Ooh, here we go – last chapter. I thought I would be nice and post in quick sticks so those who wish to know (or requested to know) what happens - here it is!
Hope those who have been reading it have enjoyed it – even just a little bit! I'm still soooo sad season 2 is over! How dramatically devastating! bursts into tears – for the 400th time
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"What's wrong?" he asked in alarm. Rose stared at him carefully. Brown eyes…
"You!" she cried out.
Ah, so the gig was up. The Doctor braced himself for her reaction.
He looked intently into her questioning eyes "are you terribly disappointed? - or pleasantly surprised?" the Doctor asked, hoping it was the latter.
Rose's eyes gleamed with tears, and turned away.
The Doctor straightened up 'well that can't be good' he thought miserably.
For a while they just sat there in strange, awkward silence.
The Doctor wished she would blow up at him; tell him off for toying with her emotions like that…he wished she would say…something, anything. The extended silence was excruciating. What was she thinking?
"No, I'm actually kinda…relieved" she said finally. The Doctor let go of the breath he had unconsciously been holding.
Rose laughed and wiped the tears away. "Sorry, it was just a bit of a shock." she smiled and shook her head. "How can you even ask if I'm disappointed you idiot? Didn't you hear a word I said? I'm in love with you, my stupid, foxy little Doctor!"
They both laughed. The Doctor felt the apprehension of a moment ago wash away as she grabbed the silk cravat around his neck, drawing him closer to her and kissed him. A passionate kiss expressing all the love and affection they had held for each other since the first day they met. A kiss for now and always. As the kiss intensified, he moved his hands to her waist, hers around his neck, each desperately drawing the other closer.
Finally they pulled apart for breath. Rose sighed inwardly and leaned her head on his shoulder. She lightly pressed her hand against his chest, feeling its rise and fall, the rhythmic beat of his two hearts– beating for her.
"How did you know it was me?" he asked finally. "I thought I did a bloody good job. I was charming, dashing and romantic. You certainly found me swoon-worthy!" He winked playfully. Rose sat up straight and kissed his eyelids "his eyes are blue. A pair of contacts might have been a good idea. Didn't pay much attention to details did you?"
"Who, me? It took you a violin recital, a dance, a bottle of wine and a kiss to notice I was him. Should I be offended you kissed him, right after declaring your love for me?" he asked in a mocked hurt tone. "Oh, and contacts make my eyes itchy."
Rose punched him in the shoulder. "Aw Rose, you'll really have to stop doing that. Between your punches and Jackie's slaps - I'm going black and blue!"
The two sat quietly on the bench, simply enjoying the warmth of their bodies as they leaned against each other in the moonlight.
Rose was content, except for a small nagging feeling in the back of her mind. Although she felt she knew what his answer would be, she wanted confirmation. She wanted to hear him say it – as himself, not behind the visage of Casanova.
"Doctor…did you really mean all those things you said? - Or was that you just being Casanova and trying to seduce me? And how did you get to take his place? Didn't he want to see me?"
"Uh, lets see, that'd be yes, no, I explained my undying love for you, and yes - he did, but he's a nice fellow who understands the concept of true love."
"Undying love? Just what I wanted to hear." She said with a smile.
"I still can't get over how Casanova you were! I mean, you were fantastic! - just like the real thing - and I should know." Rose said teasingly, while playfully ruffling his hair.
The Doctor wasn't sure if he should be offended by her lack of faith in his romance skills, or flattered that she thought he was fantastic…he decided to settle for flattery.
"By the way, why didn't you tell me you play violin?" she inquired.
"You never asked" he stated with a cheeky grin.
"Smartass!" Rose replied with a playful shove.
Rose stood up "C'mon, let's go. Back to the TARDIS" she said. "We have…things…to do" she turned back to him and winked.
"I'll race ya" she called out, already starting to run.
"Oi, that's not fair!" he called out after her.
Rose knew this would be a night she'd never forget.
She had the love of her Doctor, her very own Casanova.
What could possibly compare to that?
THE END
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And so it ends. I don't really want to write anything remotely smutty – so if you're into that kind of thing – use your imagination! Lol! Thanks very much readers for reading, and reviewers for reviewing – much appreciated!
Until next time! (Although, after this story – I feel a distinct bout of writers block heading my way! Oh no!)
Awww….why couldn't he tell her he loves her damn it! I'm still sad! And still sobbing over final! Ahhhhh!
