After the craziness of 1869, Rose left the Cerys to herself. She was well aware of her best friend's distress and knew that she needed time to sort through what had happened. While Rose was aware that she often pushed her friend, there were certain times she knew to leave her be. Forcing her to open up would only end in a fight, and Cerys could be ruthless when in a mood. With nothing to really do, the blonde made her way to the mini theatre she'd found the previous night, or was it that day? She couldn't tell the days in the Tardis. It was all confusing. Still, she went and decided to watch a soppy romantic comedy knowing it would get her out of her own funk.

When she'd watched a few films, Rose stood and went to find the Doctor. As she passed Cerys' room, she could hear faint cries and hoped that she was sleeping. Cries from Cerys could only mean on of two things, and she prayed it wasn't the one that gave her nightmares.

Deciding to leave her friend be, Rose continued on until she reached the console room. To her surprise, she found the Doctor as he walked out of a room, one she'd never seen before. Rose was quite curious as to what he had inside, but was well aware that the alien wouldn't tell her. Cerys would have a better chance getting the answer out of him, not that she'd ever voice that.

As he closed the door, he faced the blonde with a tight smile. He hadn't realised that she was wondering the halls. Maybe if he had, she never would have seen the room. The Doctor knew how curious humans were, especially the blonde before him. He was quite surprised that she had remained silent. Still he could see that a question or request was on the tip of her tongue. "Go on. What do you want?" It came out more abrupt than he intended but at the moment, his mind was on something else... someone else.

Rose grit her teeth. She knew she should have expected a response like that from him; she'd seen how he was after Cerys had retreated to the Tardis. He kept the façade up for Charles, but once inside, he set the Tardis to leave and stormed off. Taking a calming breath that didn't really calm her at all, Rose stated her request. "Look, it's fun travelling and all, but I think you should bring us home." Seeing his face fall, Rose quickly continued. "Not forever. Just to visit my mum. I miss her and I know seeing her would be good for Cerys." Rose mentally congratulated herself as the Doctor contemplated her words. She knew if she hadn't added the bit about Cerys, the Doctor probably wouldn't have humoured her but she was well aware that the alien held a soft spot for her best friend.

"Will it?"

"Yeah. Then she could get her medication seeing as we wouldn't want a repeat of what happened at the chips shop. Besides, she was saying how she wanted to give Jackie a visit."

The Doctor was silent for a moment but upon realising that Rose was right, he agreed, although he said he first wanted to take them somewhere he knew would cheer Cerys... and Rose up. The blonde agreed, even though she knew she was an afterthought, not that she minded. She'd meant it when she said her friend deserved to be happy. Rose heeded the Doctor's suggestion- order- to remain in the console room as he went to get Cerys, a smile plastered on her lips as he walked off.

Reaching Cerys' door, the Doctor gently knocked. He knew she was awake from the muffled cries he'd heard the few seconds prior to alerting her of a presence outside the room, but no one said a word. As much as he didn't want to barge in, he couldn't help but feel she was doing something she shouldn't. Deciding to deal with the consequences, he entered the room, freezing the moment he saw the brunette hunched over in the corner vigorously scratching at her skin. She seemed to be in a trance, at least, that's what the Doctor figured it was since she hadn't acknowledged his presence.

Treading carefully, he walked over to her and knelt before the young woman and gently grasped her hands. Immediately, the scratching ceased and she brought her eyes to meet his. Neither spoke as the helped her to her feet and led her out of the room. Cerys initially thought that he'd bring her to Rose, disgusted by what he'd witness but to her surprise, he brought her to med bay. After seating her on the examination table, he moved to a cupboard and gathered a tube of something she figured was like Neosporin.

Bringing it to the injured woman, he squeezed a bit onto his fingertips and ever so delicately began to spread the gel onto Cerys' wounds. The action brought his thoughts to the last time he'd done this. The painful memory swept through him like a force and for a moment, he forgot that it was Cerys he was treating. Still, a second later, he had regained himself and finished applying the ointment.

