"Was it worth? I mean, is everything alright-- are you alright?" Donna asked the solemn Doctor who was standing outside the Tardis staring up at the stars and rubbing his hand in a contemplative manner.
He stood there for a few moments longer and then turned to Donna grinning.
"Yeah it was. And I'm fantastic. Fantastically alive," he said, and then wrapped his arm around Donna's shoulder, leading her back into the Tardis.
"Where to next? How about Barcelona? Not the city, the planet. You'll love it."
I hope you all enjoyed my little story. It's not my best, but I really wanted to write about a reunion, but not a true reunion. Very bittersweet and all that. Comment me, flame me, favorite me, ignore me, whatever--I'll still be fantastically alive.