A/N: As promised, the epilogue! I'm posting it early because I love you guys and because I'll have no time once school starts. I hope you appreciate the fact that I wrote the epilogue AND the last chapter while on vacation. You're welcome.

Disclaimer: ...do you get the point yet?

Epilogue

"Rose, did you take my sonic screwdriver?" the Doctor asked, frantically patting his pockets.

Rose sighed, "I told you already, Doctor. I have my own. Why would I need yours?"

"Because mine is cooler," the Doctor responded, giving Rose a confused look.

"Doctor," Rose rolled her eyes, "If we don't leave now we will be late. Just admit it, you've lost it,"

"What makes you say that? I'm as sane as I've ever been," he countered, looking under the TARDIS console for his beloved instrument.

"That's reassuring," Rose muttered under her breath, "Can't we do this later? It's not often I get dressed up for an adventure, and I want to make the most of it,"

The Doctor heaved a heavy sigh and looked at Rose with his puppy-dog eyes that he knew she could never refuse. Groaning, she plopped her bag on the ground and started scanning the console room. Not seeing it anywhere, she went to the next-likely place it would be, their bedroom. She walked in the spacious room and took in the pile of books, papers, odd gadgets, and random fruit spread across his desk. She gingerly lifted a paper and spotted the lost sonic with a grin. Without further ado, she strode back into the console room, sonic in hand.

"Great, now we can leave," she announced, shoving the screwdriver in her husband's hand. His eyebrows went straight to his hairline and he asked in a high-pitched voice,

"Wh-where did you find it?!"

Shaking her head, Rose just marched to the TARDIS doors and said over her shoulder, "Just remember this occasion when I, in your words, 'take way too long getting ready'." She then gave him a wink and threw open the doors, letting in a bright, warm light.

Squinting with the onslaught of sunlight, Rose raised a hand to her brow, in an effort to block some of the impeding rays. She could make out a silhouette in the distance, one that was getting steadily closer. She sensed the Doctor walking up behind her as the figure came closer. She could tell the unknown person was humanoid, probably female, but couldn't make out her face. She felt the Doctor stiffen beside her and confused, she looked up to see his eyes as wide as dinner plates, staring at the approaching woman. Rose braced herself for the likely danger that she and her husband were about to get into, but before she could react, two resounding words echoed in their ears, and would, unknown to Rose, change their lives forever.

"Hello, Sweetie,"

To Be Continued