AN: Yes, this hasn't been uploaded in ages but I was focusing on my other stories as I was writing too many and didn't have time to update them all regularly. Sorry, well...here's a new chapter.

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She had suspected something strange was going on. The Doctor was acting weird, extremely long hugs, weird lingering looks; looks that were filled with pain, sadness and joy at the same time; looks she couldn't understand and kisses that were just... The Doctor kissing her...well, that was strange in itself.

She wanted to question it, willed herself to, but it was that small nagging feeling in the back of her head that was telling her she didn't want to know. Maybe she didn't want it to end. She liked the kisses, they were nice kisses - great kisses in fact - but what had prompted the kisses? That was what she wanted to know.

"Doctor?"

This was the time to ask. She had to ask - needed to ask. If she didn't ask now then she never would build up the courage to do it. Something was...different. There was a look in his eyes; distant, older, hurt...

It wasn't unusual for him to have bad days, even when she had thought she had seen him at his worst there was never - in all her time travelling with him - a look that looked remotely like that in his eyes. She had never seen him look...

Broken.

And he was trying to hide it from her - why?

He turned his head to meet her gaze with that broken shell hidden within those orbs, "Yeah?"

This was the time. All she had to do was say the words, ask the question and hope to receive an honest answer. Not too difficult.

"Doctor, is there-"

His eyes narrowed, staring at a spot above her shoulder. He grabbed her hand, "We have company. Outer-space company."

The words - the question, the answer, all of it - were lost as intrigue filled her mind. That and the fact the now seemed to be running along, hand in hand, whilst the Doctor explained at a hundred miles a minute what was seemingly going on and it didn't seem good. No, definitely not good in the slightest.

"Oh this isn't good." He confirmed to her for the fifth time, "I mean I expected an invasion but from a-" He stopped abruptly, "Hold on...wait a minute, that's not right."

Seeing him frown, she took another breath of fresh air; grateful for its refreshing splendour after running before turning to face him, raising an eyebrow in the process, "What? What is it? What's wrong?"

He frowned, "Oh no…" The Doctor's face drained of colour, She grabbed at his arm in concern, "Doctor what is it?"

"I knew it was too good to be true…"

What? What was he going on about? Rose followed his gaze, unable to find out what had startled him so much, but he wouldn't have that look on his face if it weren't serious.

"Doctor!" She moved to stand in front of him and grabbed his shoulders, "Doctor tell me what's wrong!"

He looked down, his eyes shining with a look she couldn't identify but it made her want to run and hide. She gulped in fear, and he whispered, "I'm sorry Rose. I'm so sorry."

She recoiled, "About what?"

"I'm sorry but I can't tell you." He leaned forward, kissed her forehead and ran towards the crowd. Rose stood transfixed; watching as he slowly became engulfed in the crowd.

"Doctor…" she breathed out, "What have you done?" she whispered to herself, before she found her feet moving of their own accord.

To be continued...

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