Last Timelady In Space

Filler for you

One day, when the three had decided not to take a trip anywhere, it was not long after Mickey stayed in the parallel universe, Rose and the Doctor were chilling in the kitchen after all three had breakfast.
It was maybe an hour after she had left them, Ky went looking for her dad and her best friend.
She had behind her back two beautifully wrapped poster tubes.

When she found them, still where she had left them an hour earlier, she wasn't surprised. They would often lose track of time and just sit talking and laughing. After standing in the doorway for five minutes, having knocked half a dozen times too, she decided to make her presence known. Letting out a loud cough, you know one of those fake ones you do to get people's attention, she finally got them to turn around.
She stood there with the tubes stuffed slightly into her back pockets and fiddled her charm bracelet, the one Rose had given her for her birthday. It had three more charms on it now, aside from the half heart, star and moon that Rose had originally put on there and the football one Mickey has given her, she was glad he had given her that now he had decided to stay in the parallel universe.
Her dad had got or made her a mini Tardis and an American flag, one to represent him and her home and one for Jack. Ky had found a Rose charm to represent her best friend. She decided it was how she was going to remember people by, in case they ever left or they died. The Doctor noticed this and realised she was nervous, it was a habit she had picked up after the school incident.
So he got up and grabbed her hand rubbing his thumb over her knuckles. He pulled her over to sit at the table with them.
"What's up, little one?" He asked her gently.
"I have a present for both of you." She quietly said. Looking behind her they now both noticed the tubes stuck in her back pockets, how had they not noticed them.
"Rose this one's for you." She said quietly as she handed the first tube over.
Rose unwrapped it, opened the tube and pulled out two beautiful drawings. She gasped, tearing up slightly.
The first was the one she had done a while ago of them laying in the grass on new earth, the second was of something much older it was of her and the old Doctor dancing around the console with Ky and Jack dancing on the other side. These were two of Roses's favourite memories. And they were beautiful. One of them on new earth was black and white apart from the three of them, they were done in soft colour pastels. The one from 1941, when they were dancing, was done in watercolour but she had somehow made the four of them look just that little brighter. 
"They're beautiful, I didn't know you could draw like that. Thank you." Rose choked out, getting up and hugging her. "I'm going to hang them now." She said and scurried off to her room to leave the father-daughter duo to it.
"This one for you dad," Ky said quietly, handing the other over. After seeing Roses, the Doctor was already getting choked up.
He unwrapped and opened his tube and three pictures came out. The first was of the three of them sitting around the kitchen table, and the doctor chuckled, here he was at the kitchen table looking at a picture of himself at the kitchen table. She had done the whole thing in oil paint.
The second was the one she had been working on when they were in the school he saw, it was of him and Rose at the console laughing, she had it all in black and white but she had used the soft pastels she found to fill them in and she had flared them out slightly to make it look like they were glowing. And the last one was bigger, it was them, this him and her, hugging in front of a mirror but that reflection wasn't of this him, it was of the last him, the one that found her. She had painted this one in watercolour to give it a soft feel for the soft moment. She had written on the bottom in beautiful cursive 'no matter what your face, you'll always be my dad, the man that saved me. The pictures were beautiful but that bit of writing on the bottom set him off. He carefully placed them down, stood up and turned to his daughter, a few quiet tears fell down his face and he pulled her up and into an embrace, holding her tightly and kissing her forehead. No words were said and they didn't need to be. They stayed like that for a while before the Doctor picked up his daughter's drawings, grabbed her hand and left the kitchen.
After dropping them off in his room too, they went to their room. The Gallifrey garden room. There they sat in for hours talking, smiling and laughing. Grateful for finally having someone to call family.

(A/N- I'm going to be taking a break from this book for alittle while whilst I take some time to work on some otherthings. I have some personal stuff that I have to do so unfortunately I will have to stop working on this for abit.)