Quantum Physics and Consciousness
When the Doctor's eyes finally fluttered open it took a few moments to process the dishevelled blonde mop of hair that obscured his vision. A quick glance down at the woman tucked under his chin brought a broad smile to his face and a giggle bubbled up through him as he brushed his fingers through the wild locks and ran a hand gently down her arm to entwine their fingers. She nuzzled further into his chest in an attempt to hide from the intruder intent on pulling her from slumber.
"Five more minutes," She mumbled trying to tuck herself under his side.
"Come on sleepy head," He brushed his lips across her shoulder watching as goose bumps spread across her pale skin.
"Good luck to you," A familiar voice chuckled from behind him. "She's not quite used to spending so much time awake, weeell that and I may have worn her out a little, her fault in fact...although Jackie sending her to gymnastics all those years ago...brilliant idea."
"I'll keep that in mind," Eleven nodded lifting the duvet to find himself severely lacking in proper attire, rolling his eyes at his bodies very definitive response to Rose's proximity. "Good god is that all we think about now?"
"Can you blame us?" Ten shrugged sauntering to the door with his hands in his pockets, "Don't dawdle, big day ahead," He nodded to Rose.
"Time Machine." Came a muffled response from under Eleven's arm.
"Morning love," Ten laughed pulling the door, "I'll put the kettle on."
"Mmmm my hero." She breathed rolling over onto her back and waving her fingers at him with a sleepy grin as he disappeared.
She sighed contently and lolled her head back towards the Doctor beside her.
"Hello," She grinned wrapping her arms around his middle and pressing a kiss between his hearts.
"Hello." He whispered covering her lips with his own.
"You're naked," She smirked, catching her tongue in her teeth as her foot trailed up his calf and her leg hooked over his hip.
"I am," He nuzzled under her chin and nipped at the delicate skin of her throat, "Good to see you have a firm grasp on the obvious."
"Oh yes," She whispered, fingers ghosting down his belly to take hold of him, "I find that a firm grasp on anything can do a world of good."
His mouth gaped open for a moment then with a growl that rumbled up through his chest he deftly rolled them until he lay between her legs, his weight effectively ceasing her movements and pinning her to the bed.
"Woman you are insatiable," He shook his head in astonishment as his hips ground into the damp warmth between her legs, seemingly of their own volition, her body and mind begging him to take no mercy.
"Only when it comes to you Doctor," She moaned licking a line up his Adams apple in retaliation as her fingers brushed his temple, "Shall I fill you in on what you missed?"
He shuddered as the images and feelings of her and his other self out in the console room flooded through him.
"You did that on the console?" He muttered pulling back to stare at her impish grin.
"Yup," She nodded scratching her nails down his front to take hold of him again as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him inside her heat, moaning at the feeling as he nearly passed out from sensory overload.
"Rose," He muttered against the skin of her shoulder.
"Calm yourself my love," She nipped at the pulse in his neck as he pulled back to rest on his elbows above her, "You're an old man remember."
"Old man," He drove himself deeper into her body, effectively wiping the smirk off her now flushed features, "I'll show you old man, Rose Tyler."
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Ten's gaze lifted from his perusal of the wedding schedule as Rose came sauntering into the kitchen in the dress Martha had chosen for her, a rather content looking Time Lord trailing in behind her in his tux and top hat. She leant down and pressed a kiss to his lips, her fingers brushing his temple as Eleven sat down across from him. Eleven's gaze shifted to his brother as he snorted in laughter.
"What?" He scowled at the man in pinstripes.
"She got you with the old man thing too eh?" Ten quirked his lip as Rose sat down beside him and poured herself a cuppa from the pot on the table.
"What can I say," Eleven quipped pouring his own tea and taking a sip, "Never was any good at turning down a challenge."
"No." Ten agreed with a laugh.
"So," Eleven clapped, "Big day ahead, two weddings to attend then home for tea?"
"That's the plan," The Doctor in pinstripes nodded, "Your TARDIS isn't quite ready for you yet, but soon, good news is our two lovely ladies are holding the gap open perfectly, not a ripple or eddy to be seen."
"The universes are stabilising then," Eleven mused.
