Chapter 1: A Trip To Go Wrong:

Rose:

"Ah ha!" I cried out in joy, pulling up my pink tee from the mountain of dirty laundry that I knew needed to be finished.

"What did you find?" the Doctor asked, with a condenscending smirk and learning against my doorway.

I wet my lips nervously as I watched this man. How is it that this man could make me nervous and comfortable at the same time? It was maddening!

"I found my tee," I replied lamely.

The Doctor looked down at the mountain of clothing that I had rescued the one in my hands from, studying it, as if it were a brand new specimen that he had recently discovered, "I suppose it's time we visit your mother to get all that laundry done."

"Possibly," I muttered, proceeding to put the tee over my white tank top.

When I looked up again, the Doctor had disapeared into the maze that was his TARDIS.

She may be a maze, but she loved me. More that the Doctor...possibly. But she was my home. The Powell Estate no longer held it's appeal. I rubbed her walls lovingly, sending an emotion of love in her direction. She's alive you see. She sometimes talks to me.

Not in the way the Doctor and I talk...although, lately the amount of conversations have died down. I haven't been able to have a simple conversation without having him run off.

I wonder what was the matter with him...

But before I coudl give it much thought, the TARDIS gave a sharp jolt to the right. I quickly lost my balance and I fell against the wall, slamming my head uneventfully into it.

I groaned, struggling to stand up. The TARDIS gave another sharp jolt, in the other direction this time. My feet slid out from under me, but before I could fall once more, I grabbed the edges of my frame, "DOCTOR!" I bellowed, hating the rockign that was going on.

A stream of curses slipped from under my breath, hating the godamned alien and his incapability to drive.

I managed to pull myself upright and into the hallway before the next tremor from the terrible sense fo driving. I stumbled into the Control Room, startled to see a look of frustration upon the Doctor's expression.

He pushed buttons, and pulled levers, his eyes watching the screen adamantly the entire time.

"Doctor, what is going on?" I bellowed, grabbing a hold of the railing as I was violently pulled back and forth.

The Doctor grunted before answering me, "The TARDIS...she's...being...pu-lled into...a-"

But he was abruptly cut off with an electrical shortage by the TARDIS. Sparks flew everywhere, the wires and the machinery groaning as if in agony.

I was suddenly thrown to the floor, the TARDIS taking twists and turns. I shut my eyes tightly, closing out the rotation that was making me slightly nauseous.

"Rose!" I could hear the Dcotor shout over the malfunctioning of the TARDIS.

Slolwy, I curled my knees into my chest and my arms came over my head to protect myself from the fall that would inevitably happen when I fell back onto the TARDIS floor.

As if my thoughts controlled physics, the TARDIS stopped moving and there was a hesitation before I abruptly dropped from the ceiling. I curled my body tighter, steeling myself for my body to meet the floor. Instead, i met with a soft landing, and a grunt.

I waited a few more seconds before I hesitantly opened my eyes to see that the Doctor had succesfully managed to ctach me. And I was currently curled up on his chest.

Gently, the Doctor sat the pair of us up, his chocolate eyes examining me with care, "Rose, are you alright?"

It took a moment to find my voice, "Fine," I half squeaked, half whispered.

The Doctor prodded my head with his fingers, searching for bumps and bruising. Once satisfied that I was unharmed, he proceeded to hold me, "I was worried you were hurt," he commented.

I cleared my throat, the dryness causing my discomfort but not pain, "What about you? are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm right as rain. I'll be fine," he said with a cheeky grin, helping me stand up, "Now let's see what's wrong with the old girl," he muttered, pulling me along by my hand to the TARDIS controls.

I looked down at the numerous amounts of buttons and gadgets that laid before me. The Doctor fidgeted with the TARDIS. I sat down in the Captain's Chair, watchign as his slim body worked over the controls.

Suddenly, the Doctor slammed his feet against the controls, "NO!" he bellowed, his long fingers sinking into the beautiful hair that sat on top of his head.

"What's wrong?" I asked, peering over to see a bunch of numerical letters and numbers filing down on the dimly lit screen.

"She's out of power. We're going to have to stay where we are for a while."

"How long is, 'a while'?" I asked, eyeing him cautiously.

Without turning around, the Doctor answered in a monotonous voice, "A month."

A beat passed and I decided to put my two cents of optimism in, "We'll do fine Doctor. I can support us. Where and when in Earth are we, and we'll be fine! I mean, I know you don't like the whole domestic deal, but it's temporary-"

"Rose-"

"And it can't be all that bad! Just think fo the adventure that we're bound to have here and all-"

"Rose-"

"That's happened when we don't plan things! It'll be a great adv-"

"ROSE!" the Doctor bellowed, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

"What?" I sighed.

"We're not on Earth."

Another beat passed before I spoke again, "Well, that might be a problem."

The Doctor smiled at me apologetically, "Yeah, sorry. Didn't mean to let you go on and on, all excited. But no, we're not on Earth. But, like ya said, it's a new adventure. Will you take this adventure with me, Rose Tyler?" he asked with a grin, holding his hand out to me.

When can I ever say no to this man?

"Of course," was my response, interlacing his fingers with mine, finding automatic comfort in them.

We were stranded on an alien planet, with no true knowledge of what laid out the TARDIS doors. And I got to spend it all with the alien who made me smile.

Of course I had to say yes.

"Well then, allons-y!" the Doctor cheered, tugging me outside the TARDIS doors.

Laughing, I followed suit, our hands still interlaced.

3rd POV:

They exited from the strange blue box, grins eating at their faces. A couple.

Damn it all. Not what the king wanted. But exactly what the queen wanted though. All is well then. I may keep my head for another week.

I watched as the strange thin man locked the door to his ship. The girl of pink and yellow bounced on her heels, seeming impatient. Taking the opportunity, I took my Mislatcer out and scanned the pair of them.

The reading appeared instantaneously: a human and a Time Lord.

My black lips burled away from my teeth. Was I smiling? It did not matter.

The queen would most definetly be amused with the pair of these. A pang of guilt overtook me as I gazed upon the couple, their eyes connecting with adoration of each other.

Once my queen was finished with them, they would never wish they had been intimate.

A/N: Please review, it would be much appreciated and I hope that I have captured your interest. This will start out as T, but I believe that this will progress into an M.

I do love me a spicy scene between the Doctor and his Rose ;)

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