A/N- I DO NOT OWN DOCTOR WHO…I really wish I did, and actually DID own it…well… lets just say things after Season 2 would be slightly different, not that I have anything against Martha…but she would merely be one of those one time companions and Rose would have had bounced off of that wall. This fic is my first and hopefully decent attempt at fanfiction, I have written my very own reunion fanfic that is supposed to serve as a preface to this piece which I will hopefully upload in the next day or so. I have this entire fic planned out and the next two chapters pretty much written so I should update every two days or so. All that is left to say is…Enjoy!

Chapter One – A Interrupted Breakfast

"Rrring….rrring…rrring." shrilled the alarm clock from Rose's beside table. Rose, never an early riser, turner over and hit it, rather harder than was necessary. Snuggling back under the covers Rose smiled. Her and the Doctor had worked out a patterns to mornings on the TARDIS, while he rose from what little sleep he needed to make tea, she would lie abed until her growling stomach drove her to rise. All in all it worked supremely well, protecting each other from the inevitable morning grouchiness.

For a person who refused to associate with domestics the Doctor made a surprisingly good cup of tea. Usually Rose settled with toast and marmalade, she was not a cook. This morning Rose through she could catch a faint whiff of bacon floating down the hallway. When she wanted the TARDIS could be quite cruel.

Groaning, Rose rolled out of her warm to bed, landing with a thump on the floor. Standing up she rummaged around on her floor for her slippers. Bare feet on the cold floor of the TARDIS's hallways was not a pleasant way to start the morning.

Fortified by the smell of bacon and the fluffy slippers on her feet, Rose dared to venture forth into the unknown…

"Oh for Rassilon's sake," followed a loud clang and crash that echoed down the hallway from the kitchen. Smiling, Rose walked down the hall and opened the door into the kitchen. Where her eyes alighted on the ridiculous figure of the Doctor in an apron jumping up and down sucking on his hand, around him lay the remnants of what was supposed to be breakfast; a pan and several strips of sizzling bacon lay scattered on the floor around his feet.

"Forget the hot pad, did ya?" Rose said as her smile grew wider.

"No, I merely thought that the cellular structure of my hand would prove more resistant to the thermal energy of the pan and that…" The Doctor trailed off, looking sheepish, standing there in his apron that said, 'Hug me, I am the cook.'

"In other words, you forgot that you were not a god?" Rose teased, as she walked closer to the Doctor, carefully stepping over the dropped pan and the spilled bacon. She took his unburned hand in hers.

"My mind was on other matte-," The Doctor was cut off with an oomph. Looking rather surprised as Rose leaned over and kissed him.

"That was for being considerate enough to make me bacon. What's the big occasion?" Rose asked as she let go of the Doctor's hand and walked over to the table set for two.

The grin on the Doctor's face faded a little. "No reason," he shifted uncomfortably, "Well, it is the one year anniversary of me getting you back."

"And that, indeed, does deserve bacon. Only this time I'll make it." Rose jumped up from her chair and picked up the dropped pan, to find, to her chagrin that it was still very hot. With a squeak she dropped it on the Doctor's foot. Grimacing they both hopped and danced whilst the pain in their hands and foot subsided to dull throbbing. Laughing the Doctor took her into his arms. Resting his head on top her blonde hair he mutter into it, "Why don't we just settle for tea then."

The Doctor suddenly felt Rose's shoulder's start to shake. Concerned he pulled back from their embrace to see tears streaming down her face. "Are you alright?" He asked, concerned for her.

Through the tears he could see that she was smiling. She nodded, breaking into laughter at the sight of his concerned face. Foolishly he realized that she had been laughing at their predicament.

Wiping the tears from her eyes she said through gales of laughter, "We both are rubbish at cooking. Let's go get some chips."

"Rose Tyler, I love you. When life looks down, you pull out the universal solution, chips." He grinned that heart breaking grin at her and she smiled in return.

"I love you to Doctor." Leaning forward she planted a somewhat gentler kiss than before on his lips.

Suddenly the TARDIS shuddered and the Doctor and Rose where flung against the wall. With a whirring noise the lights went out and the TARDIS was plunged into darkness.

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From inside his cramped stinky ship, three eyes glowed and the owner grinned for all he was worth.

A/N – I almost forgot, please if you have a moment or two just jot down a few words, reviews make me write faster, it really is a proven fact (pulls out long mathematical proof) I could show it to you but it takes a long time to explain . I also have a huge pile of Doctor Chiblis I have to get rid of sooo…reviews get chiblis. Thank you.