"Doctor," Rose interrupted his musing, "Somethin' I noticed before right is that one of you calls the TARDIS sisters and the other the offspring, but which is it?"
"It's both," Ten shrugged, "They are everything to each other."
"The last two TARDIS in existence," Eleven stroked the wall beside him affectionately. "Well for now anyways."
"We never expected this did we?" Ten smiled over his mug, "Nor the three of us."
"Told you all that time ago didn't I," Rose nudged him, "There's me. Now there's us and two beautiful ships and a whole multiverse of possibilities."
"That there is love," Ten smiled down at her, reaching an arm around her shoulders.
"You Mela," Eleven began, "Have a rather long road ahead of you though," He looked to Ten, "We're going to have to start her education as soon as possible."
"Yes, I was considering that this morning," Ten placed his mug on the table, "I think we should take it in turns."
"Education?" Rose started.
"What?" Eleven's eyes widened in surprise, "Really?"
"Why not?" Ten shrugged, "We divide the task, plus you know, you get time with her and so do I."
"It makes sense I suppose," Eleven nodded.
"Her is right here ya know." Rose slapped his arm.
"So who gets her first?" Eleven pressed on, his lip quirking as he realised Ten was trying to rile her up as well.
"Pick a number between one and a trillion," Ten challenged with a smirk.
"I might as well not be here," Rose sighed observing her cuticles.
"Two hundred and thirty-seven thousand, four hundred and eighty-nine." Eleven leant forward on the table with a quirk of his lip.
"Fine." Ten leant back folding his arms in a huff, "But only for a few days at a time."
"A week at a time," Replied Eleven mirroring his brothers posture minus the sulk, "And I promise to keep her mostly in the TARDIS and try not to place her in any type of mortal danger...if I can help it."
"Alright then." Ten nodded after a time. "That alright with you Rose?"
"Oh so now you ask?" She raised an eyebrow but before she could put them in their places her phone trilled with the familiar tone assigned to her Mother.
"Hiya Mum what's wrong?" She stood to take her mug to the sink.
"Time to go?" Eleven questioned his brother.
"Meh," Ten slid out from the table, "She probably hasn't realised we're parked behind the marquee."
"Ah Jackie Tyler," Eleven sighed, "Who would've thought she'd end up being our...well, you know-"
"Yea I try not to think about it." Ten grimaced slightly strolling out along the corridor beside his brother as they trailed behind Rose.
"Not a bad view I must say." Eleven tipped his head to the side as they both gazed appreciatively at the woman ahead of them in her flowing lavender and cream gown.
"Oh I totally agree," Ten slipped his hands into his pockets with an eager nod. "Lovely."
"Yea Mum it's okay," Rose replied in irritation as she pushed the TARDIS doors open and pulled back the side of the marquee, "We're right behind ya."
"What?" Jackie turned with a frown, her mobile slipping from her ear and back into her dressing gown. Her eyes flickered between familiar pinstripes and the top hat and tux that stood either side of her daughter. "Is that really you?"
"Jackie," Eleven nodded as the Tyler matriarch stepped closer to him, her gaze taking in his appearance then remaining fixed on his eyes for the longest time before she spoke.
"I should slap you for that piss poor attempt at goodbye," She whispered wiping at some lint on his tux and he almost recoiled away from her hand, "And Norway of all places."
"Um..." He adjusted his bowtie awkwardly.
"Welcome home Doctor," She told him firmly, "That universe or this one, you'll always be a part of this family."
He found himself clutched in the arms of the older woman as she tutted about how unnaturally skinny he still was before she turned her tirade on his brother.
"Now you," She grabbed Ten by the lapel making him squeak in surprise. "I need you to give that PA system the once over, don't want it settin' fire to this thing or the house, then you and Rose'll have to leg it to the house before the other guests start arriving."
"And don't think you'll be standin' about," She chided Eleven, "Off to the kitchen with you, make sure those nibbles are human friendly, ya never know with this lot."
"Right you are Jackie," He agreed taking off towards the house, "I'll just go-"
"And see if Cookie won't whip you up a bacon sarnie while you're at it," She supplied as more of an order before dragging Rose off towards the guest house and the awaiting bridal party.
