Three days for cleanup Sarah Jane mused. It hadn't taken long at all to self-destruct the ship, it had taken considerably longer to track down the weapons and their plans and destroy them.

Both the Doctor and Rose had been dismayed to find that Torchwood had been an investor for Cross & Bone Inc.

Harriet Jones, MP; Flydale North (former), Prime Minister (former) who was now the under supervisor for Torchwood nearly choked on her tea when she found an e-mail from the Doctor advising her to be more careful who she did business with in the future.

The Doctor was in the TARDIS making some last minute repairs while Rose sat outside with Sarah Jane basking in the sunlight.

The reporter kept glancing at Rose out of the corner of her eye. This Rose found annoying.

"What?"

"It's nothing," Sarah Jane said quickly.

"If it were nothing you wouldn't be staring at me."

"You look sad."

"Sarah Jane, I just killed someone."

"That's not what's troubling you."

Rose giggled, "you are freakishly observant ya' know?"

"Ace Reporter. Nothing gets past me."

Rose wrapped her arms around herself. "I don't know if he wants me to go with him."

Sarah Jane blinked.

"You saw what I did." Rose closed her eyes.

Ah. Sarah Jane bit her lip. So this was the crux of it. "Rose, trust me when I say, the Doctor's seen much worse." He's done worse she thought. "He'll not turn away from you."

"So it's all down to me having faith," Rose said.

Sarah Jane nodded, "that's all it ever comes down to."

"That's good. I can be Wendy a bit longer," Rose grinned.

"Wendy?"

"Wendy Moira Angela Darling."

Sarah Jane stared at her before laughing, "You're right. That's just who he is. Peter Pan, the Doctor is Peter Pan!"

Rose's laughter joined hers, "And the TARDIS is Neverland and Tinker Bell!"

"Stop that!" It was the Doctor, looking from one to the other in mock horror. "Every time you two get together it becomes 'Make Fun of the Doctor Day.'"

"That's not true," Rose protested through her giggles. "Every day is 'Make Fun of the Doctor Day."

Sarah Jane smiled as the two bickered like an old married couple. She stood briskly. "I'm off."

"More trouble to get into?" The Doctor inquired.

"I have a story to write," Sarah Jane said happily.

She hugged Rose, "Thank you for waking up my dog."

"'elcome."

"Have faith dear heart," Sarah Jane whispered. "All will be well." She wasn't sure how she knew this…maybe this assurance came from the same place her faith came from.

The two women released each other.

Sarah Jane hugged the Doctor, who swung her around before sitting her on the ground.

"Oh, Sarah Jane you might want to look up Harry."

The former companion raised an eyebrow, "Harry Sullivan? What did happen to him?"

The Doctor shrugged and smiled mysteriously down at her, "You might want to find out."

He patted K-9 on the head, "You take care of her."

"Affirmative master," barked the dog droid.

The ace reporter and her dog waved back at them on their way out of the park.

"May the Force be with you," Rose chimed after them in blessing.

"So," the Doctor began only to be cut off.

"Are you okay with this?" She squirmed a bit.

"With what?" He asked gently.

"New, New Rose. The Jedi thing?"

"I think that I will like new, new Rose as much as I liked the older model. And I suppose I can live with the Jedi thing." He said grudgingly. "As long as you never hit me again."

Rose flushed, "Sorry. Did I hurt you?"

"Not really. I've a very hard head." He gave her a sideways glance. "I will not interfere with what you see as your duty."

Rose's face was very still, "Thank you." Her expression lightened, "And I promise. No more hitting."

"Well, if that's settled?" He held out a hand and wiggled it about.

Rose took with a grin, "Where are we going now?"

The Doctor answered her grin with one of his own, "I was thinking 'First star on the right, straight on until morning.'"