Rose looked at her bedside table, begging her brain to let her sleep. But her brain seemed to have other thoughts. She turned on her back and looked up at the sky through her glass room. Those stars. Those beautiful stars. Those pinpricks of light that every time they appeared made her think of him. The Doctor. Not just any Doctor. Her Doctor. No matter what face he had. He would always be her Doctor.
Except not today. Or any day following the most terrible day of her life. When the Doctor burned up a Sun just to say good-bye. Tears fell down her cheek as she thought more about her Doctor. In his pinstripes and his converse running. The way he smiled at her.
Every memory was life a poisonous knife stabbing at her heart again and again. The complete agony of her never being ever to see her Doctor again brought her over the edge. She started crying harder then she had ever done. Except for that day on the beach. Her sobs calmed her down, and she started to breathe more evenly. She looked up at the stars and remembered all of the times she had with the Doctor. When they met the Queen, and when they were on that planet that was orbiting that black hole. If she knew then what she knew now, she would have gotten the Doctor to say those last three words that she knew he was going to say.
I love You. With that thought in mind and with all of the stars winking at her, Rose Marion Tyler fell asleep.