A/N: I seriously can't get enough of these crossovers! Starts after Hole in the Heart for Bones, and Journey's End (obviously) for Doctor Who. Booth/Bones and DoctorBlue/Rose are the main pairings. Let me know if there's anything I can improve on! I haven't stopped working on Perfect Security (Firefly/DW), just had this idea and wanted to get started. I will try and work in what happens in Bones next week, so if I update and something HUGE happens that I have to change in chapter 2 when I bring them in, just keep an eye out for that.
The Doctor was bouncing up and down on his heels like a small child. Rose said she'd be done packing 15 minutes ago.
"Roooooooose," he moaned loudly up the stairs.
"I'm comin'!" Rose shouted down to him, "Had to get my makeup packed. So, where are we goin'?"
Rose had been trying to catch the Doctor off guard ever since he had come up with this idea of a surprise vacation. It hadn't worked yet.
"Not a chance," the Doctor shook his head with his nose in the air. No luck this time, either. She giggled as they headed for the door.
It had taken a month for Rose to get completely used to life with this new Doctor. Sure at first she had been upset, hurt, angry even, but that had passed. She loved her new Doctor as much as her old one, and though she hurt for the lonely Time Lord a universe away, she knew he had only wanted her to be happy, and it would have hurt him even more to see her, to use a phrase he had used so long ago, whither and die. So she accepted this new, half-human Doctor into her heart, and loved him with all of it. For her sake, and for both Doctors'.
They lived with her parents for the moment, though the search for a flat closer to Torchwood was underway. The Doctor was extremely proud of the work Rose had done when they were apart. He had joined Torchwood on an advisory basis, and when he did help he worked with Rose. That was his biggest stipulation for joining. That, and no guns. The guns thing wasn't always heeded, but he did always work with Rose, so he tried to keep the complaining to a minimum.
"So, why aren't we using the teleport again?" Rose asked for what felt like the 100th time as they headed to the car. A TARDIS blue, boxy car, almost like a Honda Element in their old universe. Perfect for the Doctor.
"Becaaaauuuuse it's not tested for the distance we're traveling! And I haven't been on a plane in this universe yet! Exciting, isn't it?" He jumped the last 5 steps leading to the road and hopped into the now unlocked driver's side.
As Rose got in she could almost feel the Doctor vibrating with excitement and anticipation.
He took off as soon as she closed her door. The Doctor's driving was similar to his flying of the TARDIS. Unpredictable and dangerous.
Rose held on to the "oh shit" handle and moved with his rubber-burning turns, quite used to it now. "Are you at least bringing the teleport? It's either that or rent a car if we're flying, and you remember Moscow."
She saw the Doctor wince. On a memorable mission in Moscow 3 weeks ago, in which they were investigating possible alien contamination of a water treatment plant, the Doctor had crashed their rather expensive Torchwood rental car. Pete had given them an earful when they got back to the office, and Jackie was still furious for putting her daughter in danger. Never mind all the aliens they had chased here and back in the other universe, she didn't want her daughter riding with a mad half-alien who had to use his (stolen) psychic paper as a license. His face still stung.
"Not making that mistake again, don't worry," he patted the pocket of his new long brown coat, a perfect match to his Time Lord double's.
The Doctor made sure to keep any hints of their destination hidden from Rose even as they navigated Heathrow Airport a couple of hours later. He collected the tickets from the Check-In counter, glanced for a split second at the arrivals board, and steered her towards a block of Terminals, stopping at R4.
Rose looked at the electronic information board behind the information desk.
"Washington D.C.? We're going to America?"
"Don't sound so put off! Come on, it's exciting! There's no telling what the differences are! Alright, we know the basics are still there, freedom, democracy, fried chicken, but what about the little things, eh? That stuff that makes you stop and go 'Oh, that's different!' There's so much of this world we haven't seen yet, and the TARDIS won't be ready for another 4 months, so we've got appreciate what's around us! Tell me you're not the least bit excited."
He was gazing into her face with all the excitement Tony always showed when begging his mum for a new toy or gadget he'd just seen on Telly. And she had to admit, traveling for the first time without an alien threat or story to check out was very exciting. They could finally have some alone time, to finally act on some of those urges they'd both felt since Bad Wolf Bay...
She smiled genuinely, and the Doctor beamed back, ecstatic. The clasped each other's hands, still grinning broadly at each other.
"D.C. it is."
Hundreds of thousands of miles away from this strange but loving couple, Graham Matthews was walking back to his empty apartment from the Founding Father's bar when he heard someone following him. He turned.
His screams were stifled and so went unheard in the warm D.C. night.
A/N: Dun DUN DUUUUUUN! What aliens are stalking the streets of D.C.? Review and maybe you'll find out sooner rather than later!