Hello everybody I know that was a real wait for your guys almost 2 weeks. But my amazing Beta TheBigCat has been busy. And trust me you don't want to read this with out her helpful periods and dashs and question marks.

Man I am amazed with the responses I got last chapter, thank you so much Please continue to do so. I want to thank all that have read,reviewed, followed or favorited my story. I never in a million years thought I would have this many people liking something I have written. So you guys are amazing.

The next 4 chapters are written just waiting on my Beta to get them back and you know I will post them when I have them. So any way on to chapter 34 We have some fluff some funnys and then some angst and then next chapter some angst and some kisses. so let me know your thoughts.

Allons-y


She hopped up on the table, and observed as he hurried about getting what he needed- slamming drawers and cabinets as each new piece was placed on a table. When he finally seemed to have it all, he slowed to a stop and turned to face her. His hair was a mess from her hands, his lips more swollen, his shirt slightly untucked and he had never been more handsome than he was right now. Okay, scratch that- now his brainy specks had made an appearance and she had to stop herself from drooling. They may have taken that next step in whatever they were doing, but she wouldn't let him know how sexy those glasses made him. Or how they made her want to sink her teeth into his lower lip. Nope, some things you had to just keep to yourself.

She still couldn't believe that he had kissed her. She would've thought she was dreaming except that she could still taste him upon her lips. And not only had he kissed her once; he had done it multiple times and not to save her life. Her mind shifted to a couple of weeks ago, back to the almost moment in her room. When she had placed her fingers on his lips. It seemed silly now that she thought he would only kiss her to save her. He had been telling her he had wanted to kiss her. But something had held him back that day. It must have been her. She knew that if he had kissed her that morning her progress would have stopped she would have fallen into him, and never gotten any better. He must have known it as well.

Then she had kissed him anyway, later on, just to test if she could. She had been able to and it had been fantastic to know what his lips had felt like, pressed against hers. Not only that, she had been able to keep her heart out of the mix. It was a proud moment for her, and had allowed her later that night to help him with his nightmare.

She had been shocked, to say the least, of what he said he had become after abandoning her. But she did not show it- that was what he expected her to do. She was going to prove him wrong again. After all how could she run when she had just told him, no more running?

So she had teased him, and he had relaxed and they had slept together again, and then again, and each night thereafter. Honestly, she should have known it was going to lead to what had just happened. Her new new Doctor had never made a move. But this new new new Doctor most certainly had. And Rose had to deal with the fact that the man she had fallen in love with all those years ago was just as damaged and changed by their separation as she had been and the rest of the walls had fallen.

He was all Doctor, now. The man that had kissed her breathless was gone at the moment. He was looking at her like she was a new chemistry set, one that he had not quite figured out what to do with yet. He was so bemused and it was adorable. It was rare you could stump this man but somehow the wolf in her perplexed him.

He stared at Rose, unsure what to do now. She was breathtaking, just sitting there- swinging her jean-clad legs. Her hair was tangled from where his hands had gripped it. Her lips were a match to his own swollen ones. Honestly, why had he waited so long to kiss her? It was taking everything he had to concentrate on the problem at hand. Where should he start?

He picked up the needle. Blood first, and while it was scanned he could move onto other things. He saw her eye him with the needle with some trepidation. Rose Tyler had a tattoo but was afraid of a little needle? That was just a strange combination.

She hated needles with a passion. They hurt. Her tattoo had made her cry like a baby but she was determined to have it done and Mickey- bless him- had held her hand the whole time, even though she was pretty sure she had cut the circulation off at some point. She jumped, slightly, as he came closer and grimaced when she thought he was going to jab her with it. But he simply sat down next to her, before gently grabbing her arm and cleaning it with a wipe.

The needle was nowhere to be seen and she relaxed. He grinned brightly at her and tugged her closer for a tender kiss that lasted moments. When he pulled away, she looked down at her arm- it was bleeding slightly. He had distracted her with a kiss and then poked her. She had never even felt the needle in her arm. That sly fox. He leaned in and placed a kiss on her arm before covering it, with a Care Bear band-aid.

Rose gave him one of those you must be kidding me looks. "Care Bears, Doctor?"

He just grinned. "Oh, yes, Rose! Care Bears. I love those Bears, and they're such a friendly lot. Well… except for Grumpy Bear. But I guess there's always one in every bunch."

"Wait. What? Care bears are real? You can't be serious. Pull the other one."

He just smiled. "I should take you there, Rose. Oh, they'd love you! Tenderheart Bear would adore you, Rose Tyler."

He just kept on grinning at her astonishment, and leaned down and placed a soft kiss to her hair before bouncing off to the computer for the TARDIS to start running her blood work. He turned back around and she still sat there staring at the band-aid, mouth hung open in shock.

She had travelled with the Doctor for two years before she had been trapped in her own personal version of Hell. She had seen a lot of things. Ghosts that weren't ghosts, gas-masked zombies, cat nuns, scribble creations of a lonely child, Daleks, and a biological metacrisis. But she had never seen a Care Bear. Or any other fluffy cuddly looking alien. Then you added in the fact that she had watched that show every day as a kid-

-there was just no fucking way he was being serious. Care Bears could not be real. But then again- who knew? After all she was supposed to be trapped in a Parallel world and yet here she was. So maybe they were real. She smiled at herself this was a conversation she would have had when she first travelled with him, back when she was young and whimsical. This was a part of the old Rose she most definitely wanted to keep.

He approached her again while she was in thought. And as much as he hated to jar that slightly amused and slightly perplexed look from Rose's eyes, he knew he had too. He needed to do a quick exam. He turned her head gently from the band-aid and kissed her softly again. He had been right- he would never be able to stop doing that. And she returned the kiss like she would never be able to stop as well. He pulled back before it could deepen, smiling apologetically as he did so.

He took her temperature- slightly cooler than it should be, he noted to himself. Her blood pressure was slightly elevated. That could be from anything, but he secretly hoped it was from there many kisses. He listened to her heart. It beat rapidly, and he knew it was because of his touch. He checked her reflexes and realized that his were not the greatest when she kicked him firmly in the legs. Everything checked out fine. She was definitely not burning. He kissed her again before walking back to the computer and pulling up the blood work to look over.

He paled and shook his head- there was no way he was seeing what he was seeing. He needed to run in again. So he did the results were the same. He could vaguely hear her saying his name. The results came back again and a single tear slipped down his cheek. How was he going to break this news to Rose?

Because there on his screen, right in front of him, was her promise of forever from so long ago. Bad Wolf had really seen it all. All of Time and Space and It had led them here. Evidently when she had told him forever that day with dinosaurs flying over their heads, the TARDIS had known she meant it. The fact that Rose had held her heart made it simple for his ship to make her dream a reality. He wished he had known sooner. He would have never have left her again if he had known. But maybe that was the point, maybe all of this had to happen. Maybe it was a fixed point. He didn't know and maybe would never know. He tended to avoid fixed points- they were painful.

He sat there, trying to figure out how to tell her that she could live as long as him, maybe even longer than him. It was a curse. He wouldn't wish it on his worst enemy, let alone somebody he lov-

He made his thoughts stop. He had trouble with that word, even in his own mind. Concentrate, Doctor, he told himself firmly.

Her voice broke through his musings- he could hear the tears as she said his name. "Doctor, am I-?"

Her voice broke as she sobbed. He gathered her in his arms and prepared to tell her the worst news of her life.


Ok I gave enough hints shes going to be fine. But the Doctor thinks its bad news. But we all know its the best news. Now leave a review. please.