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Note: Takes place directly after the Doctor leaves Rose with the Human Doctor.

I wrote this while listening to "Wait It Out" by Imogen Heap. Reviewers receive…a cyber hug from me!

"What do I call you"?

She looks excited and nervous and sad…and ...scared.

Well.

He…didn't know what… or who…he was…

He knew he was the Doctor…

All those twisting, mad, lost memories – all those lives … pain and fire and death and life and love and…

Hate.

Yes, he knew hate.

…But he also knew…this sound. This new sound.

This was not in His memories.

(Bu-bum...bu-bum...)

One. Heart.

..it was…nice.

It felt…right.

Because when he his lips touched hers- he heard her heart.

Her. One. Heart.

Echoing his.

Yes…Rose.

If… he knew anything… he knew that…

He. Loves. Rose.

"Call me…whatever…you….want,"