This fic is turning into a string of firsts, this is the first time I've sort of done a song fic (or more accurately song chapter)...believe me I dislike reading them, they disjoint the flow of the words and pretty much it's distracting but this song was perfect and it was what inspired me and what i was listening to on repeat on my ipod so it deserved a mention.

The song is 'Let the love back in', by The Orange Lights (which was featured at the end of one of the 90210 prom episodes in this really beautiful scene... and I know that show's nowhere near as good as DW, I know, I Know okay, but I just caught the end and it left an impression). I was also watching a drama on TV while writing this, 50 points if you can guess which one from reading the dialogue I gave Rose when she explains how she's feeling.

Setting: I really thought Rose deserved that dance. Finally.

Rose concentrated on her breathing, in and out. It was easy, or at least it could only get easier. She'd escaped to her room; the Doctor wasn't great company right now. Normally, she'd be doing all she could to get him out of his funk…but this time was different. She couldn't. They're just weren't any words. If they'd won why did she feel like they'd lost? She wasn't going to cry, she was so past all of it. She wasn't some lost little girl; she was all grown up now. She was home; time to start acting like it.

He pulled out some wires from under the console, removed a section of grating and began some unnecessary work calibrating the back thrusters. Rose was hiding somewhere; he'd been a little gruff with her. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes, it wasn't her fault…wasn't her fault at all! He threw a pair of pliers at the wall, they connected with a bang and bounced skittering across the grating to land in front of Rose's rainbow covered toes. She raised an eyebrow, "Oh, I see you've finally decided to be mature." She said sarcastically.

The Doctor rolled his eyes and continued working. Rose picked up the pliers; walked over to the hole the Doctor was working in and dropped them on his head. He shouted and rubbed his head vigorously, making his hair stand up at odd angles – it was still a little damp and the water held it together. "Rose." He said in a dangerously soft voice "Why did you do that?" He braced himself on the edges of the grating and lifted his long body up and out.

"Thought it might knock some feeling into you, since you've been actin' like a zombie." She stood toe to toe with him, arms crossed, glaring up at him. "I'm going to spend the rest of my life with you, and YES, we've got scars. You more then anyone I've ever met. Big, nasty emotionally draining scars, but it's supposed to be okay because we have each other. It's supposed to be okay." She shook her head "You're all I have, so you don't get to sulk and repress and wall yourself off from me." The Doctor reached out for her and she took a couple of steps back "And that's why I dropped the pliers on you, although realistically anything heavy would have done." She blinked back some tears "I've seen things, done things that I…I can't explain to anyone else. You have no idea what I've been doing the last few years- it hasn't exactly been a picnic for me either." She finished tensely before walking away.

The Doctor swallowed hard and chased after her, catching up with Rose in the hallway and stopping her by wrapping his arms tightly around her waist and pulling her firmly against his chest. "Rose, Did you…?"

"Mean that?" she asked, "Yeah, yeah I did. I'm sick of this behaviour from you, grow up – we all have problems. Universe doesn't revolve around you." They stood there silently for a moment. She looked down at her brightly covered socks, "You know I knew I'd left them somewhere. Mum said it was just like me to lose my socks a universe away." She murmured quietly and the Doctor laughed softly.

"Did you come all the way back for them?"

She sniffed, "Might as well have."

Rose turned in his arms, "I think you still owe me a dance." She said placing one hand on his arm and pulling the other one from around her so she could link their fingers. The Doctor peered down at her curiously, neither of them moving.

"Well?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. This as far as we've ever got, I've got no clue what comes next." She scoffed, "Usually we're teleported out about now, before we really get anywhere."

"Well nobody can teleport in or out of the Tardis." The Doctor assured her confidently. Rose raised an eyebrow looking amused and the Doctor rolled his eyes "Oh come on that was one time." He looked at the ceiling "Fine, twice."

"Third times the charm." Rose smiled wirily.

"They were very unique and highly unlikely situations."

"The most likely kind around you." Rose pointed out as the Tardis began piping a song by The Orange Lights through some well-hidden speakers, the sound filled up the space around them as they started unconsciously swaying to the music. The Doctor tightened his grip on Rose's waist and hand as he started leading her around the hallway.

"If you'll look down, you'll find your feet attached to your legs." He told her seriously "You might feel like moving them."

She grinned, "Knew I'd left them somewhere." They waltzed down the hallway into the library, Rose humming along with the song. The Doctor spun her around a couple of times pirouetting her around the room - where once upon a time they'd spent many hours debating everything from why the sky was blue to exactly why it was important that he didn't use her shampoo. The far end of the room was made of an entire wall of stained glass and light filtered through from somewhere, lighting them all sorts of incredible colours.

Sometimes it just don't make no sense at all
I'm still trying to find a reason for it all
My life i thought it would be something beautiful
And now it feels like there is nothing there at all anymore
Give me the sunshine instead of the rain
All that i want is to be happy again
Give me the sunshine instead of the pain
Give me the sunshine

We've got to let the love back in again
Let the love back in again...

Rose's laugh bubbled out of her as he dipped her backwards, he beamed down at her, "Trust me?"

"Always." She replied easily - not having to think about it. The Doctor dropped her lower and she gasped, she stared up into his intense gaze and smirked, "Sorry, were you trying to scare me away again?" Her tongue poked cheekily out of the side of her mouth, "Try harder."

He pulled her easily back up, holding her close. The amusement faded in his eyes, "I'm sorry about before…I didn't mean to…" Rose's chocolate eyes studied his face and she nodded, she understood. It was hard to say goodbye, and it wasn't even close to the first time he'd had to leave someone behind. He hadn't told her much about the ones who came before her because it hurt him, but she knew some of the stories from his past. She leaned closer, resting her head against his chest over one of his hearts as she moved her arm around to his back, curving it around so her hand rested on his shoulder.

"We're lucky, you know. Some people don't get to have this."

The Doctor looked down at their clasped hands, and then rested his cheek on top of her head; he smiled into her hair "You always have to turn everything around, don't you? Can't give me a minute to sulk." They swayed silently for a moment, "Very lucky." He whispered so softly that Rose wandered if he'd really said it.

So is that enough to review? Yes, No...Maybe? Please, I can't be unbiased so feedback is necessary. Oh and listen to the song, it's beautiful - youtube it people!