Notes: I was reading the Clockwise Man and this story came into my head. Basically, it's fluff. 9 Doc.

"So, Doctor, where are we headed?" Rose Tyler asked the Doctor. He'd blindfolded her and that meant whatever he was showing her a treat. Staggering around she let the Doctor's smooth hands guide her.

"Be patient Rose, we're almost there. Trust me, it's – " the Doctor said trailing off.

"What? It's what?" Rose asked.

"One. One. Damn it! I specifically asked for two!" the Doctor shouted. Although there was a hint of delight in his somewhat angry voice.

"Doctor? Two what?" Rose said starting to get impatient.

He un-blindfolded her and she burst out laughing. One bed.

"Okay, we have one bed, but where are we? When are we? And what are we doing here? We've got the TARDIS," she asked before realising this was meant to be a holiday.

"All right Rose, it's the year 2000 and we're in Sydney, Australia. I got us tickets for the Olympic Games. When I said there would be two of us, they've assumed again that we're a couple and well they've given us one bed. Even though I've asked for two. It's okay Rose I'll sleep on the couch," the Doctor explained.

"No, it's okay, it is double bed and I won't have you grumpy because you decide that you're gonna sleep on the couch." Rose replied adamantly.

"Uh, okay."

"Don't worry, I don't snore, or kick, or sleep talk Doctor," Rose reassured.

"Yes, I do know Rose," the Doctor said quietly before resuming his usual composure, "Now, lets go watch some swimming!"

So, hand in hand, the Doctor and Rose wandered from their hotel and into "The Sydney Aquatic Centre" as it had been called.

"Wow," Rose muttered as they wandered into the hugely extravagant centre. There were at least four pools and diving, swimming and synchronised swimming was all going on at once. And in a split second Rose was like a child in a candy store, darting all over trying to see and taste everything at once.

The Doctor could help but laugh, and he grabbed her hand and practically dragged herself into the grandstand, where the women's 100m breaststroke was about to begin.

"Oh my God! Look Doctor! It's Liesel Jones! She's like the best in the world. Remember Doctor? At the 2006 Commonwealth Games trials? She totally blitzed that world record!"

"Yes Rose. I do remember," the Doctor replied exasperated with her growing excitement, "Now, settle down. You're going to need the energy all day."

"Uh huh."

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Hours of wandering around passed and after so many events. The Doctor and Rose retired to their hotel.

"Good evening Mr and Mrs Thompson," the doorman said using the last name that the Doctor used to avoid too much confusion and suspicion.

The Doctor simply smiled and Rose and he ran hurriedly inside and up to their room to steer clear of another uncomfortable conflict. However both of them were wishing there was another.

Both resisted the urge to take a peek at the other in the show and climbed into bed. The Doctor and Rose shuddered at their close proximity. Sure, they'd held hands and been close that way before but this was different. It was a bed. If anyone looked in now they would've had no doubt they were a couple.

"G'night Doctor."

"Good night Rose." They said to each other and shared a hug goodnight.

The events that played out over the night were never quite clear to either of them yet somehow they'd ended up entwined in each other their noses touching. Thanks to the TARDIS, they woke up simultaneously and laughed. However neither moved and they followed their hearts (yes all three) and closed the gap between them. It was a gentle and sweet kiss. And when it finished they said nothing smiled at each other and when the doorman said," Good morning Mr and Mrs Thompson," they laughed and strolled down the road teasing the other. They really were made for each other.

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