"Ah, fat lot of good this is! Bloody Norway!" Tish exclaimed as they stepped out of The TARDIS onto Archangel Bay.

"We're gonna have to ring Torchwood." Leo muttered, rubbing his hands together. Martha turned and smiled sadly to The Doctor.

"Ok." She said.

"You're back home." The Doctor nodded, looking around.

"And the walls of the world are closing again, now that the Reality Bomb never happened. It's dimensional retroclosure. See, I really get that stuff now." Donna smiled softly at them.

"So I'll stay here." Martha said, before looking at Donna. "You look after him for me?"

"But you've got to." The Doctor sighed, trying to explain." Cos we saved the universe, but at a cost." He nodded at the metacrisis. "And the cost is him. He destroyed the Daleks. He committed genocide."

"You made him!" Tish exclaimed, cutting of the metacrisis.

"Exactly. He was born in battle, full of blood and anger and revenge." He looked back at Martha. "Remind you of someone?"

"That's you," She began. "When we first met."

"And you made me better. Now you can do the same for him. And, he needs you. That's very me."

"But it's better than that, though. Don't you see what he's trying to give you? Tell her, go on."

"I look like him, I think like him, same memories, same thoughts, same everything. Except-"

"You've only got one heart." Martha interupted with a small smile.

"I'm part human." He nodded. "Specifically, the aging part. I'll grow old and never regenerate. I've only got one life... Martha Jones. I could spend it with you. If you want." The TARDIS made a lurching sound.

"We've got to go, this reality is sealing itself off... for ever."

"Wait." They stopped in their tracks. "For once and for all." She breathed in nervously. "All right. Both of you, answer me this. When I last stood on this beach, on the worst day of my life, what was the last thing you said to me? Go on, say it."

"I said, 'Martha Jones'."

"Either of you feel like telling me how that was gonna end?"

"Does it need saying?" The Doctor sighed.

"And you, Doctor?" She turned to the metacrisis. "What was the end of that sentence?" The metacrisis leant in and whispered in her ear. He then grabbed her by the jacket and kissed her. The Doctor looked at her, sadly before heading off towards The TARDIS with Donna.

"Where do you think you're going?" The Doctor turned round to see the metacrisis shouting after him, with Martha looking confused. "There's a Martha Jones still in this world, one for me. She's not you... but she is."

"But-" Martha began.

"No Doctor Martha Jones. I have my Martha to find. You go home, , go back to your parents, you travel and you run. No arguments."

"You find Torchwood, tell them we sent you to them." Leo said before he gently pushed Martha into The TARDIS as she looked back in shock. The metacrisis smiled at her before the doors shut.

"Doctor." Martha mumbled as they lay cuddled up in The Doctor's bed that evening. Something they'd always done together, back in the old days, cuddled up in bed. It had been a long, painful day, and she knew The Doctor was hurting after letting Donna go. "Are you ok?"

"I've got you back." He whispered. "And I'm never letting you out of my sight again." He kissed her on the forehead.

"Not even to have a shower?" She chuckled.

"Nope."

"Doctor..."

"Yes?"

"If you and the metacrisis had the same thoughts and feelings, and he told me-"

"Ssh, come on, you need to sleep." He interupted. "We all do." He smiled, listening the lights turn off from the rooms either side of his where Tish and Leo were. "Big day tomorrow, back to see your mum and dad."

"I've missed them so much. We all... have..." The Doctor looked down to see Martha had fallen asleep.

A/N - Ok, sorry I know it's been ages since a update! But here's the rest of Journey's End! The next chapter will be a interlude as Martha, Tish and Leo are reunited with Francine and Clive before the events of The Next Doctor!