"Can I dance with the bride?" Pete asked putting his hand out for Rose to take. She stood up from where she was sitting next to John squeezing his hand before she took Pete's. They walked to the dance floor slowly her dress flowing behind her. The floor cleared as a song started to play for them to dance.

He glanced up from his conversation with Jackie to see his wife, yes his wife. He almost couldn't believe everything that had happened to him in the past years. He had woken up one day naked in a dying police box with Donna standing over him to somehow incredibly at his wedding with Rose. He wouldn't trade it for anything. He was lucky and happy.

He watched her dance around in circles laughing at Pete's jokes. Her hair swayed back and forth, the blond curls bouncing up and down. He loved her more than she could ever know, because he just couldn't put it in words.

"So how's the wedding I paid for you?" Pete asked as he twirled her around.

"It's lovely, thank you. I don't think it could be any better." She was so happy, it was one of the best days of her life and it would only get better.

They finished dancing the song together and he took a step back and looked at his daughter. He was lucky to have had her in his life. Another song came up and she felt a tap on her shoulder.

She turned around to see John beaming at her. "Can I have another dance?" He put his hand out for her to take, she gladly accepted.

Holding one of her hands with his and placing the other against the small of her back he started to twirl her around the floor. She leaned her head against his shoulder as they stopped dancing elegantly and started to spin around in circles, so they could talk as husband and wife.

"I wasn't sure if I was going to come to this wedding, you know? Didn't know the groom that well." He dipped her below him.

When she came back up and she was smiling brightly her tongue sticking out from in between her teeth.

"Well, I'm glad that you did come even though you thought the groom's a bore. What do you think about the bride?"

"Oh well she's gorgeous, don't tell the groom but," He put his finger up to her lips as her smile grew. He leaned in closer to her so that he could whisper into her ear, "I think I'm in love with her."

She looked over at her husband, so glad she had him. He was all that she had left and he looked like he was going to explode.

"You alright?" She asked turning to look at him as he moved back and forth in his seat.

"Yeah, great, I just uh have to, no I'm good." He glanced anxiously to the hallway squeezing her hand harder.

"Go to the bathroom Doctor, for goodness sake." She said pushing him off of the couch.

"You sure you could come with me?" He asked her. He knew that the note that she wrote to him said that he did this, but he did feel quite ridiculous. He was still holding onto her hand swinging it back and forth gently. She laughed and pointed to the direction that he needed to go.

"Go on, you're a big boy. I don't think you need my help."

"Well…" he started eyebrows raise.

"Go!" She said laughing. He disappeared into the hallway and Rose noticed that she was alone for the first time since she had found John again.

She looked around the room and found a pad of paper and pen on the coffee table in front of her. She started to write quickly, so that she would finish before John came back, although he already knew everything that she was going to write.

Doctor,

Hello! It's been a while (for you at least). For me I just saw you a few seconds ago before you left to go to the bathroom. It's the first time you've let me out of your sight in hours. You even tried to convince me to come with you! I better stop telling you what's happening though, don't want you to know everything that's happening today. I'm so unbelievable happy that I found you again, and I'm never leaving you again. Angel or no angel.

I just wanted to let you know that you find us. The Doctor and I. Martha will let you know where to look and let's just say I'm so glad to have you back. I can't wait until you can see me again. I love you more than anything, and I would never forget that.

Love,

Rose Smith

She folded it up as she heard the sink running. She glanced around looking for an envelope. She ran over to the desk in the corner of the room and started to rummage through drawers. She found everything but what she needed, including four staplers and what looked like a mixture between a sonic screwdriver and a telescope.

"Looking for something?" John asked from behind her, holding an envelope in front of her face. She turned around to see him smiling at her. She snatched the envelope from him.

"It's just what I needed. How'd you know?" She asked poking him in the chest.

"Would you call it a hunch?"

"Now, don't make me use this thingy on you." She said pointing the strange telescope at him. He threw his arms into the air.

"I surrender; just let me have one last wish," he said inching towards her.

"What?"

"This," and he kissed her, one hand on her hip the other slowly putting the atom disperser back onto the desk. Who knows why Martha and Mickey kept that in their home.