The Doctor wandered around the TARDIS for the seventh consecutive time. There wasn’t a whole lot to do—well, actually, there was anything in the universe to do, that he knew. But it just didn’t feel right. He missed Sarah Jane. He missed Wilfred. He missed Donna, he missed Mickey, he missed Martha, hell, he even missed Jackie, and nothing in his 900 years of existence could have prepared him for how much he missed Rose Tyler.
Rose Tyler. Just thinking of her name sent the shocking pain of grief through both of his hearts.
He found himself in the console room once again. Tired of moping around the TARDIS, he plopped himself down in the chair, and upon pressing a few buttons, music began to play.
“Huh,” he thought, “1940’s. Not bad.”
As he began humming along to the tune, the name of the song suddenly came to his mind—In the Mood. After Rose had been bugging him about dancing, and then after he had relearned ho