Jackie wasn't sure if Rose missed her or her washing machine more. Rose had walked in with a pile of washing up to her eyes, followed by The Doctor carrying two of his shirts and one pair of socks.
"Hi mum!"
"Hey you two, I see you've brought half your wardrobe."
"My wardrobe, you should see my wardrobe, it's got levels!" The Doctor said eagerly.
"Don't be ridiculous! Now come here." Jackie gave The Doctor a crushing hug, and he struggled to get free. Rose laughed and brushed past the pair to put her clothes in the laundry.
When Jackie finally released The Doctor, he was spluttering in protest, and scrambling to pick up his clothes which Jackie had knocked to the floor. Rose returned from the laundry to find The Doctor walking very quickly away from Jackie. "I'll just go put these in the laundry." He said.
"Oi, I'm not you're personal wash lady!" Jackie protested.
"Mum, leave him alone!"
Jackie turned to Rose, "Oh, Rose, it's so good to see you. How have you been?" Jackie led Rose to the lounge. They sat down and started chatting about what Rose had missed. The Doctor returned from the laundry and took a seat next to Rose. He was about to put his converse up on the table when he received a sharp glare from Jackie, and he thought better of it.
"How about some tea?" Jackie asked as she headed towards the kitchen.
"Sounds good." Rose replied.
As Jackie walked away she noticed Rose and The Doctor's intertwined hands as Rose rested her head on The Doctor's shoulder. Rose and The Doctor talked about where they would go next while Jackie made the tea. When she returned they were laughing about some private joke. She set mugs in front of both of them and then took her seat.
"So what have you two been up to in that daft old box?" She asked.
"What? Nothing." Rose replied quickly, then she looked down at the mug in her lap.
The Doctor gave Rose a quick, concerned glance before giving Jackie a brief rundown of their adventures, leaving out the parts where they had almost been left stranded or killed.
"Well no wonder you look tired, Rose, hopping from place to place without rest."
"I'm fine, mum." Rose replied defensively.
"Sure you are, but you're staying here tonight."
"Mum, I-"
"That's final."
"What about him?" She pointed her thumb at The Doctor.
"He can have the couch."
The Doctor screwed his face up at this suggestion, "I think I'll stay in the TARDIS."
"No, you'll be staying on the couch." The look of finality on Jackie's face made him decide to stay. "And you'll both be in bed early."
"Jackie, I'm a Time Lord, I don't-"
"I don't care if you're a Martian or whatever, you still need sleep."
"I'm not a Martian, Martians are green."
"Oh, shut up."
After dinner, Jackie sent The Doctor and Rose to bed.
"Mum, it's 7:30," Rose complained, "I haven't gone to bed this early since I was eight!"
The Doctor, however, did not complain. He was looking forward to getting some time to rest, without worrying about an impending alien invasion or whatever.
"Rose…" Jackie warned.
Rose frowned and went off in search of something to sleep in. Jackie walked over to the nearby cupboard and pulled out a blanket which she threw to The Doctor. He accepted it gratefully, kicking off his converse and getting settled on the couch with the blanket. His feet didn't quite fit on the couch, and the blanket only just reached his ankles. Jackie frowned, but didn't say anything. Rose came in and saw The Doctor with his feet half off the couch and quietly laughed.
"What?" He asked.
"Nothing. Nothing at all." She replied, still smiling.
She walked over to Jackie and gave her a quick hug, "Night, mum."
"Night sweetie," she replied. She looked to The Doctor, "Night, Doctor."
"Night, Jackie, he replied, stifling a yawn.
After all the 'goodnights' were concluded, Jackie walked off to her bedroom, she was in for an early night too. Rose sat down on the floor next to The Doctor.
"I thought with your superior Time Lord genes, that you wouldn't get tired." Rose teased playfully.
"I don't need as much sleep as you humans, but saving the world every day does make me a little tired." Rose laughed. "I haven't slept for days, and neither have you, you should really get some sleep."
"I don't feel like it, I want to stay and talk."
The Doctor gave Rose a 'go-to-bed-now' look.
"Oh my god, you're turning into my mother."
"Don't say that!"
Rose smirked, kissed The Doctor on the cheek, then walked off to her bedroom. The Doctor lay there smiling, until eventually drifting off to sleep.