The Doctor's smile was contagious. By the time she had her arms around him, Rose was grinning from ear to ear. She laughed with him. The dizzy feeling was everything she'd wanted, both during that first, devastating year without him, and in the months he'd been missing again from the house. Finally, she could have this.

"Six months," she answered, "Can ya believe tha'?" The time didn't matter, though- not if The Doctor had figured out leaving and coming back again. She should have known he'd be the one to do so.

Flooded with nostalgia, Rose reached for his hand. Then, she remembered she was angry. "No," the girl frowned, pulling back. "I mean o' course, I'll show ya everythin', but not before ya explain yourself!"