A/N: I apologize in advance for the fluff. I was in a fluffy mood! Thank you again everyone for taking the time to read. I hope you've enjoyed so far! As always, I own nothing.

The sound of waves crashing against the rocky beach was punctuated by one beloved blue police box coming to land on the sand right next to where the other one still stood. Inside, joy reigned as Rose triumphantly set the TARDIS consciousness onto their console. Eleven watched as she closed to her eyes, still holding her hand as close to the swirling golden mist as allowed. He could feel her and that consciousness communicating on a deep but unknowable level. Finally, Rose dropped her hand from the glass.

The young blonde woman turned and smiled at him with her broadest smile, tongue poking between her teeth. It still took his breath away. Eleven looked between River and Rose. Both women glowed with a happiness that he was so very grateful to see.

His dearest Rose. The woman who had saved him from himself and taught him love and innocence when he had lost both. She saw right through all his grumpiness and shortcomings and allowed him to heal by simply taking his hand and promising to never let go. How very long ago that had been and oh how young were they both. He had to smile.

Rose Marion Tyler. "Run," he had said, taking her hand. There was no better decision he could have made in his life than that moment. They ran on so many worlds, laughing the entire way. And, then they were surrounded by dalek ships. The choice was impossible and he refused to make it. Never again would he kill millions to save billions. He faced his death.

And, then, like a goddess she appeared in the TARDIS. Impossible. She saved his life, saved all their lives. Brave, brilliant Rose Tyler.

None of it, though, would even compare to the moment he saw her on that dark, abandoned street. "Why don't you ask her yourself?" He hadn't dared to believe, not until he saw her himself. And, even then. "It's me…" As if he could have ever forgotten her.

Eleven looked to Rose now, standing in her and his other self's TARDIS. She leaned into the spiky-haired man's chest, whispered something up into his ear. He smiled fondly down at her and placed a kiss on her forehead. She glowed with happiness. A part of him ached, would always ache, to see her held by another, even one that looked like he once did. A part of him would always belong to Rose Tyler.

Turning away, River caught him. They were on the far side of the console. She trailed a finger along his cheek and jaw line. "Such sad eyes, my love."

"Some things will always make one sad," he said soberly.

There was patience and compassion in River's eyes. This was far more than he deserved. He truly, deeply loved his curly-haired, part-Time Lord. Theirs was a story far more complicated than either could ever explain, at least without a couple of TARDIS-blue journals as guides.

The daughter of his fiery best friend. He saw Amy in the woman's temper, yes, but also in River's willingness to protect everyone around her, her ability to center him and show him exactly the way he needs, to save his life when he's ready to give it up.

Eleven glanced down and saw the sonic screwdriver resting next to her gun. He almost reached out and took it back but stopped himself. He didn't want this to be it, did not want this to be the last time he would ever run with this woman at his side. How could he send her off to her death? Maybe he wasn't. Maybe she still had plenty of time and simply needed the sonic for upcoming adventures of her own.

He took River's hand in his own. "You said you were leading an expedition this summer. Where to? How soon?"

She looked confused. "We should get the consciousness back to the TARDIS."

"You're right. Come on." He picked up the glass container with the TARDIS consciousness. He noddedd to Ten. "Just give us a mo."

Rose looked concerned. Of course she would think he was leaving her already. "We'll be right back, I promise. We just need to let the TARDIS get started returning to her proper place."

Eleven cradled the precious container close to him as River followed him to their TARDIS. She opened the doors for him. It was still so dark and lifeless. The golden glow emanating within the glass was the only light, casting long shadows around the console room.

"Doctor, how are we going to-"

He cut her off by throwing the container to the floor; the glass shattered. "Well, that's one way of doing it I suppose."

They were both caught breathless watching the living essence of the TARDIS flow around them, shining brightly. It swirled near them each, teasing along their skin. The entire console room glowed gold before the mist began to shoot into the electronic shell around them. Lights flickered on the console and walls.

"She'll need a bit of time to get that all sorted. So, Dr. Song, you were telling me about your upcoming expedition."

"I don't know why you'd be interested," she told him. "It is, afterall, archaeology."

"It doesn't mean I can't be interested in your career," he told her earnestly.

River actually laughed. "And, what about your career, Sweetie? Professional meddler?"

"Meddler," he tried on the word a couple times. "Meddler. I like that. Is that what I am now, a professional meddler?"

She laughed again and the sound was contentment within him. "Now? When have you ever not been a meddler?"

He tapped her nose. "You do enjoy it when I'm clever, though."

"Oh, shut up," she said with a broad smile. "This expedition, it's to the Library. Honestly, I had half a mind not to even take it. There were so many rules and I refuse to sign the man's contract. But, I thought it might be interesting, a chance to see the Library. There is some mystery as to what happened there."

His smile disappeared in a moment. How much longer did she have? Oh, the TARDIS had known. Just like he had always known. He was not ready to say goodbye to her. But he would. He hated goodbyes but he would give her a proper one as best he could. The Doctor would take her to the Singing Towers of Darillium.

