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Chapter 3 Addicted to you

I don't know just how it happened,
I let down my guard...
Swore I'd never fall in love again
But I fell hard.

Guess I should have seen it coming,
Caught me by surprise...
I wasn't looking where I was going,
I fell into your eyes.

~Avicii

"Who's it from?" Rose asked softly behind him, and without answering he opened the letter with trepidation. He had a gut feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"There's no name." He turned the white piece of paper over in his hand. "Only coordinates."

"Where to?" He turned so he could give her the letter. "Twenty-second of April, 2011." She read out loud. "MDT," She scrunched her face. "Isn't that somewhere in America?"

"Utah." He answered and then took the letter from her again. Studying it, he sat down on the jump seat. "The coordinates indicate Utah." He clarified. "Someone wants us there for some reason." He grumbled.

"Should we go?" He registered her standing beside him, a hand on the back of the seat, but he kept his gaze on the letter.

"Probably," He sighed and turned his head to look at his pink and yellow human. "I just wished we would have had more than two days alone together before being whisked off on some errand." He grimaced.

"I don't," She grinned and bumped shoulders with him. "I could do with some adventure." She smiled her tongue touched grin at him. "As long as we're together, yeah?"

"Yeah," He nodded, keeping his eyes firmly placed on hers. "As long as we're together." He smiled back at her. "But it can always wait until tomorrow. Now..." He stood up and offered her his arm. "I believe there was talk about a movie and jammy dodgers."

"No banana?" She teased as she took his arm.

"Now that you mention it." He could definitely go for some bananas as well; it had been a while since he had one.

"Same old alien." She laughed and put her head on his shoulder as they walked up the stairs and towards the media room.

"Same old alien." He confirmed. Same old Rose, he added to himself. "I should probably change my shirt first though." He looked down at the barely visible stains.

They landed with a soft thud and Rose grinned at the Doctor before opening the door slowly. Poking her head out she took in the surrounding and then stepped back to face him.

"We seem to 'ave landed in a storage closet." She pushed the door so he could see. "Looks like it belongs to a restaurant, or maybe a café." She deducted, based on all the food.

"Interesting." He pulled on his tweed jacket and tweaked his bowtie; a blue one this time, matching his blue chequered shirt and braces. His pink shirt was enduring a thorough cleansing to get rid of all the stains. He passed her out into the closet. "Come along, Rose Tyler." He called after her. "Let's find out where we are."

Rolling her eyes, she closed the door behind her and followed the Doctor out of the closet and into what looked like an American diner. He gestured for her to sit down on the table closest to the back door they had come out of, and then walked over to the counter. Her back was to the door so she had an excellent view of his backside and wasn't against taking advantage of it. She definitely approved of his new body and she knew Jack would have to.

She watched as he ordered them a plate of chips and a glass of soda each, almost spilling it all out when he tripped on his own feet walking back to her.

This new body of his seemed to lack the grace of his previous one, she mused. She found it adorable, something that she decided to file away for later use when he needed a good teasing.

"These are gorgeous." She almost moaned as she popped as chip in her mouth. "'aven't had any decent chips in months." She stopped short when she noticed his intense stare at her mouth. A smug smile spread across them. "Doctor? Is there something on my face?"

"Erhm," He shook his head a little, a dazed expression on his face. "No." He cleared his throat, looking anywhere than her. "You look..." He waved his hand at her and then stood up like he had been stung. "I'm gonna go and get my... straw." He nodded. "Yes, my fizzy straw. It adds more fizz." He scratched his chin awkwardly. "I'll just..." Without another word, he quickly retreated through the back door and by the time it had closed behind him, Rose was shaking with silent laughter.

Oh, she loved teasing him, and this new him was even more awkward than the old him.

She took a few more chips and watched as a group of three stepped through the door; a redheaded girl her age that seemed very upset about something; a man in the same age with a big nose, that tried to console her; and a woman in her forties with curly hair that seemed to go on forever, discussing something with the man.

"You got three," The woman said. "I was two, Mr. Delaware was four."

"So?" The man asked.

"So where's one?" The woman stated. Whatever they were talking about, it caught her attention immediately. The fact that they were looking for a number one, and that they were British, was enough to raise her suspicion. She glanced at the letter lying in front of her, left behind by the Doctor; the single One seemingly glaring out at her.

"You think he invited someone else?" The man frowned.

"Well, he must have." The woman answered. "He planned all this to the last detail."

"Will you shut up?" The red-headed girl snapped. "It doesn't matter."

