An Unexpected Visit

Disclaimer: Again, I own nothing from Doctor Who. It's BBC, Moffat, & RTD's world. I'm just playing in it for a little while.

Author's note: This chapter is not beta'd. All mistakes are mine. Let me know if you see any, and I'll correct them. Thanks for reading! Please review!

-Ch.2-

Ross ended his phone conversation with Martha and put his mobile on the desk. He was sitting in his office, reclining on his chair. He then put his feet on the desk. He only had one class before he could meet his beautiful doctor for an anniversary lunch.

He started to think back on how amazingly perfect the past couple of months have been. He couldn't believe his luck at running into Martha, and then getting into a relationship with her. The human Time Lord knew his life had changed for the better. He honestly never thought he could be this happy after the Doctor dropped him in the other universe and assumed he would live happily ever after, playing house with Rose.

He closed his eyes with a contented sigh and thanked the 'powers that be' for the remarkable gift that was Dr. Martha Jones. And he knew she cared for him, too. Things are going so well. I hope nothing goes wrong.

He realized what he'd just said in his mind and muttered an expletive. Seconds later, his mobile rang. Ross audibly gulped and hit the button to connect the call.

"Get over here. Now!" Martha said through angrily through gritted teeth.

"Martha," he answered more calmly than he felt. "What's wrong? What in the world has happened since we talked five minutes ago?"

"Just get here!" she shouted. He heard her take a deep, calming breath. "Please," she added before whispering: "He's here."

Ross needed no explanation. He disconnected the call, grabbed his things, and left the office. He told his assistant to cancel his classes for the day and headed to his car.

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Martha Jones paced the floor in front of her sofa. It seemed like hours since she'd called Ross and told him to get to her flat; when in reality, it had only been 16 minutes.

The Doctor sat quietly, afraid of having her remember he was in the room. Each time she looked at him, each glare seemed more severe than the last.

"Why are you here?" she suddenly demanded. "Why now?"

"I…I just wanted to see you," he answered. "Is that such a bad thing?"

"I haven't seen you in almost 6 months, Doctor."

The Doctor stood and blocked her path so she could stop pacing. "I missed my doctor," he said softly. "And, I thought we could go somewhere and talk."

"Go somewhere?" she asked suspiciously. "You mean a trip in the TARDIS."

"Uh, yes…yeah, that's what I mean," he confirmed. "I would like for us to be alone when we discuss this. It is rather important."

"I'm sorry, but, Martha is not going to join you on your romantic getaway," Ross said frigidly, announcing his presence.

"What?" the Time Lord exclaimed as he looked at his twin.

Martha couldn't have been happier to see Ross than at that instant. "Doctor," she said as she walked over to join Ross at the door. "I think the three of us need to talk."

"What?" the Doctor repeated.

"I know for a fact your vocabulary is way more extensive than that, Doctor," Ross told him. "Just use your words."

"What?"

"Maybe we should all sit," Martha suggested, as she tried to defuse the situation. "Ross, why don't you put the kettle on?"

The three of them sat at the kitchen table staring at their now lukewarm cups of tea. The tension in the room was making it difficult to breathe. The Doctor decided to break the silence.

"Why are you here?" he asked Ross.

"Why are you here?" Ross retorted; his voice laced with malice.

"I came to visit Martha," the Doctor replied angrily. "You should be in a parallel universe. With Rose! How did you get here?"

"Don't you mean, 'Is Rose here, as well'?" he posed irately.

"No," the Time Lord snapped. "Rose is where she belongs. It's where you belong."

"I belong here!" he bellowed as he slammed his fists on the table, nearly knocking over everyone's tea.

"Ross," Martha called softly, trying to calm him. "This isn't helping." He glared at her. "Please," she whispered as she took his hand.

"I'm sorry, Martha," the Doctor's doppelganger said contritely. He squeezed her hand and gestured for her speak.

She took a deep breath before she began the story. She started with Ross's destruction of the dimension cannon and how it backfired, sending him back to this universe 5 months ago. She explained how he worked, fighting alien threats on his own for three months before they accidentally met up. She decided to skip the details of their relationship because it was none of the Doctor's business.

"Now, we help Torchwood when they need it, and vice versa," she concluded.

"We?" the Doctor asked with disgust in his voice. "Are you saying you're…together?"

"Yes," Ross answered proudly. "We are together."

"Blimey," the Doctor said to no one in particular as he rubbed his forehead. "And I thought her going out with Mickey was bad enough."

"Why do you suddenly care who I date?" Martha asked. "You never have before."

"That's not true," he replied. "I have always cared. I thought, once you got Ted out of your system…"

"Tom," she corrected.

"Like it matters," he mumbled before looking Martha in the eye. "Look, I came here to tell you that I care for you. I mean, I…I love you. I have since before you left me."

"Don't you dare," she warned. "You never showed the slightest interest in me before and you expect for me believe you've always had feelings for me?"

"Yes," the Doctor replied confidently. He then looked at Ross and arched an eyebrow.

Martha slowly shifted her gaze to the man she had been with for two months. Ross was furiously staring at the Doctor.

"Ross?" she quietly asked, silently willing the human Time Lord to deny it as she slowly removed her hand from his. "You said he saw me. You said he got over pining for Rose, but you didn't say he had feelings for me. Why didn't you tell me?"

"You said you were over him," Ross answered. "I didn't think it mattered." He sighed. "Was I wrong?"

End Part 2