Fantastic

Rose hands reached out for his touch but found nothing instead. Immediately her eyes snapped open, fear griping her to the very core. Getting up she quickly threw on her nightgown and stepped out of the room.

The minute she saw the police box still on her balcony she let out a sigh of relief, he hadn't gone anywhere – hadn't abandoned her once more.

A delicious aroma assaulted her sense and she was drawn to the kitchen to find a very domestic looking Doctor dipping a piece of toast in an egg batter. Placing it on the frying pan he turned around to get some butter when he saw her standing by the entry, a smile on her face as she watched the scene before her.

"What?" he asked innocently, his own lips quirking up into a bright smile. He couldn't help it, he was happy – for the first time in ten years he was genuinely happy.

"Nothing it's just that…well, Doctor, this is a very domestic don't you think? I thought you didn't do domestic?" Rose asked in mock seriousness, lovingly teasing him.

"That's true, I don't do domestic, but I do happy" he walked up to her and bend down to give her a quick kiss on the lips. About to turn around and finish their breakfast Rose grabbed his hand and pulled him back to her.

"Doctor, we do still need to talk…" seeing the look of worry upon his face she was quick to reassure him, "…not that last night wasn't fantastic" she beamed at him, using his trademark word, "but things still need to be discussed, so much has happen and I just don't know where we stand". Bearing her soul to him she felt very vulnerable, it had taken a lot of courage to admit that out loud. She was confused and happy about the recent events between them, but due to that exactly she also had a gigantic knot in her stomach – what she needed was answers and above all else, truth.

The Doctor looked down at his wonderful Rose, she was scared, and he could tell the minute she had appeared in the kitchen.

So was he, although they had crossed a fine line last night and it had been glorious, it still didn't quite lay to rest the confusion in his heart. The cards still needed to be lain out on the table, but thanks to last night he felt more confident in the hand he was dealing.

Destiny was on his side and that made him feel awfully cocky, no pun intended, last night he had finally known for sure that she was meant to be his and he hers. They were two halves wondering about this vast universe and the minute they had finally collided it was beyond fantastic.

"I know Rose, we will talk, but let's have breakfast first" he indicated at the French toast he was preparing.

Receiving one of her dazzling smiles she followed him into the dinning room. Things would be ok, he thought to himself, the wrongs he had committed were finally starting to be corrected and hope was returning once more to his being.

After breakfast Rose had excuse herself to get changed and he began to wash up the dishes. Once she was finally done she looked for him around the flat and found him missing once more. Rolling her eyes she made her way over to the balcony. He would never really change, would he? Still the same predictable work obsessed Doctor she had come to love with all her heart.

Opening the blue doors to the police box she found herself in the console room of the Tardis, it had been such a long time since she had been inside the time ship. Looking around she saw that not much had changed in her time away, a few new gadgets here and there but everything still remained the same.

"Shit!" she heard a muffle swear from underneath the control panel. Crouching by the Doctor's side she poked his legs and was rewarded with him quickly rolling out from underneath.

"Electrocuted there for a second" he explained. Rose smiled and straddled him. Sitting upon his legs they both looked at each other.

"From the looks of things she's almost in traveling shape once more" Rose commented as she looked around the ship, as if to make her point more clearly.

"In a week or so I predict" the Doctor added, his voice even and cool although she could probably feel the wild beats of his heart. This was it, the moment were the cards would be lay out, but how come we so nervous all of a sudden – his previous bravado completely forgotten.

"Right, well then I guess the most logical question would be, where are we headed in a week or so?" her right eyebrow arched a bit as she watched his face.

Rose watched as the Doctor's mouth open to answer.

"I would have to say…"

"You would have to say nothing!" Jackie's voice cut in from behind them. Looking over at the entrance of the Tardis, Rose and the Doctor found themselves staring into Jackie's shocked eyes.

"Christ!" the doctor once more mumbled to himself and dropped his head onto the rolling board he was lying on. Rose just hung her head in defeat, preparing herself and her ears for Jackie's screeching fit of anger.

Why couldn't things ever unfold normally? Rose asked herself, but then remembered that she was sitting on the lap of her 910 year old alien lover, inside a spaceship, discussing where their relationship was headed – yeah, normal didn't really apply to her anymore.

This was definitely one hell of a morning after and from the look of things, it was going to be one hell of a day all together.

"Fantastic" Rose sarcastically whispered to herself.

To Be Continued