"He was up to something." The woman ignored her.

"He's dead." The redhead glared.

"Space 1969, what did he mean?" The woman frowned.

Space, Rose thought. They were definitely not your ordinary tourists.

"You're still talking, but it doesn't matter." The redhead was getting angry.

"Hey," The boy interacted. "It mattered to him."

"So it matters to us." The woman finished.

"He's dead." The redhead stated again.

"But he still needs us." The woman pleaded. "I know. Amy..." Amy? That was Amy, the Doctor's current companion? She guessed the boy was Rory, but who was the woman? "I know. But right now we need to focus."

"Look." The boy most likely named Rory pointed at the envelope in front of her before he seemed to register that the table was occupied.

"Of course," She heard the woman mutter under her breath, a knowing smile on her face before it changed into one of happiness as she waltzed over to her table. "Wolf," She greeted with a wide smile. "Why weren't you at the beach?"

"Wolf?" What the hell was she talking about? Rose scrunched up her face as she studied the woman. "Do I know you?" She asked, glancing at Amy and the boy whose name might be Rory. They both seemed confused by what was happening. Makes three of us then, Rose thought.

"Apparently not," Her smile faded. "Not yet anyway." A flash of pain crossed her face before she schooled her features into a coy smile. "But you will soon." She winked.

"I'm sorry?" Was she flirting with her? Rose got more and more confused by the second.

"Spoilers." Was all the woman said, and before Rose had a chance to respond, the back door opened and the Doctor waltzed in with his fizzy straw between his teeth.

He smiled as he recognised the people around her, pointing between them and Rose with a grin.

"I see you've met Rose." He beamed, placing a hand on her shoulder while he used the other to twirl his straw around.

"This is cold." The woman glared, ignoring Rose for the moment. "Even by your standards, this is cold."

"Or 'Hello,' as people used to say." Rose felt his hand clench on her shoulder, clearly uncomfortable by the situation, and she couldn't blame him. Whatever the woman's problem was, she shouldn't take it out on him.

"Doctor?" Amy questioned, shock written all over her face.

"I just popped out to get my special straw." He raised his hand up for her to see. "It adds more fizz."

Amy walked up to him with wide eyes, walking around him in a half-circle, blocked by his arm on Rose's shoulder.

"You're okay." Amy touched his arm. "How can you be okay?" Now Rose was starting to freak out. Whatever these people had done on that beach, it clearly involved the Doctor.

"Of course I'm okay, I'm always okay." He let go of her shoulder so he could hug Amy. "I'm the king of okay. Oh," Rose chuckled at the disgust in his tone. "That's a rubbish title, forget that title." He released her and walked up to the boy. "Rory the Roman, that's a good title. Hello, Rory!" He hugged him too and then turned over to the woman. "And Dr. River Song..." He grinned at her. "What trouble have you got for me this time?"

"I'm sorry, Rose." River sent her an apologetic smile.

"What for?" Rose got more and more confused over this River Song as the seconds ticked by.

"This." She said, and with a glare she slapped the Doctor across the cheek.

"What did you do that for?" Rose stood up, sending her a glare.

"Why did you apologise to her?" The Doctor cried out at the same time.

"Spoilers." River said smugly.

"I'm assuming that's for something I haven't done yet." He rubbed his cheek, placing his free hand on Rose's shoulder again, squeezing it reassuringly. She wanted to hold his hand, but she felt that it would rub their current company the wrong way. Instead she stood tall beside the Doctor, holding River in a steady gaze.

"Yes, it is." River stated.

"Good," He nodded. "Looking forward to it."

"You don't even know what it is." She said softly so only he would hear.

"That's what makes it fun." He tilted his head towards her and gave her a quick wink.

"I don't understand." Rory walked up to the Doctor, breaking their moment. "How can you be here?" He poked him in the chest, making him sway backward a little. "And who's she?" He glanced at Rose.

"We were invited." The Doctor answered, glancing at the letter that still lay on the table. "Date, map reference. Same as you lot, I assume, otherwise it's a hell of a coincidence." He chuckled, wiggling his eyebrows at Rose, who just rolled her eyes. He was such a child. It didn't escape her notice that he didn't answer Rory's second question.

"River," Amy cut in. "What's going on?"

"Amy," River turned towards her. "Ask him what age he is."

"That's a bit personal." The Doctor grumbled, and Rose bit her lip to keep from laughing.

"You're so vain." She teased him, her tongue between her teeth.

"Nothing compared to sandshoes." He teased back. "A whole hour just to fix my hair." He shuddered.