He had promised he would never change one line of their history. Not their crawling through the Byzantium. Not the Pandorica, botched dates where they met multiples of each other, or messing with the landing on the moon. He wouldn't change their out-of-time wedding and every adventure they had stolen away together.

The Doctor would complete the story, even if it broke his heart.

"What is it?" River asked, concern etching her face as she looked into his eyes.

Eleven was not sure what she saw there, but it didn't matter. What mattered was that she was here with him right now and he may only have a little bit of time left. He smiled, then. It was a sad smile, full of loss, but full of the memories of life too.

The TARDIS continued to glow brighter around them as he pulled her close to him. "River." Her face was merely inches from his now. He fought back the tears that threatened in his eyes. "River, I love you." He kissed her.

He dropped his worry, his pain, and lost it all in that kiss, letting her warmth and fire consume him, burn away all else until there was nothing but the two of them in the whole of the universe.

River nipped at his lip as he pulled away. "We have a few things we need to take care of," he reminded her.

"Mmm, finish this later?" she asked coyly.

Eleven dropped a kiss to the tip of her nose. "Promise."

River smiled. Grabbing his hand, she led them back to the other TARDIS. Theirs would still need some time to recoup but it should be ready to get them back soon. There was still the question of how they ended up here in the first place that was bothering him.

They entered the other TARDIS where Rose was resting on the jump seat, Ten had his hands around her shoulders, standing behind her.

"Tick, tock!" Timeless said as they walked in. It seemed she was back to her mumbling and muttering but Eleven was keeping a keen eye on her.

Rose captured his current concern. She was leaning back now, looking a bit worn down. They had been on much more strenuous adventures than this. "Everything okay, Rose?"

She only nodded.

River smirked and leaned against the console casually. "When are you going to tell him?" she asked, looking from Rose to Ten.

"Tell me what? Is something wrong?" Ten asked quizzically. Eleven was equally confused what they were on about.

Rose looked into Ten's concerned face and then to River. The archaeologist nodded ever so slightly, encouraging Rose to say whatever it was.

Taking a deep breath, Rose pulled one of Ten's hand from her shoulder and tugged him around so he was facing her. He knelt so he was eye level with her. "What is it?"

She smiled, but she looked nervous. "Well, I wasn't entirely sure how to tell you, so I hadn't yet. But, remember this morning- wow, was that only this morning? But, this morning when you showed me the TARDIS and I said I had a surprise too? One that was even bigger than yours?" Rose took the hand she held of Ten's in her lap and brought it to her belly. "I'm pregnant. Surprise."

Pregnant? Eleven was stumped. It explained why she was tired and not feeling well. But, pregnant?! But, if he was looking lost, that was nothing compared to Ten's stunned expression. The man just stared at his wife.

River chuckled quietly. "And, they call themselves Doctors. As clever as they can be and yet still so thick at times," she said to Rose.

Finally, Ten broke into a broad smile and pulled Rose up into a hug and twirled happily. He laughed as he set her down. "You win. Your surprise even upstaged the TARDIS. And, believe me, Rose Tyler, that is not something easy to do!"

"Congratulations," River said.

She nudged Eleven. "Yeah, congratulations." Pregnant? What did he expect when he had walked away from that beach? That everything would stay exactly as it had? No, much had changed for these two. They were married. They had their own fully grown TARDIS.

And, now they would have their own child.

It was so much. He was happy for them, surely. But, they had changed. They had grown, individually and together.

River was looking at him now. She had known but hadn't said anything. She might've warned him! But, it wasn't her news to tell.

His wife seemed to be trying to gauge his reaction and he was evaluating hers. Had River ever wanted children? It wasn't something that was ever really a possibility for them. They did not live synced time streams. It would not be fair to either of them or a child. There was always the possibility of giving it all up and settling together and doing whatever they could to never part ways but it was all too late now.

And, that broke his hearts.

Timeless looked directly at him from across the room. "Tick, tock, goes the clock. It's time for the Doctor to die."

"What?"

He looked up and saw Rose, Ten, and River all staring at him. "Are you okay?" River whispered to him.

"Sorry. Yes, fine." Timeless was back to staring at the control room floor. The others didn't seem to have even heard her. "Would you two like to see the TARDIS now? I believe she looks a bit different since last either of you saw her."

"I'd love to," Rose said. She seemed to welcome the distraction. Ten still looked dazed but was watching Eleven now, sensing something off.

Rose headed out as River put a hand on the small of Eleven's back. "Are you alright?"she asked.

"No!" Ten's heart-wrenching scream stopped them entirely. They ran out the TARDIS doors behind them.

It was then Eleven saw it. The stone angel was back on the beach. Most likely it had never left, lying in wait for them. What he didn't see was Rose.

Ten stood staring at the weeping angel. The look in his eye worried Eleven, but it was River that spoke up. "Doctor, don't!"

"I will not lose Rose again!" There was a half second when Ten turned to Eleven, with the slightest of nods, the man disappeared.