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Author's Notes: Alright I lied, I couldn't wait to get this chapter written up, so I sped through my homework today so I could finish it! Muahaha! What will happen after the previous chapter? Keep reading and find out! Another shorter chapter.

"Rose wait!" The sound of the Doctor's shoes slapping against the pavement echoed in the night air. He didn't realize how far she'd gone down the road, even with two hearts he still found himself tiring out after the first couple of blocks. Maybe it was from all of the events that day that wore him out.

He was about to give up and turn around when he saw her familiar figure in the distance. He cursed out loud at how out of breath he was, but forced himself to keep running.

When he got close enough he snatched her wrist and yanked on her arm. "Rose wait." He panted as he tried to catch his breath.

"Excuse me?" An older voice asked. He looked up and mentally kicked himself. A much older woman was looking down at him confused.

"Oh, sorry! I thought you were someone else!" The Doctor stood up quickly and held his hands in front of him. His lungs still felt like they were on fire. He walked around her, stumbling as he did so, and took off once again. 'Where the hell could she have gone to in such a short amount of time?' He wondered.

He ran down every street he could see, and each time came up empty handed. Finally he gave up and began walking to no where in particular. He wasn't sure how much time had passed, but he started to realize how cold it was outside and he pulled his jacket tighter around him. He looked up and saw different stars above his head. "Right, different stars. Parallel universe." He mumbled to himself.

Somehow he'd made his way to a nearby park and stumbled upon one of the walking paths. He decided he might as well enjoy the night since he really didn't want to go back and face Jackie. He knew River and John would work to figure out something. One thing was certain about his past self, he never gave up. 'And neither does River.' He smiled.

No matter what River was never the first to give up. In fact she wasn't the last either, she kept fighting until the very end. It was something the Doctor truly admired about her.

He kicked a rock down the path he was on, and as he watched it bounce off in the distance, he finally found the girl he was looking for.

Rose was seated on one of the park benches, staring up in the night sky. He knew she heard him walking up to her, but still he cautiously approached.

"Rose?" The Doctor started nervously. He wasn't sure what to say, and even if he did he doubted he would have know how to say it.

"Sometimes I miss it. The adventuring." She started speaking, not making eye contact. "I used to sit outside and just watch everything pass by. Just sat there and would wait."

A silence fell between them and the Doctor slowly walked around to the open spot on the bench and sat down. He slumped back in his seat and stared up at the sky with her. A star went shooting by.

After a couple of minutes she finally continued, "Do you ever miss it?"

"Sorry?" He asked, not sure what she was talking about.

"Our adventures? We went through so much together. Do you ever miss it?"

He chanced a look at her before turning his gaze back up to the stars. Mentally keeping track of their positioning. "No, not really." He stated flatly. "I prefer not to get hung up on past events."

Rose looked over at him briefly and saw sadness in his eyes. She wasn't sure if it was about her or not, but she chose not to pry.

"What about John?" The Doctor asked, trying to change the subject.

Rose sighed, "What about him?"

The Doctor looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"No, I didn't mean it like that." She said quickly. "What do you want to know? He's you, so what do you need to know? Can't you like feel what he's thinking or something?"

"Not in this body. In my past body, yes, but...I mean after regenerating again. It's like the connection got broken, or at least became weaker. Besides, living in two separate worlds also makes things a bit difficult to keep track of." He scratched the side of his neck and shrugged.

Rose nodded, understanding. "I don't know. I guess. I just don't know what to think. I mean, you're the same person, but—"

"But I'm not." He finished for her.

"No. Not anymore." She sighed and dropped her head slightly. "I just. I thought that..." She trailed off, not sure how to continue. More tears dripped down her face that night.

The Doctor closed his eyes. He hated being the cause of people's tears. Especially those he cared for.

"Who is she exactly?" Rose asked.

"Excuse me?" The Doctor knew who she was talking about, but wasn't sure how to answer.

"That River woman. Who is she? To you?"

He could feel her eyes on him and he ran a hand through his mop of hair. "You really want to know?" A smile tugged at his lips. "She's Amy and Rory's daughter." He finished and watched confusion wash over Rose's features.

"Wait...What?"