When Cerys glanced at her forearm, she was shocked to see that it was completely healed. She muttered a small thank you and waited for the Doctor to reprimand her. It was something Rose and Jackie often done when they saw the red marks against her skin, although it was always worse when she used a blade. But the Doctor remained silent for a while longer. It got to the point where Cerys was so uncomfortable she practically begged him to say something.

The Doctor saw the pleading in her eyes and sighed. After knowing- loving- someone so much like Cerys, he couldn't bring himself to say anything she was expecting. He couldn't bring himself to be angry knowing it did nothing but made the receiving party more upset. The Doctor refused to treat Cerys as he did HER. "Come on. I know somewhere that'll cheer you up."

Cerys stared at him, not believing his words. He didn't yell at her, or tell her that she was going home. No, he wanted to cheer her up. That wasn't something she was used to but she was thankful that he took that approach, that he didn't make her feel worse or badger her with questions. She was sure if he'd done either, the man would no doubt bring her home and leave her.

Once the two reached the console room, Cerys went to sit on the jump-seat as the Doctor began to pilot the Tardis. Curious as ever, Rose asked where he was taking them. With a large grin, he told the women that he was going to land them in the year four thousand eighty six on the planet Luneria. When the blonde asked what was so important, his reply was that there was a six day festival occurring that was perfect for them both- Cerys.

Rose smile grew as did her excitement. When the Tardis landed, the Doctor handed her a small black card- like the shopper cards that attach to keys- and told her that was used for currency and she had enough to get anything she wanted. With a quick thank you, the blonde bolted out of the Tardis, purposely leaving the Doctor and Cerys to themselves. Realising what Rose had done, the Doctor held out his arm for Cerys, who hesitantly took, and the two left the Tardis and began to stroll down the crowded street.

A few minutes passed between the two in silence. In all honestly, neither knew what to say to the other. So instead of speaking, Cerys spent her time digesting all the creatures, sounds and sights around her while the Doctor eyed her with amusement, a soft smile on his lips. When she'd pulled from his arm, he watched as she moved to a stall full of jewellery and fingered a necklace with a silver and blue charm. As if making a decision against it, the brunette returned to the Doctor's side, but only after giving the small piece of jewellery one final glance.

Hours passed between the two before Rose found them, a very full bag in hand. After a bit of food, the Doctor led the girls to a packed pavilion. He knew Cerys... and Rose, would enjoy the display to come. The wait wasn't long. Soon the star-filled night exploded with colour. As the two women marvelled at the beautiful sight, the Doctor managed to sneak off and return to the stall with the necklace that had captured Cerys' eye. Once he'd paid for the trinket, he quickly made his way back to his companions, knowing he had to get there before the fireworks ended; they had the moment he arrived much to his joy.

At the end of the show, the Doctor led the two back to the Tardis. Rose thanked the Doctor for the trip and went off to her room, or somewhere within the ship. The Doctor wasn't paying much attention to where she said she was heading. As Cerys turned to leave the room, he called out to her and when she had faced him once more, the Time Lord held out the necklace. He was slightly disappointed when she didn't take it, but stared at him questioningly.

"I saw you looking at it when we were at that stall. I thought you'd like it." Nodding, Cerys took the piece of jewellery but one question still remained. As if reading her mind, the Doctor quickly answered. "While you and Rose were watching the fireworks, I managed to slip away. I thought it'd cheer you up a bit."

Tears began to well in Cerys' eyes but she quickly brushed them away. Taking the few steps to the man, she wrapped her arms around his waist. Immediately the Doctor brought his arms around her and held her close, relishing in the feel of her in his arms. When the two separated, the Doctor took the necklace from Cerys' hand and placed it around her neck. The brunette beamed at him and with a kiss on the cheek, she quietly thanked him for everything he'd done for her that 'day' and wished the Time Lord a good night.

Once Cerys had left the console room, the Doctor, grinning to himself, set the Tardis to the Powell Estates. If what Rose said was true, then he'd do anything to ensure that Cerys was happy. He never wanted to see her as he had earlier, although he knew from experience that there were always bad days. Still, at least if he could ease them in some way, he'd do whatever he could. He just wanted the brunette to be happy.