A/N: I came up with this one last night, AFTER I'd already posted Rose's Rule, so this isn't one of my two ideas left. And by the way, a short note concerning the ending of RR: She DOES!
So, yeah, anyways, onwards. Here's Rain.
It was raining. No one should have noticed. No one should have cared. It was past midnight, and for once everything was quiet and still. Everyone was sleeping.
Everyone except Rose Tyler.
She lay awake, in the darkness of the sitting room, staring up at the ceiling. Every once in a while, she heard Jackie move around in her sleep. The rain pounded on the windows. Rose wanted to sleep, but she couldn't, because in her dreams she knew she would see the Doctor, and she didn't want that.
A knock on the door startled her. She rose and crept across the floor, leaving her slippers and walking in her bare feet. She opened the door a crack, and a stripe of eerie blue light fell across the floor. She threw the door open, her face suddenly glowing, and not just with the bluish misty glow that lit the hall.
"Hello, Doctor," she said. "I knew you would come back,"
He grinned at her, his face turned ghostly by the light. "Did you miss me?"
"Every day," she whispered.
He took her hand. "Come on, then. Follow me. I missed you, too, by the way. Fantastic to see you again."
"Fantastic," she echoed, and ran after him.
He led her down to the street. She stepped out into the night, rain pouring down on her. Beaming, she tilted her face towards the dark sky. The raindrops struck her face and ran down her cheeks, like all the tears she hadn't shed. All the sorrow that she hadn't let herself feel, all the joy she hadn't been able to, both mixed together there, under the rain.
After midnight, on the edge of a street in South London, Rose Tyler danced in the rain. She laughed as she twirled, her arms outstretched, to some music only she could hear.
If anyone had been awake to look, they might have seen two figures, chasing each other through the storm as rain fell all around them. If anyone had been awake to listen, they might have heard laughter echoing up the sides of the buildings.
And if Jackie Tyler had looked out her window, she would have seen that, after an entire year of loneliness, her daughter was happy again.
But no one woke up, and so Rose and the Doctor were the only ones who ever saw that night. On some planets, people would have woken, and come out to join them, but no one did. And that was how she wanted it. For once in her life, she was glad to come from a world where no one really understood what it meant to really live.