Okay, this is my first fanfic. Have mercy!
Rose lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. She'd taken to doing this every night, rather than trying to get to sleep straight away. It never worked, she had to be relaxed. What she didn't know was that the Doctor was doing exactly the same thing, next door to her. They were both thinking about each other. Why wouldn't the other make a move on them, get it all out in the open. But then again, maybe the other didn't love them. Maybe they just wanted to be friends. They both felt very tired then-maybe it was the TARDIS' soothing hum- and dropped off.
Next day, they were off again. The Doctor hadn't done anything, neither had Rose. The TARDIS had taken control of herself and taken them to another planet. They both got up, got dressed (Rose slightly slower than the Doctor) and ran into the control room. They glanced at each other blankly, then walked out the door.
OK, plz R&R and tell me what ya think!
