[post-Dalek Weekend]

[notamartian]

[The TARDIS rematerialises, like it usually does, just outside the hospital. There's gold dust on the ground all around it, blown up into the air as the TARDIS comes back into full view.

Once it's done landing, the Doctor steps out, a little grin on his face.]

Well, then. Here we are.

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[a_valiant_rose]

...

[notamartian]

...

Rose.

[a_valiant_rose]

Looks like you didn't need those batteries after all, yeah?

[notamartian]

I'm sorry.

[a_valiant_rose]

...I know.

[notamartian]

Good.

So. I suppose it won't be long, now, until you go back. I mean, with temporal calibration in mind and all that.

With that in mind, well. Be happy, Rose. And continue to be happy. For me.

[a_valiant_rose]

Yeah, any minute now, I think. [weak laugh] Just hope I don't wind up in Norway again.

[notamartian]

I hope so, too. Well. Camp, eh? We never spoke about it once. I suppose I never knew that you remembered, or perhaps I didn't remember, or --

Well.

Sorry to have interrupted your life again.

[a_valiant_rose]

...Don't be sorry for that. I'm not.

[notamartian]

...

Then I won't be, either.

I hope you're looking after him, too.

[a_valiant_rose]

Yeah, course I am. Not exactly keeping him out of trouble, but looking after him, all the same.

...I think it's time, now.

[notamartian]

Let's not say goodbye. Too final.

Let's say, thank you.

[a_valiant_rose]

... [let's just hug you, instead ;;]

[notamartian]

[hugs are one way of trying to communicate "don't forget me" when you'll never allow yourself to say it in words]

[a_valiant_rose]

[Hugs are also good for having someone to slump against when aging back down makes you faint]

[notamartian]

...

Rose. [let's just pick you up and carry you into the TARDIS, now. time for you to rest.]