The ancient blue police box materialized in the middle of an empty graveyard , somewhere in Chiswick, empty apart from the plaques and monuments dedicating the lives of the dearly departed . The lone figure of the Doctor wandered through the hundreds of graves , his coat trailing behind him , in the breeze , searching for the plot for the woman who he wasn't able to see or speak to again , after he last saw her at her wedding , and that killed him as well, however , he did know how her life had turned out , due to him observing her from afar . She had married , had 2 children , a son and daughter , named Rose and Jack, names that her subconscious had thought of , and ended up running her own temp business , and thanks to that lottery ticket , was well set up for life . He knew that cancer had took her in the end , and that she had lost her husband , Shaun 2 years earlier .
Finally he found the spot he was looking for after 15 minutes of searching . He stooped over , and placed the bunch of forget me nots in the steel vase provided . He read the inscription on the blue grey plaque , in black cursive writing:
Donna Temple Noble
Died 13 January 2058
Beloved Husband of Shaun , Mother of Rose and Jack
The Doctors best friend
The Most Important Woman in Creation
The Doctor stood up, his face in tears , the regeneration starting to cause agony in his body . He had to make one last stop before he changed . He placed his hand on the plaque as he left .
' Donna Noble , I'm sorry I didn't come earlier , but now its time to say goodbye '.