"I walked by your room this morning," She reached out to tweak his bowtie, his hand slipping from her shoulder in the action and landing innocently on her waist. She tried not to shudder at the contact. "I saw you standing by your drawer choosing which bowtie to wear. Took you at least twenty minutes." She smirked. "Thought my feet were going to fall asleep."

He humphed and pouted, but kept her eye contact. Her skin was beginning to become warm under his hand and she felt her cheeks turn red as his green eyes bore into her hazel ones with an intense gaze.

"If you two are done flirting, we have some bigger issues to take care of." River said, and they jumped apart so quickly the Doctor almost fell over as he hit the bench. Rose had almost forgotten the others were there and now she did her best to avoid Amy's accusing glare and Rory's curious one. "Tell her what age you are." River continued like nothing had happened.

"909." The Doctor huffed, scuffing uncomfortable with his feet.

"I don't understand." Amy seemed exasperated.

"Yeah, you do." Rory gave her a knowing look.

"I don't!" The Doctor exclaimed, clearly starting to get impatient. "What are we all doing here?"

"We've been recruited." River looked between her and the Doctor. "Something to do with space, 1969, and a man called Canton Everett Delaware III." The Doctor shared a look with her, and she shrugged. Never heard that name before in her life.

"Recruited by whom?" He asked.

"Someone who trusts you more than anybody else in the universe." River said, and at her words, Rose noticed the Doctor glance at her again.

"I have no idea." She shook her head. She doubted it was a future version of herself, otherwise River wouldn't have asked why she wasn't with them from the start.

"Then who is it?" The Doctor glared at River.

"Spoilers." Was all River said and oh, how much Rose was starting to hate that word. "We should head back to the TARDIS, we are starting to get unwanted attention." She indicated towards a man at the bar who was clearly trying to eavesdrop on them.

Without another word, the Doctor grabbed her hand and walked back to the TARDIS, the other three following behind.

To say Amy was confused was an understatement. Here she had been expecting a nice outing with her friends in America and then maybe an adventure or two. She had not expected to witness the murder of the Doctor only to run into a younger version of him an hour later.

If that wasn't enough, he seemed to have picked up a new companion. A blond if it wasn't already bad enough. Not that it was her real hair colour, she could see her roots. She had noticed how he avoided answering Rory's question about her, but he wouldn't get away that easy.

River seemed to know her as well, which didn't make things better because it most likely meant she would be around for a while.

Then there was the way the Doctor interacted with her, keeping a hand on her shoulder as much as he could. And the banter.

River had called it flirting, but the Doctor wasn't like that. Sure, he had flirted a bit with River but that was nothing. This... This was something new. If she didn't know better she would have said they were a couple, but that was just absurd. The Doctor didn't do domestics and he definitely didn't fall in love. She would know.

'Or maybe you don't know the Doctor as well as you think.' The rational part of her mind said. No. It had to be something else.

"909." The Doctor said. What question was he answering again? Right, his age. Why?

"I don't understand." She was starting to get exasperated.

"Yeah, you do." Rory said, but she truly didn't.

She did her best to listen to them, but if she happened to focus her attention on this Rose person instead, was that so bad? And if it happened to be in the form of a glare, could you really blame her?

Oh, and she definitely noticed the Doctor's glance when River said they had been recruited by the person who he trusts most. Her? Really? She needed to get to the bottom of this.

Of course they had to hold hands while walking back to the TARDIS. Why not?

The Doctor wasn't a fool, far from it; he knew there was something they weren't telling him. He sent the TARDIS into the vortex as soon as everyone was inside, it wouldn't do if that man decided to follow them and find it.

"1969," He started. "That's an easy one." He grinned. "Once I was trapped there for two months after me and Martha came across a few angels." He scrunched his brow. "I may have accidentally blown up a chicken." He shrugged it off. "Now, 1482, full of glitches that one."

"Doctor," Rose cut in. "Back to the point." She raised her eyebrows.

"Of course," He beamed at her. "Good ol' Rose Tyler, always keeping me on track."

"Are you calling me old?" She gave him a pointed look.

"Of course not," He quickly denied, shaking his head before continuing his lap around the console. "Now then, Canton Everett Delaware III, that's his name, yeah?" He looked to Amy for confirmation, but she ignored him and instead walked down the stairs to under the console. Deciding not to dwell on it at the moment, he continued his rant. "How many of those can there be?" He paused. "Well, three, I suppose." He stopped as he saw River following Amy down under the console and turned to Rory for an explanation. "Rory, is everybody cross with me for some reason?"

