Series Three with Rose: All the Bits Inbetween

Part 8

The Doctor cleared his throat. "I told you, I had something in my eye."

Rose rolled her eyes. "Yeah, sure you did Doctor," she said playfully, giving him a sarcastic wink. Seeing that, the Doctor launched himself at her, knocking her brush out of her hand and began to tickle her ribs furiously.

"Haha...please...stop!" said Rose through hysterical laughter.

"Ok, do you surrender Rose Tyler," said the Doctor pinning her down on the bed.

"Haha, yeah I surrender," gasped Rose.

The two of them paused for a moment, both breathing heavily, the Doctor positioned on top of Rose his face inches from hers.

This was the perfect moment, he thought to himself. If he didn't kiss her now he'd regret it.

Mustering up the courage and moving his lips towards hers...

"Ow!" said the Doctor as he got hit in the face with a pillow.

"Like hell I surrender!" said Rose laughing and leaping up as the Doctor toppled off the bed with the force of the pillow.

The Doctor saw her heading for the door. He grasped at the fallen cushion and sprung to his feet.

"Right Tyler, you're gonna pay for that!" he shouted, as he ran towards her grinning like a maniac.

She squealed playfully as he chased her down the TARDIS corridor, the pillow in his hand.

Martha had just got out of a nice relaxing shower and was drying herself off.

She had spent most of the day at the Doctor's side, eager to learn. It was nice to be alone with him and she hoped he thought the same.

Suddenly she heard a scream from the corridor outside her room and peeked out just in time to see the Doctor and Rose disappear into the TV room.

I might go join them after I'm done here, Martha thought to herself smiling. Never know, might get a chance to cosy up to the Doctor in the dark, she thought blushing.

The Doctor and Rose flopped down onto the massive sofa in the TV room, exhausted, both giggling hysterically.

Rose had somehow managed to grab the pillow off the Doctor before he could do anything to her and hit him square in the face again.

"You, Rose Tyler are a minx," he said breathlessly, poking her in the stomach with his finger.

She laughed and flipped over onto her back, legs stretched across the couch and settled her head onto the Doctor's lap.

She smiled up at him as he stroked her damp hair.

"So what does the minx want to watch? He said grinning.

"Um, Titanic?"

"No chance, Tyler," said the Doctor shaking his head.

"Ok, ok, how 'bout...Mary Poppins?"

"Mary Poppins? Really?" asked the Doctor scratching his nose.

"Yeah I love it! Bert is my favourite character though...kinda' reminds me of you," she said looking up at him with wide eyes.

"Really how?"

"Well he's funny, sweet, kind, but generally a bit...wacky really."

"I AM NOT WACKY!"

"Yes you are," laughed Rose.

"OK, fine," he grunted, his lips twitching in an attempt not to laugh. "Mary Poppins it is then."

The Doctor and Rose had been sat in silence watching the film for fifteen minutes. Both moving every now and again, to get themselves into more comfortable positions.

First Rose lay with her legs sprawled across his lap, then the Doctor moved so that Rose could sit in between his stretched out legs. Then Rose moved to sit next to him while he had his arm around her.

Now the Doctor leant against the corner of the sofa while Rose rested her head upon his chest, arms wrapped around one another with legs entwined. Every now and again Rose would tickle the Doctor's shoe-less foot with her own, making him squirm.

The Doctor was getting restless, he had missed his opportunity with Rose earlier but maybe this was a good time to try again.

He lifted his hand to stroke her cheek, brushing away a stray strand of hair as he did so. Slowly Rose lifted her face so that it was parallel to his own, staring into his eyes.

This was it. He leaned forwards longing for their lips to brush. His heart leaped as he realised that her lips were moving towards his too.

Any moment now he, the Doctor, would be kissing Rose Tyler...

"Hi guys!" said a voice from behind them.

A mere fraction away from kissing, the Doctor and Rose pulled away from each other.

"What are we watching?" asked Martha flopping down on the other side of Rose, seemingly oblivious to what had just been going on before she had entered.

"Mary Poppins," muttered the Doctor unhappily, all three of them spending the rest of the film in complete and utter silence.