They walked in front of the new couple that was going to be joining them in the Tardis. She held his hand tightly as the frigid wind blew against them. It was one of her favorite cities. She had never told him that, but she assumed that he already knew. It reminded her of apple grass.

The man next to her wasn't the same man that she had fallen in love with, but this man was the man she would love for her entire life. He was the man that loved her enough to stay with her forever.

She knew that the Doctor could never love her the way that John did. Some might think that her choosing John over the Doctor was selfish. But the Doctor left her in the alternate world and had broken her heart all over again.

It had seemed impossible to pick up all of the pieces of her heart that had shattered from being left behind. But slowly, so painfully slowly John had picked up the pieces and glued them together with so much detail that there were barely any cracks left.

John had fixed her and had loved her unconditionally, which is something the Doctor never did. It took him five years to fix her so that she could love the man that promised to never leave her behind like the time lord did.

It took her months to even leave her room after the day they returned to Pete's world. The depression and despair enveloped her so heavily. He had left her, after she had spent so long trying to find him.

She never let anyone in her room except for her mother. Pete and John did not see her for three months after she locked herself up. It had eaten John up. Each day he would come to the Tyler mansion from his flat just to sit in the living room for the entire day and wait for Jackie to tell him that Rose wouldn't come out today and that she didn't seem to be getting better. It was killing him.

One day this all changed. Rose had thought that she was the only person home because Jackie had told her that she was going with Pete and Tony on a business trip to Paris. Out of hunger Rose left her room to what she thought would be an unoccupied kitchen.

She walked into the room and stopped dead in her tracks. He was just sitting there. Eating a bowl of cereal with his back turned to the door. She couldn't believe that he waited for her. It had been months. She stood there for several minutes just watching him eat before she had the courage to speak to him. "You waited for me?"

It was the first thing she had said to him since that day on the beach and he almost didn't believe she was there. He stood up and just looked at her.

She looked horrible, her eyes had dark circles under them, her skin was pale and almost transparent, and her hair was tangled and knotted. He hadn't seen anything so beautiful since the day she locked herself up in her room. "I told you that I would spend my life with you and I would never leave you and I really did mean it."

She had started to cry after he said that. Afraid that she was going to retreat back into her room and he would never see her again John gathered her into an enormous embrace.

She cried into his chest for hours, but he didn't want to ever let her go in fear that he would lose her again. "Say it again." Rose said to him after she had stopped crying.

"Say what again Rose?"

"What you said on the beach."

"I love you."

"Do you? Do you really love me?"

"Oh Rose I love you more than anything and I will never leave you."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

And he had kept his promise to her. He had never left her, never gone on a trip without her since that day. Whenever he went to the store or to get fuel for the car he took her with him. When she went to buy clothes he would come just to hold her bag.

Jackie referred to them as being "joined at the hip" but the truth of it all was that John was too terrified to leave anywhere without her. He loved her so much he could never live without her again.

He looked over at Rose, walking next to him on the streets of New York. It was one of her favorite cities and he hoped she wasn't upset about his habit of gathering hitch hikers. Seeing her shiver he took of his scarf and wrapped it around her.

"Aren't you cold?" She asked him after he put it on her.

"Nah, I'm fine." He said as he wrapped his arm around her waist and they walked into Central Park.

Rory looked at the couple in front of them. Rose Tyler had been everything that Rory had expected. She was beautiful and kind. Amy didn't know that Rory had asked the Doctor about Rose before, when she hadn't there.

"Sometimes when you love something, it's hard to let it go Rory. And it hurts to remember, but she was fantastic. Rory don't you ever, ever let go of Amy. As long as you live, because it shouldn't hurt to remember it should make you happy, and Amy makes you happy."

He had loved this woman so much, but he had to let her go so that she would be happy. It was something that Rory could never do; let Amy go, even if it was what was for her best. He was too selfish to be that good.

"So that's the legendary Rose Tyler." He said turning to his wife.

"Is she what you expected?" Amy said glancing from the couple in front of them back to Rory.

"Yeah, a real heart breaker."