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She just smiles. "I bet you would have figured it out sooner or later."

She reaches for his hand intending to moving forward.

"Well let's get married then."

He smiles and leads her onwards. The assembled group get themselves arranged quickly. His other self takes Rose, and quickly hands her back. 10 nods at the Vic.

"You're up," he says.

The Vic nods back and begins.

As the Vic begins Rose feels herself completely over the moon. A part of this is just a bit surreal. She looks over at Burke who is a sobbing mess and moreso with every next word that the Vic says.

She leans over to whisper in the Doctor's ear.

"What about your ring?"

She doesn't have one as far as she knows.

He looks at his other self, who pats his pocket.

"I wouldn't worry about them."

"You have really thought this out."

She's just beaming and not caring that she is in her nightwear and a mess.

"'Course I did."

He almost wants to be offended but decides to let it slide as the Vic goes on with his spiel.

"Very impressive. Almost like you knew." She grins while the Vic goes on.

This time he gives her a look. The Vic is nearing the part where he asks Rose.

"Yeaaaaaah." the Doctor replies.

Rose's attention turns to the Vic.

"I do," she responds and looks over at the Doctor with a grin.

The Vic turns and asks the Doctor the same thing.

"Wouldn't be here if I didn't," he responds. "Yeah. 'Course I do."

He looks at her and returns her smile.

There's the temptation to say something smart to his first set of words but Rose just smiles.

The Vic goes on with the ceremony declaring that the Doctor may kiss the bride.

Rose can just barely believe it.

The Doctor takes Rose in his arms and kisses her passionately. Everyone around them applauds.

Rose doesn't let go returning his kiss. The applauds becomes just background noise.

After a while he finally breaks the kiss and looks around.

"Now then, what next?"

Rose slowly recovers and her first thought is...

"Cake? Dancing? You've got all that, yeah?" she asks reasoning that if he planned it then he should have all that covered.

He nods, remembering he did get a cake.

"Yes!" he declares. "We've got cake. Where is it."

His other self points to a table.

"Brilliant."

That gets a grin out of her as she wonders what type of cake it is.

"Well then let's cut it!"

She drags him by the arm over to the table.

He already sees the cake, and hope she doesn't mind it's shaped like a flying saucer.

"Right then. Who cuts first?"

She actually finds it amusing.

"We both do together." She reaches for the knife and then reaches for his hand. Never would she have imagined she would be doing this. "Ready?"

He nods and lets her guide his hand at cutting the first slice.

"There," he says as the finish. "Not a bad job, eh?"

"Not at all," she says in agreement before taking a small dab of frosting on her finger and then tapping his nose with it. "You were amazing," she grins at the sight.

He looks down at the dab on his nose, before taking the slice and smearing it all over her face.

"Are food fights part of how these things go?" he asks, a little mockingly.

Rose licks some off her lips. The cake is quite good.

"Sometimes. You've never been married before?" It shocks her.

This is a question he's really wished she wouldn't have asked. Surely she could have figured it out from his other self's talking about their grand-daughter. In truth, it's a subject he's avoided, so He'll try to avoid it again.

"What was that?" he asks, wiping the icing off his nose.

"Cake?" she says rather obviously. It's not surprising to her that he's not answering her question but since he's surprised her with this wedding engagement then she won't press it. "So, what next?"