Thank you all for loving this story! Here is Chapter 2!
Rose was not at all inclined to opening her eyes the next morning. I had a great dream, could never happen, though. She ran her hand over the duvet, and got a miniature shock: the duvet felt different. It didn't have that silky sheen she was accustomed to. Her eyes flashed open. She was not in her room full of pink things, and this was not her bed. Oh my God, it wasn't a dream. I remember it now. She smiled, and then frowned. It wasn't good enough to be a dream; the Doctor does not actually love me. He isn't even here, for goodness' sake! Rose jumped a little when the Doctor broke her silent reverie by bursting in the door with a tray of food.
"Well, I'm glad to see that you finally decided to wake up! I've been awake for hours! We've landed on Quantuare, just so you know! We can't actually park the TARDIS on the waterfall moon. Oh, you're going to have a really great time. This moon, Rose, is a waterfall! It just keeps pouring water from a mountain, which circulates around the entire moon. That's because of the gravitational pull from the four stars surrounding Quantuare. Anyway, I made oatmeal for us, and it's only slightly burnt." He set the tray on the bed, and sat next to Rose, who had let him ramble on while she thought of things that she really wanted him to say.
Rose laughed at him. "How do burn oatmeal?" She picked up a bowl, and spooned some of the stuff into her mouth. It did taste burnt. The Doctor grimaced sheepishly. "Well, I may have forgotten to put the water in." Rose grinned even more, raising an eyebrow. The Doctor poked her gently. "Now don't look at me like that! You know that we are both rubbish at cooking anything." They continued to eat, and then Rose went away reluctantly, to get ready for the day.
Wearing a blue tank-top with a pink jacket, Rose wandered around the console room, waiting for the Doctor. "Rooooose! Rose, where did you run off to?" The Doctor was walking about the hallways, searching for his beloved companion. He finally made his way to the console room, and practically ran to Rose, lifting her into a tight embrace. "Oh! Um, what?" Rose was caught entirely unawares. The Doctor set her down, still holding onto her arms. "I couldn't find you anywhere. Why do you go off and hide from me?" Rose laughed. "You were getting ready to go, silly! Where would you want me to be?" The Doctor froze a little, thinking of exactly where he wanted Rose Tyler to be. "Well, I suppose I don't really have an appropriate response to that, but we do have a lovely waterfall moon awaiting us, so, allons-y!" Rose gawked at his answer for a second, and then took the hand he was offering her as he opened the TARDIS door.
They stepped out, blinking into the bright sunlight. "Ah, here we are, then. I do believe there is a ferry going over the moon fairly soon." He led Rose to what appeared to be a ticket booth, and went into the short queue waiting to board the ferry, which looked like a normal ferry, except that it was obviously rocket-powered and hovered a few feet off of the ground. They finally reached the front of the line, where a neon orange, scaled woman handed them each a ticket with her tentacle when the Doctor showed her the psychic paper. As they boarded the ferry, he whispered. "Apparently, we are the king and queen of Alfranqua, and we had specially reserved tickets." Rose smirked. "I guess we'll have to put on a good act, then. We don't want to arouse suspicions." The Doctor couldn't help but thinking, oh, it's not suspicions we're arousing…
Once all of the people and other organisms had ascended the ramp to the ferry, it took off, heading for a tunnel that led into space. Rose wrapped her arms around the Doctor's middle, thinking of how this little holiday could be really romantic, if the Doctor was into that sort of thing. Being her rather bold self, she asked, "Doctor, what does a Time Lord consider as romantic?" The Doctor, who she expected to be a bit taken-aback by this question, simply sighed. "Well, it depends on the Time Lord, really. I would regard it as going from intensely passionate to soft and loving, whispering sweet nothings that mean everything…even just holding you on a ferry full of people, gliding over a never-ending waterfall, I-" He paused, looking away from her, and out over the raging, tropical moon to which they had just arrived. "I suppose humans don't have the same opinions, though. Rose's mouth hung open a little. "Well this human does."And with that, she wrapped her arms around him, one hand in his hair, as she pulled him into her, kissing him with a tender passion. She felt him immobilize as he registered what was happening. Then, not caring where they were or who was there, he responded, pulling her even closer, meshing them into one. When they stopped to take a staggered breath, they were both looking at each other so intently, with an incredible amount of love, that they did not see who was standing, stunned, behind them.
"Well, it's about time, you two!" said Captain Jack Harkness.