Title: Christmas Time
Author: Scorch
Email: Miss_
Rating: NC-17
Category: Smut
Pairing: Doctor/Rose
Summary: PWP.
Disclaimer: I don't own nixies.
Distribution: Teaspoon, Lea's place. Anywhere else, just ask and you will receive.
Warnings: Strong language and scenes featuring explicit sexual situations.
Chapter 1...
Jackie Tyler had one busy morning.
She'd been on her feet since seven, getting things ready for Rose and that bloody Doctor of hers coming for Christmas. The turkey was on slow and should be ready by twelve-ish tomorrow, the vegetables were all done and covered in their pans, which left her with the odd present to wrap. She hadn't the faintest idea of what to buy her daughter this year, what with Rose gallivanting round the universe and all that, but she'd done her best.
No matter how old she was or where she'd been, Jackie Tyler knew her Rose would love a good pair of trainers and that was she'd bought. A lovely white pair of trainers with little pink stripes down the sides. They'd go with Rose's favourite pair of jeans just nice.
Jackie straightened and sighed as she pushed back a piece of hair. She looked at the presents all neatly wrapped on the table, waiting to be opened by a much missed daughter. Only another couple of hours or so and they'd be there.
Rose and the Doctor, that was.
What a job that was. Looking for his present. For all she knew, aliens didn't have Christmas, but never mind. He was coming to her house and he would have to live by the rules. Rules that were carefully thought out.
No meddling with Rose under her roof. No swanning off before, during, or after Christmas dinner, and no invasions. She'd purposely hidden all her biscuits, especially the custard creams. Every time that Doctor came, she ended up short on all sorts of things. Biscuits, chocolates, bananas...
They all seemed to go walkabout when that alien was here.
A knock on the door jolted Jackie out of her thoughts. "Hold your horses," she hollered loud enough to be heard in Newcastle. "I'm coming." She checked the wall clock as she went past. A bit early, weren't they? Not due for another few hours.
That had her yanking the door wide open and her mouth ready to greet them, but the words swiftly died when she saw her daughter near tears on her doorstep.
Jackie's gaze went from Rose's dirty face to jeans torn on one knee to broken nails and shoeless feet, then back to the dirty face. "Sweetheart?" She heard herself say. If that Doctor had done anything...
She watched her daughter try to hold back more tears. "They took everything, mum," Rose said in a voice full of forced strength with a thick layer of sadness. "All my presents. They took them. An my shoes."
And Jackie's heart broke as she watched fat tears fall down her daughter's cheeks. "Oh," she immediately gathered Rose in a giant hug and brought her into the flat. She rubbed her daughter's cold arms as she led her to the sofa. "Don't you worry about that, love. They're just things."
"But... But..." Rose sniffled and wiped her face with her sleeve, smearing dirt under her nose. "I got a job an everything, mum. Didn't want the Doctor to give me money no more an they took it."
"Ssh," the Doctor may not be Jackie's favourite person, but he'd never see her daughter hurt and her daughter would never get mugged on that of ship of his, either. "You just sit there and mum'll put the kettle on. Make us a nice cuppa tea, get you all warmed up. You sit tight, sweetheart."
Oh, her poor Rose. Having seen all that out there in space only to come back home for Christmas to be mugged. Jackie had never been so ashamed of her species. That Doctor might have a point, insulting humans the way he did.
She was just about to go to the kitchen and make that cuppa when her daughter's hand grasped her arm. "What is it, love? You tell mum and I'll fix it." As much as she could, anyway. God. It was at times like this when she missed Pete so much. Oh, she'd protect her little girl as much as she could, but she knew her Pete would make things better. He'd give Rose all the cuddles and paternal protection she could handle, plus extra.
No how good a mum she was, Jackie knew nothing could replace a father in the eyes of a child. At least not when it came to her Pete. Not so good at business, but he never stopped trying. Always coming up with one thing or another and it was all for her and their daughter, and Jackie loved him for it.
Rose sniffled again. "Don't tell the Doctor and Jack I was mugged, will you?" She'd faced a Dalek and Slitheen and the Gelf, yet she couldn't fight a couple of human muggers? Stupid, she thought, bloody stupid. "I tried to fight them, mum. Really."
That explained the fat lip and black eye, Jackie thought angrily. She knew who the muggers would be. There were a few choices on an estate like this, but only two who would actually have the bottle to mug her daughter. Taking presents and money and her shoes? Jackie Tyler was disgusted at that, but physically hurting her daughter was below the belt.
She knew a couple of lads herself who liked Rose well enough and she'd give those lads a call just as soon as the Doctor was done with the blokes who'd mugged her little girl.
Jackie smiled at her daughter and lied through her teeth. "Don't you worry, sweetheart. I won't tell the Doctor."
*~*~*
He didn't do this.
Didn't do Christmas.
Didn't do families.
Didn't do domestic.
Didn't roam the galaxy in search of presents, either.
Yet here he was.
On a planet known as Qrullqru, pronounced as Chi-rue-ell-chi-rue, looking for Christmas presents.
"Christmas presents," the Doctor scoffed as he picked out a pretty green tunic made from pure Qrullqru silk. Rose liked green. She said it made her blonde hair stand out more and it made her look more tanned. Personally, she didn't anything to make her stand out. All anyone needed to do was look at her and they'd see.
"Bloody Christmas presents." He was nine hundred and he was buying Christmas presents. Not just any presents, though.
Oh no. Presents for Jackie bloody Tyler and Ricky the bloody Idiot.
He had no problem with presents for Rose. He liked getting presents for Rose. He liked getting his cheek kissed and he liked getting hugged. He only got those when he saved her life or when he bought her a present. He preferred buying her a present to putting her in danger. Not that she ever seemed to mind danger, but still.
Who was he kidding?
Rose Tyler loved getting into mischief. She loved wandering off and getting into trouble. Probably did it on purpose half the time.
The Doctor picked up a Bearutholion. "Just once," he said to the unmoving mouth. "Just once I wish she would do as she was told."
The Bearutholion remained silent. "Didn't think you'd understand," he said with a smile as he shook it at the seller. "I'll take this and the green tunic, thanks..."
His sonic screwdriver buzzed and then buzzed more, harder, more insistent.
The instant he touched it was the instant he realised it wasn't his screwdriver, but his mobile bloody phone. He was a Time Lord who carried around a 21st century Nokia so he could be checked on by a 21st century nineteen year old shop girl.
He paused his disturbing thoughts. Rose knew he was shopping for presents and wouldn't interrupt him for the world... Unless she was interrupting him for the world.
"Yes! Haha!" The Doctor jumped on the spot, spun round, and kissed the Bearutholion squarely on it's mouth. He gave his audience a manic grin. "I get out of Christmas with Jackie Tyler!"
He eagerly pressed the answer button. "Hello, Miss. Tyler, this is your Doctor speaking. I'm quite busy at the moment. Please make an appointment with my secretary. Oh wait, you are my secretary. Not getting a bonus, mind you. You make a bad cuppa. Learn it from your mother shaped battleaxe?" He chuckled, anticipating a good chastising from his little Earth girl.
"Doctor?"
The Doctor's excitement immediately turned into dread. Jackie Tyler had his phone number. There was no place in the galaxy he could hide now. Especially not after what he just said about her tea skills. Or lack there of.
He tried to climb out of the deep hole he found himself in. "On Freyathena bad means good."
"It's Rose, Doctor," Jackie said and her voice wiped away his good mood.
"Ten seconds, Jackie."
Ten seconds was all it took for him to reach Rose and he knew the TARDIS would be smoking because of it.