"Why don't you ask her yourself?"

The Doctor froze in temporary confusion before following Donna's gaze to see a distant blonde figure at the other end of the street. Rose grinned when their eyes met and immediately began running. The Doctor steadily broke out into a full sprint, his grin soon matching hers. As they ran, Rose pulled her huge gun over her head, dropping it on the street. The Doctor's hands slipped under her arms, lifting her up and twirling. Rose squealed before being set down, their places switched. Before she could react, he pulled her into a suffocating hug.

"Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose…" he chanted as a stray tear or two ran down his cheeks. Rose was shaking with laughter and tears. He let her go, hands around her face as the stared into each other's eyes. He planted a hard kiss on her forehead.

"I've missed you," he whispered. Her smile, if at all possible, widened.

"I missed you too."

"Exterminate!"

The Doctor looked up, horrified. Rose looked over her shoulder, startled. A Dalek was behind her, moving closer, ready to fire. She mentally cursed the fact her gun was a few feet behind the Doctor and started to turn to stand in dignity at death.

"No," the Doctor breathed as the familiar deadly blue ray left the Dalek. Without a thought, he pushed Rose to the side, taking the blow himself, pain hitting his arm with unimaginable force.

Distantly, he could hear Rose's scream of protest and the sound of the Dalek somehow being destroyed as he fell to the ground, hard. An arm was under his neck, and he looked up to see Rose staring at him desperately.

"Rose…" he chocked. She shook her head in denial.

"No, no, no…"

"I—I've been meaning… to tell you," he bit past the pain. Rose winced. Those were the words of a dead man.

"No," she said with more force. The Doctor smiled briefly at her stubbornness.

"I love you."

"No! No, no, you can't… no, Doctor, don't… no… don't die, no, no…" Tears flowed freely as the Doctor cried out in agony. Rose tightened her grip on him.

"Get him into the TARDIS!" Jack yelled as Donna ran closer.

A/N: I love reviewers and live for constructive criticism!