Rose laid on the silky sheets of the resort bed. Her bare skin delighting in the feel of their smoothness against her. The Doctor and her honeymoon had been a blur of days and nights intertwined in the many bed sheets of the resorts, star cruisers, and even their own bed on the TARDIS. Just when they thought they had quenched their thirst for the other, they found themselves wrapped up in each others embrace yet again. Rose stretched out her arms letting out a sore but satisfied groan. As she settled back down on her stomach, she felt the soft caress of the Doctor's kiss as it slowly trailed from her middle back up to her shoulder.

"Good morning," The Doctor said in a honey sweet voice thick with sleep, "How did you sleep, my wonderful wife?"

"Mmmm," Rose hummed before rolling over to wrap her arms around his neck, "I slept well, but I'm still rather tired."

"I suppose I kept you up too late last night." The Doctor smirked leaning down to begin kissing and nipping at her neck.

"Or... Maybe it is because all we have done is lay in bed for the past few days." Rose whimpered tugging on the Doctor's hair in an attempt to get him to focus on what she was saying.

"I'd hardly say that we have simply been laying around." The Doctor smirked against her skin at the playful smack she landed on his shoulder. At her insistent tugs, he growled before relinquishing his spot on her leaned up and rolled off of her much to Rose's dismay, and began picking up his various clothing that had been thrown haphazardly around the room. Rose took the time to ogle her new husband. She couldn't help but let her eyes wander of his lean muscular frame as he moved and bent over to pick up a pieces of clothing on the floor.

"Now look who isn't paying attention." The Doctor said smugly, and Rose felt a jolt pass between their bond shocking her to attention.

"What?"

"I asked if you wanted to go somewhere?"

"Haven't we been lots of places," Rose teased, "Like over on that couch, and the dresser, the floor, and the shower? Oooo I would love to go to the shower again." She said her eyes getting dark, and the Doctor's brown eyes turned predatory to match her teasing. He sauntered towards her leaning down by the bed to kiss her deeply, but sadly he pulled away.

"While I would love to have you kneeling in front of me, I meant an actual trip. One of our normal trips. Something to get the blood moving." He said jerking on his clothes.

"Where to?" Rose smiled a tongue in teeth smile her eyes glimmering.

"Get dressed and meet me in the console room!" He said bouncing around the room before darting into the TARDIS that he had conveniently parked in their resort room closet. Rose took her time deciding that the Doctor could easily find ways to entertain himself as she got ready. She lazily relaxed in bed before getting up to dress and slowly made her way to the TARDIS. As she reached for the TARDIS doors, she felt the familiar sensation of the room around her spinning. When she looked around, she found herself in one of the many TARDIS hallways.

Over the past few days, her so called 'visions' had been getting worse. The Doctor had originally told her that this was a side effect of when he had used his regeneration energy to save her on Trenzalore, but they seemed to become more frequent not less. At that time, he had also claimed that these were only visions, but Rose could feel the air change around her. The smell of it was different. She could feel the world around her and the texture of the ground under her feet. If this was a vision, then why did it always seem so real? She didn't bother telling the Doctor that these visions had increased. She didn't want to worry him, and if she was honest with herself, she was scared to find out what was really going on.

She began walking the hallways humming to herself as she walked. She knew that in a few minutes she'd find herself falling back to the real world, but until then she might as well amuse herself in the library. Ever since they had gotten married, the Doctor and her had avoided the mention of her test results, and neither had dared to peak at them. They were happy, and neither one of them wanted to break this bubble of peace to face the possible reality. So she didn't tell him anything about the increased frequency of her visions. She didn't want to burst the bubble and return to reality. As long as she could remain ignorantly blissful with the Doctor as she was now, then she would. She wondered if the Doctor was as scared to find out the results as she was. Perhaps that is why he had been so unresistant to forget about the results for the time being.

At first she had hated the visions. They always seemed to be horrible premonitions, and the one she had the night of their wedding had left her particularly shaken, but over the last few days, her visions were simpler. Often she would simply be wandering the TARDIS until she suddenly returned to herself. Sometimes she would have the vague feeling of being pulled in two different directions like she was trying to be in two places at once. As she reached the library doors, she heard the familiar footsteps of the Doctor behind her. She ran from her position to hide around the corner. If the Doctor's theory was right, then he shouldn't be able to see her because these were just visions, but after her wedding night she wasn't taking chances. The foot steps stopped just inches from where she had hidden. She held her breath hoping that he would just move on. She heard the Doctor give a heavy sigh before his footsteps moved off in a different direction, much to her relief. As she peaked around the corner after him, she felt the familiar rush of the floor falling out from underneath her, and she found herself standing just outside the TARDIS door. She felt disoriented and dizzy, so she took a quick breath calming her nerves before opening the TARDIS doors. As she shut the doors behind her, she darted her eyes to the console where the Doctor was hunched over looking seriously at the console screen.

"What is it?" Rose said trying not to let her concern pass through their bond as the smile dropped from her face. She could feel the tension cover him as he hid whatever he was looking at.

"O nothing, it was just Mickey. Seems like there is something strange going on at a school back on Earth. Nothing to serious probably." The Doctor rambled flipping switches while trying to go back to his smiley self, but Rose could feel the tension and... fear? Yes, the Doctor was scared. Whatever it was that he had just been reading terrified him.

"Doctor..." Rose wasn't sure how far to push him. Their marriage was something they were still trying to get used to. The Doctor had just opened up to her, and their bond allowed her to sense his feelings, but she knew that pushing him to explain himself wouldn't be welcomed. Rose sighed heavily walking up to him, but he didn't meet her eyes, "So what was Mickey saying about the school?"

"Something about it being strange. Something being wrong with kids and knowledge far beyond what they should have. So how about it? Trip back home?" He said spinning around to grab Rose by the hips and pull her against him, and Rose was happy for his change of spirit.

"Sounds like a date," Rose said leaning in for a quick kiss, "We should let mom and Mickey know all is well anyways, and let them know about us." Rose added slyly, and she watched amused as the Doctor's face turned from dazed to conflicted. His eyebrows scrunching up and face twisting between the conflict of investigating something new and having to face Jackie.

"Could we leave our newly found bliss a secret?"

"This is my mother we are talking about. We don't tell her, then you know she is going to sniff it out. Don't worry I won't let her slap you." Rose smirked pushing away from him.

"No helping it I suppose," The Doctor mumbled rubbing his neck, "One trip to Earth I suppose. Let's find out what's really going on at that school." He finished launching the TARDIS into the time vortex."

"Sir, our latest scans of the Bad Wolf are confirmed. The process inside her is reaching it's peak." One dark clad figure address another handing him a data pad.

"You recommend that we move for a capture?" The figure studying the data pad asked.

"I would. Pulling her out of her environment now shouldn't put her change at risk, and it may be profitable for our scientists to observe the rest of her change. Beyond that Madame Kovarian has been pushing for us to release our information to her."

"Very well. Bring them in. Both of them. It's time our Cartel reaps the profit of our crops." The man with the data pad ordered.

A/N: Welcome to both first time readers and my regulars! This (as my regular readers know) is a sequel to my, "Cruise for Two" story. If you are a new reader, it isn't required, but you may wish to at least skim the last story, so you can get the background information, but either way I hope you enjoy! I'm looking forward to getting this story started as I have many twists that I can't wait to share with you guys! Looking forward to it! Stay awesome and thanks for reading!