Heeyy, still own nothing. Enjoy!
His hearts sank as he looked at her. She had fallen asleep under his jacket, sitting on the couch next to the TARDIS console. Whenever the TARDIS gave him the opportunity to look into his timelines future, for some reason, he always did. He didn't think it could change much in a month into his future, but it made all the difference. Rose was gone. Dead, apparently. He knew this time would come. He just kept putting it off. He let himself fall in love, be happy. And life was punishing him for it. He walked over to her, and scooped her sleeping body up and into her bedroom. Usually he would leave her here, to sleep. But not tonight. He needed to stay with her, now more than ever. He began thinking of excuses as to why he should hop into the bed with her, when she began to stir.
"Mornin' doctor" she slurred, still half asleep. "You okay? What's wrong?" She woke up immediately when she saw the look on his face.
"It's...it's nothing."
He has to tell her, he has to do it now, before she's gone and it's too late.
"Rose? C-can I say something? I feel like I should tell you now."
She looked up at him expectantly. He looked at her, at her blonde hair and wide eyes that he loved so much, clouded with sleep. Everything about her was perfect. 'Perfect Rose'. He thought. He knew he would never forget those two words.
"I just wanted to say. Well, to say that I-" but he cut himself off. He wanted to say it more than anything, but he just couldn't. Surely next time he would be able to finish the sentence. "Nothing" he said, as he wrapped her up in a hug. He looked into her eyes and he knew that she already knew. He kissed her, and held her as she fell back asleep again.
Next time he would say it. Nothing could cut him off next time.
hmmm, wonder if anyone will get the whole 'journal of impossible things' from the human nature episode, where he wrote 'perfect rose' over and over again ;D