They sat outside of a restaurant eating lunch. It was a small restaurant and the furnishing were meant to look "old fashioned" so it looked like something from 2002, with technology from 2058.

Mickey wolfed down half of his sandwich while Martha's soup grew cold. She stared out into the street watching all of the different people walk by, lost in her thoughts. He was about to bite into the other half of his sandwich when he noticed how distracted she was.

"Martha, what's wrong?" She looked up at him, clearly unaware that she had zoned out.

"Oh," she smiled at him, "nothing."

"You haven't touched your food yet, you've just been staring at nothing."

"Sorry, I was just thinking."

"Thenkin? Abot wha?" He asked already eating the rest of his sandwich.

"What everything is going to be like when all of these loose strings are tied. I mean sure we still have to find the Doctor's Tardis and most of them are going to come and visit us on Christmas, but what's going to happen to them."

"Happen to who?"

"I don't know all of them I guess. Like Rose and John, are they going to settle down or are they going to travel the world? And Amy and Rory, are they supposed to just pick up their lives like nothing ever happened?"

"I don't know," he replied and then noticed that she stilled looked distressed, "but that's not all that you're thinking."

"Yeah," she said picking up her spoon and stirring it through her almost cold soup, "he never came to see us. There wasn't a parallel world stopping him or anything like that. He knew where we were, but he hasn't visited us, until now when he had to."

"He's been busy I guess." She nodded and took a sip of her water, still not hungry.

"I just don't want to say goodbye to him again and never see him. I just don't want this to end, because what if that's it?"

"I'm sure he'll come again."

"He was my best friend you know?" Mickey nodded and took her hand from across the table.

"Yeah, I know."

"How much time do we have?" He asked turning to look at Rose.

"Um," she lifted up her arm to look. He didn't let go of her hand so she ended up taking his hand along with her own to look at the time, "thirty minutes." She carried the bag with the frame in it while he swung the umbrella around with his free hand as they slowly walked back to the Tardis.

"Thirty minutes, what do you want to do for thirty minutes?"

"Well what is there to do?" She asked glancing around the street.

"Oh I know!" He started to run dragging her with him.

"Where are we going? She yelled while jumping over the curb onto the road.

"It's a surprise."

"Do you think we got everything?" Amy said walking in front of him. She was quickly walking from store to store while he waddled behind her, arms too full with bags to walk at a normal pace.

"I hope so, Amy…could you?" He said lifting one of the large bags so she could help him.

"Could I what?"

"Could you take one of the ten bags?"

"You've got it." She said smiling at him, trying to suppress her laughter.

"Amy," he sighed.

"Oh alright," she ran over and took a few of the bags. "Should we go back now?"

"How much time do we have?"

"About half an hour."

"Might as well, it'll take us half of that time to get all of this there."

"Right so what is this?" She said as they walked up to what was obviously a food truck.

"It's a food truck." He smiled down at her.

"Is it? Thanks for clearing that up for me." John laughed and then patted the truck.

"Rose this isn't any food truck though."

"Oh?"

"It's a fish and chips food truck." He dragged her to the front of the truck and ordered them both a serving.

"Were a little less than fifty years in the future and you take me to get fish and chips?"

"Nothing but the best for Mrs. Smith." He said squirting ketchup from the bottle onto both of their plates.

"Oh Mr. Tyler how thoughtful."

"Anytime." He grinned at her.

"Did you buy enough?" She said as they walked out of the tie shop. He smiled over at her.

"Yes, although I really wish they would've had fezzes." He gestured up to his bare head.

"I know, Doctor," she looked up at him and smiled as they walked down the street back to the Tardis, "what do we do know? What's next?"

"We go and find my Tardis I suppose, since we need that bowtie for Martha to give to you."

"Cant we just give her this one?" She said pulling out the bowtie she had received earlier.

"You know that it'll most likely cause a paradox right? No it's better just to nab and grab the original." River nodded and then shoving the tie into her pocket.

"Is that yours now?" The Doctor said looking over at her referring to the tie.

"Yes sweetie, you gave it to me. No take backs."