"Our time lines aren't exactly linear." He tried to explain.

"So how does that work with Amy and Rory?" She asked baffled. Clearly not believing what he was saying.

"Well they're still getting used to it. As am I." He chuckled.

"That's not what I meant and you know it." Rose laughed and lightly smacked his shoulder.

"It's really confusing. I'm still trying to sort it all out. But Amy and Rory had a baby a couple of months back. But." He sat forward and leant forward on his knees to stare down at the ground.

"But?"

"But, I let her get taken away. I couldn't save her from this group of people that were going to use her as a weapon." His head drooped down in defeat.

"A weapon to be used for what?" Rose leaned in a bit more, curious to hear the rest of the story.

"A weapon to be used...against me." He looked up at her and she could see the anguish in his face immediately. "They took her. And they trained her to hate me. To kill me. Anyway, in the process she was taken back in time somehow and she became childhood friends with the two. So in a sense they raised her. But...I couldn't find her in time to let them raise her properly."

"So that's how she can be their daughter..but be older than them?" She still sounded confused.

"Remember when I first told you that time isn't a straight line? Kind of like that. They took her back in time and so she grew older than them." The Doctor finished.

"No I get that bit, but I still don't really get why these people wanted her to use her as a weapon, you are talking about River right? Why did they want her and not someone else?" She ran her fingers through her hair.

"Melody. Her name, back then, was Melody. Melody Pond." He smiled as he remembered first meeting her as a baby. "She's no ordinary person." His smile softened as he spoke of her. "She's sort of...well, how to put this. She's not just human. She's got more to her than just that." He flailed his hands about and began twisting them in circles to try and convey what he was trying to explain.

"She's?...Got a good body or something?" Rose asked still sounding slightly jealous.

"What? No! No! No!" His face got red, 'Well..' he thought to himself. "She's human plus." He blurted out quickly. "Amy and Rory kind of...well..They were...in the TARDIS. While we were in the time vortex." He said lamely.

"Sorry? What's human plus? She's not human?"

"What? How does human plus mean she's not human? She's part human part..." He trailed off, his stomach began doing flip flops. He wasn't sure of how Rose would react.

"Part what?" Rose raised an eyebrow and bit her lip.

"Part...time...lord." He said quietly. When he looked up he saw the look of both amazement, and disgust on Rose's face.

"Oh god, you shagged your companion? Your married companion?" She felt anger boil up again.

"WHAT! NO! RORY did! NOT me! I said they got it on while the TARDIS was in the time vortex!" His face went 3 shades darker and he hit his hand against his forehead. "Most definitely was NOT me!"

Rose calmed down and nodded once more. "Oh, right. Sorry. Didn't hear you the first time." She rubbed her nose.

The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief and slumped back in his seat again. Another silence fell over them, though it was less tense than the first.

"So...You never answered, what's with the bow tie?" Rose started laughing.

"Bow ties are cool." The Doctor shot her a look before adjusting it.

"And the tweed?" She looked him up and down and continued to laugh.

"Hey watch it! Tweed is cool too!" He pointed a finger at her but couldn't help the smile that quickly spread across his face.

Rose giggled to herself before looking back up to the sky. When her giggle fit subsided she began talking again. "I'm sorry for getting worked up earlier. I'm still just getting used to all of this. Last I saw you, you were still in love with me. Or at least I thought...Were you?"

Without looking at her the Doctor answered, "Yes."

A pause.

"Do you...do you still love me?" Rose was sure she knew the answer, but wanted to ask anyway.

"...Yes."

Another pause.

"But you're not IN love with me. Are you?" Her voice became quieter.

The Doctor looked back down at her with a more serious expression. "No."

"Ok. Alright." She nodded. She let out a breath she wasn't aware she'd been holding. "That's why you followed me, isn't it?"

He gave her a weak smile, "Yes."

"Do you love her? I mean, are you in love with her?" Her sad eyes looked at his, searching desperately for an answer to contradict his previous statement.

The Doctor felt his hearts start to beat faster and he swallowed a lump in his throat. "Yes." He finally confirmed.

"I love River Song."

And you all thought this was going to be a Doctor/Rose fic! ;-D I'm sorry! I couldn't resist!