behind her brown eyes.

"I'm fine," she said sounding a little surprised. She glanced down at her arms and legs and found that all the cuts and bruises had gone. She still had a limp and her ribs weren't totally healed, but apart from that Rose found herself completely healthy again. The Doctor looked at her carefully.

"You sure?" He said, holding her steady. Rose looked him straight in the eye and the Doctor saw it again. He knew what it was now. He felt like he was home. To have another Time Lord in the same room, to be able to touch them, talk to them… the Doctor hadn't been able to do that for so long.

"I'm fine." She said again more firmly. He almost laughed. The smile playing on her lips made him want to laugh, but at the same time he was close to tears. Not only did Rose reciprocate his feelings for her, but she was now officially a Time Lord.

Jack woke quite late that morning. When he eventually rolled out of bed and dressed he found that Rose and the Doctor had been up ages and were waiting in the console room for him. When he entered they exchanged a significant glance.

"What?" Jack asked, looking from one to the other as they smiled knowingly. "Look, if it's about me sleeping in late you can't blame me. I'm still tired out from looking after Rose."

"It's not that," The Doctor grinned. Rose looked up, her tongue between her teeth, smiling slightly.

"What have you two done?" Jack asked, rolling his eyes as he looked at them both. Rose's grin grew wider.

"I've not done anything," The Doctor replied. "Rose did."

Jack sighed.

"Care to tell me what?" He said raising his eyebrows, slightly annoyed.

"I did it," Rose said. "I turned myself into a Time Lord!"

Jack stared at her astounded.

"And you let her do it?" He asked, turning towards the Doctor.

"I didn't have a choice," He said, putting a hand gently on the TARDIS. "The TARDIS and Rose took it into their own hands."

Jack smiled slightly.

"Women," he whispered.

"I heard that!" Rose said.

"Well, you better teach her what a Time Lord can do," the Doctor said nodding at Jack as he did something to the console.

"Me?" Jack frowned. "Why don't you do it? You know more than me!"

"Yeah," The Doctor replied. "But you, unlike me, don't have something very important to do, that might mean the universe imploding if I don't sort it."

Jack nodded.

"Ok," He said.

"We're still on that uninhabited planet so you can go outside," the Doctor said, not looking at either of them now.

Rose frowned.

"Ok…" she said. She and Jack left through the TARDIS doors onto the grassy hill.

"What's up with him?" Jack asked, frowning at the TARDIS.

"He needs time to adjust…" Rose replied sadly. "He's spent so long without another Time Lord…"

"How do you know?" Jack asked turning to her.

"I can hear his thoughts…" she replied simply.

The Doctor did indeed need time to adjust. A part of him wondered whether it was right for Rose to be a Time Lord. Maybe they were just never meant to exist. The universe had after all, wiped all but one out and then tried on many occasion to kill the remaining one. But another part of him was cheering inside. He was no longer the last of the Time Lords! The Daleks hadn't succeeded in their annihilation.

The biggest reason the Doctor was thankful for Rose's decision however, was that he now had a reason to live. Before he'd merely been existing, saving the universe in order to make up for the planet he couldn't save. Now it was different. He had someone to protect, to look after, to love.