A/N: Today I'm doing a little revision work. After reading this last night realised some of my grammar is a bit pants! lol...So I'm going over it trying to fix it... not sure if I can its years since I had to write 'proper english'. Grateful for any feedback

John Smith sat alone in the park watching people walk by. This was his favourite place; he and Rose often came here just to people watch.

Rose. When the Doctor, his other self, had disappeared leaving him with Rose on Bad wolf bay he had been scared she wouldn't be able to love him as she had the Doctor. They were the same man, he and the doctor, but he had feared Rose wouldn't see it.

Clearly he didn't know everything; she had stuck by him, held him through the nightmares, found him a job at Torchwood and she had given him a room at her flat. Over time he'd moved into her room and they got engaged. When it turned out he could never give her children she hadn't held it against him– their love had been enough, they had a lifetime together.

Their wedding, held at Bad Wolf Bay, would forever stay in his mind; she had been beautiful gliding towards him in white, eyes bright with love. Rose had shown him a better life; they would always have eachother. He sighed and caressed the wedding band on his finger; they'd planned to grow old together.

Rose hadn't aged a day; at the age of 55 she looked now just as she did at 24. She stayed with him despite the obvious diferences in age, pushing aside any doubts he may have had with words of love, promising him forever. John sighed, forever for her would be a long time. Somehow he, and the doctor, had not recognized that Rose, just like Jack, was a fixed moment in time. Love had clouded his mind, making him miss the obvious. Rose would never die and he hadn't told her.

Over the years he'd managed to push the truth to the back of his mind as he spent his days trying to make Rose happy and they were happy, very happy. Last week they'd brought a cottage by the sea planning to live out the rest of their days together just the two of them out of the publics gaze. John sighed and put his head in his hands, he'd been to the doctors this morning and received the news that no one ever wanted to hear; he was dying and he wasn't sure he had the courage to tell her.