The Direct Approach
By Loralee
Implied Rose/Doctor possible series 4 spoilers.
Rating: teen
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who
Summary: Rose and Martha have tea and talk.
Martha looked at the blonde over the rim of her cup and said, "He's very happy that you're back."
Rose grinned, "I'm so very happy to be back."
"I saw you come out of his bedroom this morning," said Martha.
"Is that a problem?" asked Rose setting down her cup.
"No, we never, I mean, he didn't, wasn't interested," said Martha.
"But you were – are?" asked Rose with a steady look.
"You're here now and he's happy. I don't want to interfere," she sighed, "it's just -- well how did you get his attention? He's bloody oblivious!" Martha finished with exasperation.
Rose giggled, "I used the direct approach." She patted Martha's hand. "It was a couple of days after we picked up Jack. Until then I'd almost decided that he didn't like girls, you know? But oh, he was so funny. Warning Jack off and then flirting back. Then he'd move between us and flirt with me then just back off and brood. I was stifling, so one evening I found him in the library in that ratty looking lounge chair of his and I just climbed into his lap and started taking off my pajama top." She giggled again at Martha's shocked look.
"Well he says, 'Rose what are you doing?' just as calm as can be and I wiggle just a little, you know. Then I can tell that he's not, well, as unaffected as he wants me to think and I say, 'I'd think that would be obvious, Doctor, I want you to make love to me.' His mouth just dropped open and he sat there blinking at me. Finally I give another wiggle and his hands, that had been about to tear off the arms of the chair, clamp around my waist. I figure he's going to push me off but he doesn't, just stops me from moving. He blinks a couple more times and says, 'Why?'" Martha snorts and Rose nods. "Yeah, just why? So I tell him, 'Because I love you, you daft alien.' His brows come together like he's thinking really hard and he says 'What about Jack?' So I say 'You want him to join us? I'm sure he'd like that.' Then he grins says, 'Not this time.' And that was that." Rose picks up her cup and takes another sip.
Martha sits there with her mouth open for a moment and says, "That worked?"
Rose just smiled behind her cup.