Author's Note: Here I am again, another 5 times thingie. Eh, just read on.

Disclaimer: The idea is mine. The charachters, show, or any profit thereof, however.. not so much.

1.

They're laughing softly at some lame joke the Doctor made, both smiling lazily at each other. Then the smiles fade a little, and the looks become a little deeper, and they're leaning towards each other.

Rose leans closer and closer, and they're almost there, I can see it .and then the Doctor turns away in the last second.

'Coward'

2.

We're on the run; again. The Doctor is leaving us behind. All part of his amazing plan, of course, and Rose makes him promise he'll return for us.

Then he stares at Rose for what seems like an eternity, and they're standing so close I can't help but think that surely, now .and then he just whispers goodbye, give that goofy grin of his, and take off.

'He's both a coward, and a fool'

3.

Jackie's ill, and Rose is going home. She needs comfort, poor baby, but I'm not the one she wants it from, and it's about time the Doctor realise that too.

I think Rose is about to make him realise it; she's reaching out for him, her hand going towards his face, as if she wants to caress it .and then she just grabs his shoulders instead, and draws him in for a hug instead.

'Hugging is great, but come on!'

4.

We're drunk. All of us. Well, at least they are. They're snorting and giggling like little children, and someone's got to be the responsible one here, right? I don't know why the Doctor thought he couldn't get drunk, but he sure is now. All inhibitions gone, with the flick of a hand.

They're grinning at each other, probably sharing some stupid, private, drunken joke. Time for the Doctor to make his move .and he loses his balance, and ends up sprawled on the floor, with Rose laughing hysterically over him, holding her sides and giggling nonstop.

I can't help but to roll my eyes.

'Want great comedy, and absolutely no romance, please, come visit the Tardis fun-house'

5.

Narrowly escaping an alien prison and quite possible a very horrible death as well. Relieved is an understatement, I think, but definitely grateful to be alive.

There they go again, with the staring. And staring, and staring, and .you guessed it, staring. But not doing. They stand there, both mesmerised, everything else forgotten. Now, surely? But, alas.

Rose blinks, and the spell is broken.

'This is getting old, real fast'

'And I've had enough'

I go over to Rose, and turn her towards me. I look into her confused eyes for a second, and then kiss her full on the lips. Before the Doctor can knock me out, or Rose slap me silly, I quickly turn around, and kiss the Doctor as well.

"See? It's so easy!" They're staring at me with equal bewildered faces, so I push them closer together, adding, "There, now you two do it. Remember, practice makes perfect!"

Rose looks at the Doctor, the Doctor looks at Rose .and then they both turn in unison to look at me, and I'm not so sure I like that glint in their eyes..

'Okay, this was not the way this was supposed to go down,' Jack thought later on.

He squirmed slightly as he felt another kiss fall on his left ear, and one landed on his neck. He squirmed once more, in delight, and grinned.

'But, seriously, who was he to complain?'