A/N: Omgosh! ok, erm...I just set up Mickey and Martha!! omgosh!! :P!! I guess it makes sense them being together...but I liked Mickey and I don't like Martha...oh well!! Please R&R

M&M

'That bloody Rose freaking Tyler' Martha Jones fumed walking into a bar.

Mickey Smith spun around from the bar to face her. She had just said exactly what he was thinking.

'Rose Tyler?' He asked walking up to Martha, 'You know Rose?'

Martha stared at him, 'Know her?' She answered, 'I just had a fight with her. Who are you anyway?'

'Mickey, Mickey Smith' He replied, 'I'm Rose's boy…ex'

'Oh. Let me guess she left you for the Doctor' Martha said.

'Yeah' Mickey replied, 'D'you want a drink?'

Martha smiled, and Mickey led her to the bar and ordered them both a drink

'…Yeah so, I met him on the MOON' Martha said.

Mickey laughed, 'I met him in London' His smile faded as he added, 'Then he took Rose'

'Ruins lives doesn't he' Martha sighed.

'Yeah. I'm glad she happy though.' Mickey replied.

'I want him to be happy but Rose…' Martha started, but Mickey interrupted.

'What's wrong with Rose?' He snapped.

'Nothing' Martha quickly answered, but her face said she was lying. Mickey made a face that told her he could see she was lying. Martha sighed, 'He loves her right?'

'Right? So?' Mickey answered.

'She was trapped right?' Martha continued.

'Yeah. So was Jackie, and Pete, and me'

'Who's…never mind.' Martha decided, 'So he should've moved on'

'Yeah,' Mickey agreed, 'No. I mean, yeah I suppose. But they love each other. I suppose you loved him, and he only had eyes for Rose'

'What are you a mind reader?'

'It's obvious, that's why you don't like her' Mickey replied.

'And you still love Rose, that's why you don't like the Doctor' Martha realised

'Got it in one' Mickey confirmed.

They smiled sadly at each other.

'They're off travelling the universe, doing goodness knows what, goodness knows where, in goodness knows what time period. And here we are sitting in a bar depressing ourselves over them' Martha said matter-of-factly

They both laughed slightly. Martha turned to face Mickey, at the same time Mickey turned to Martha. They both smiled, and slowly they moved towards each other, until their lips met. Neither of them were expected them to kiss, but neither of them pulled away instantly.

After a moment, they both pulled away at the same time. Neither of them knew what to do, or say next.

'C…can I have your number?' Mickey asked, quite quietly.

Martha wrote her number on a piece of paper, and handed it to Mickey.

'I'll see you again sometime' Martha said, and walked out the bar. As she walked out she looked back at Mickey, and winked.

Mickey smiled all other his face, but was worried he'd do the same to her as the Doctor had. No, he decided, he'd had enough of waiting around for Rose. She wasn't coming back, he had to move on. And now he was.