When she first showed up here, Rose allowed herself a good cry and a good solid panic. But then she tucked it all away and tried to pull herself together as best as possible. If her time with the Doctor and with Torchwood had taught her anything, it was that you needed to pay attention. You couldn't panic and just throw everything out the window. So she tried not to. She tried to be brave and she tried to pay attention. But who ever really got kidnapped and dropped off in a hell version of America? That was certainly a first. And why would she be taken here? She didn't think she'd ever done anything worthy of being banished to hell for. In fact, Rose thought she was a perfectly decent person.
At least it wasn't as scary as she had envisioned hell being in her youth. There were no fiery pits she was in danger of being cast into. No demons foaming at the mouth trying to rip her apart - at least, none that she had come across. She could even walk down the street without being accosted. Truth be told, it wasn't very... hell-ish. Maybe a little on the apocalyptic side, but she was trying to be optimistic about it all. She needed a clear head, after all, if she wanted to get back to her mum, tony, and her dad and... the new Doctor.
She had just stepped into her flat, shut the door and flipped the lock into place when she heard a knock. Rose whirled around to give the door a puzzled look. Who would be just behind her? She stood there a moment, debating whether or not to answer, before she took a breath and pulled it open. Could it really be all that bad? The door swung open and she blinked stupidly at the sight that met her: the Doctor. Not the new Doctor. No, she knew the difference by now. It was the Doctor. Her Doctor. And she had to be going mad. He was grinning at her like he'd never left and she could do nothing other than let her jaw hit the floor.
Rose gaped at him, brown eyes wide. How had she been? Was she happy? She didn't even know the answers to those questions. "It's really you?" she asked instead of answering. Even after he'd left her with the human version of himself, Rose had still cried for days over being left behind. Again. And now here he was, standing right in front of her. "It's you. In hell." She said, but rather than bother with anything else, she just finally broke through the shock, burst into a grin, and then launched herself at him.