Rose sat against the dark sanded beach, the wind battering her and spraying the sea lightly against her face. It stung a bit, when some of the sand would get caught in the wind, but it was nothing compared to how dead she was feeling inside. She'd stopped crying a few hours ago, but now as the fifth hour of waiting approached, she felt the tears prick at her eyes again.
Tilting her head to the sky, she whispered, "Doctor? Are you there?"
Of course there was no answer.
"Please," she continued anyways, letting the tears snake down her cheeks. "You told me to always wait five and a half hours… and that's what I'm doing. I'm gonna wait for you."
The wind blew harshly against her and she hugged her knees more tightly. Burying her head, she couldn't help herself but weep, calling out his name again and again.