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[Greetings, Siren's Port. The face you'll be seeing is one that vanished from the Port a few days ago, but more than that it just... looks different. Older and younger all at once, free of the weight and pain that had been lining it before, the stress and insanity. Instead, in its place, is pure relief. As if the weight of the universe had been lifted off his shoulders.

Oh. And he looks like he might have just fallen through a window.]

Siren's Port? I'm really... this is the Port? Again? Now...? [His voice is strained, shaky, as if he's just about to completely lose control of his emotions] How... how long was I gone? Was it that long? Days? Months?

Is everyone still here? Jack? Washu? Jubilee? All you angel blokes?

... Rose?

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Can't it be?

[Rose. Damnit. Stop.] Just this once, can it be that simple?

... No.

[She can't. Not just because there's things she wants to know, to say- he's not telling her things. Again. And where had that lead them last time?]

[....]

I'm alive. I'm still... alive. I finally went back, to the Ood Planet, the ones who told me my song was ending. I faced down all of that, I fought and saved the world, I faced the four knocks and I'm still alive, Rose.

[He grins, then. A watery, heartfelt grin]

I did it. I stayed alive.

[She wants to kiss him in relief. She won't, but the urge is there, strong as ever, if not more so now that... well. It's a terrifying thought, him facing the four knocks. On his own, no less. But he was here, wasn't he? He was ... He could never leave. He couldn't. Because Rose knew, or at least guesstimated (painful as it was), that if he ever did go back...

It was her turn to pull him down into another hug, tighter, if possible, than last time.]

Don't go anywhere.

[He would take it as it was, pure relief for being alive, being here. He'd done it before, remember? Pulled Rose into his arms, planted one right on her lips, so much joy flooding through him as life returned to his previously stone-cold limbs, as he became flesh and blood instead of cold, unrelenting marble.

Either way, he's wrapping his arms around her again, pulling her up and to his level, leaving her dangling off the ground again, completely supported by his arms, his chest... him as he grins into her hair]

I don't plan to.

[She really has to wonder if it's painful for him to do that, regardless of his Time Lord strength. He's hurt and she's not exactly light and ... ]

Don't ever- just. Stay with me.

[A bit painful, but he's been through worse. Much worse. And right now? He has Rose back, regardless of whatever had happened the last time he was here - and he remembers... god does he remember - he has her back, now. He's been away for months, avoiding his fate, facing down the Master, seeing Rassilon again...]

Forever, Rose.

[Funny how so much can hurt, even when you ... aren't. But his words do hurt. Pierce like hot knives and she knows he doesn't mean it like that, means it so much better... but that doesn't mean-]

Don't- Don't say that. [Because she can't have him promise it. Her forever, his forever, it doesn't matter. If he goes back... If she goes back. They don't have forever. Not there. Who's to say they have it here?]

[He shakes his head against her shoulder, lowering her down and - oops, that was a bit of stumble as one of his legs cramps and the muscle just seems to give out on him - reaching up to take hold of her shoulders, leaning forward so he's at eye level with her, his eyes bright and his expression serious]

It will happen, Rose. Here, back home... it doesn't matter.

[He knew, for a moment. When he was falling through the sky, heading down towards his doom, he'd known what he would have done if he started regenerating. He knows he has a hard time letting go, harder than most of his other regenerations. So he knew, in that moment, that if he started to die, he would hold off on it. He would go, and he would visit everyone he'd ever held dear. Not only in this face, but in all of his faces. He'd see them, he'd hold their memories close to his hearts, and he would give them something. Each one of them. And in the end, the last person he would see, there with him until his dying moments? Would be Rose. Before she'd ever met him, a man in the shadows.

That would be his reward.

But it hadn't come to that. He'd survived, he'd lived and now he's here, with her. Standing in this impossible world, surrounded by impossible people.

Maybe the impossible really can happen here. If he holds onto it hard enough.]

The impossible has been happening for me lately, Rose. And with everything, where I just came from... it can happen.

It's all impossible. [So much of it. This entire place was a reality-breaking event waiting to happen. Was one already. She was here, when she should be home, helping to save all of reality. Unless.. this was some offshoot of Davros and his fucked up plan back home. But even if it was, she shouldn't be here. No one should.

Except they were.]

..Come on. Lets get you inside. [Yes, she will fight to get him inside if she has to. To get him to a seat, a sofa, a bed, something. Just so she can look after him, help him heal.]

[He'd been about to say something, but... yeah. Inside sounds good. Really good. He's getting hit by exhaustion and hit hard. Running around like a chicken with his head cut off, fried by 'lightning', jumped out of a spaceship through a roof, hit the floor a little harder than he would have liked...

Yeah, sitting down would be kind of nice.]

That'd be... brilliant, actually.

Good. Come on, then. [Arm in his- well, around his waist to help him along. Lean, Doctor, lean.]

So you ... saved the world. What happened? Alien invasion? [She has to wonder if it's those fucking Daleks again, but .... no. They should be gone. Would be. Better be.]

[He shakes his head, wincing as his chest pulls in a funny way - bloody hurt, slamming into the ground like that.]

Nah... no invasion, really. Just... you know. The usual. Attempt to destroy Earth, raise a dead civilization, convert all of humanity...

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