"I'll find out." The Roman said and then walked the same path as the others. He followed him with his gaze, concerned.

"Something bad must have happened." He muttered.

"They would tell you if they could." He heard Rose say softly and turned to look at her where she sat on the stairs between the two jump seats.

"That's what worries me." He confessed and walked over to sit beside her. He grabbed her hand for comfort and she leaned her head on his shoulder. "I should start investigating." He made no attempt to move.

"Yeah," Rose said, but she didn't move either. "You don't think it could be a future version of you?"

"The thought had crossed my mind." He admitted. It was the very first thing he suspected when he saw the letter, but he hoped it wasn't. He would only call on himself if something very bad was about to happen.

"River seems to know me." He turned to look at her then.

"Really?" He was genuinely surprised, and pleased. Could that mean Rose would be with him in the future? He hoped so.

"Do you trust her?" She lifted her head so she could meet his eyes.

"Honestly?" He asked, and she nodded. "I don't know." He shook his head and let go of her hand so he could rub his hands over his face. "She knew my name." He said it in almost a whisper."

"What?" He could tell she was shocked, but he didn't want to see the accusing look on her face so he kept his gaze fixed on the floor. "You... you told me once... During our first..."

"Date." He finished for her. "I know." He would never forget the 'date' they had had after watching the Earth burn, eating chips. It was the first time he had told her about Gallifrey.

"No, but you told me... You told me that you could only ever tell someone your name when you..." She swallowed. "When you got married... Unless they were a Time Lord or a Time Lady."

"I know." He repeated, burrowing his face in his hands. How did things get so out of hand? Why did the universe keep doing this to him? He deserved to be happy.

"So how does she know your name?" He could feel her hand on his wrist and he didn't resist when she pulled it away from his face. "Is she a Time Lady?"

He turned his head so he could look at her. She didn't seem angry, just sad, or maybe disappointed. It was hard to keep human emotions apart sometime.

"I don't know." He shook his head and then turned his body so he could grasp her arms. "But I promise you," He looked into her eyes, willing her to trust her. "Whatever happens, it won't mean anything."

"You can't know that." She shook her head slowly, and he could see her eyes beginning to turn red from unshed tears. "You can't know for sure."

"Yes I can." He trailed his hands upwards until they reached her cheeks. He leaned forwards until his forehead met hers, scrunching his eyes closed.

"I'm sorry," Rose's breath ghosted over his face as she spoke. "I have no right to be upset. It's not like we..." Her Breath hitched as she stopped mid sentence and the Doctor felt a wave of disappointment hit him. Not like what, Rose? Please, I need you to say it. I need to hear it from you. But she didn't say another word and he was too much of a coward to ask her.

He was always wary about his own future, never letting himself settle down and be happy with what he had. And it had worked. Until Rose Tyler. She made him question everything he was and would be, and he should be afraid. He should run away and never look back like so many times before, but he couldn't. Not to her. Whatever it was about her that made him change such a fundamental part of himself, he wasn't ready to let go of it. And whatever his future with River Song was, he hoped with both his hearts that it wasn't what logic told him it was.

"Yes I can." He repeated softly and leaned back, placing a soft kiss where his forehead had previously been, and wiping away a few lone tears from her cheeks before letting go. "I need to..." He trailed off.

"I know." She nodded, sniffing a little, her eyes still red but not as sad as they had been a few seconds before.

He stood up and walked up to the scanner, typing in the information he had been given, and in a matter of seconds the TARDIS came up with the only logical solution. With a resigned sigh he walked over to the edge of the floor, pasting on a cheerful smile and leaned over so he could see the trio underneath.

"I'm being extremely clever up here, and there's no-one to stand around, looking impressed. What's the point in having you all?" He quickly retreated and caught sight of Rose's amused expression. "A bit much?" He asked.

"A bit, yeah." She grinned. Oh, how he loved that tongue touched grin of hers.

"Well then," He started as Rory, and then River and Amy, stepped up from the stairs. "Time isn't a straight line; it's all bumpy-wumpy."

"And timey-wimey." Rose added.

"Exactly." He winked at her and made her chuckle. "There's loads of boring stuff, like Sundays and Tuesdays and Thursday afternoons. But now and then there are Saturdays, big temporal tipping points when anything's possible. The TARDIS can't resist them, she..."

"Hang on." Amy cut in, stopping him mid-rant. "Before we go into that," She waved a hand towards the scanner. "I want to know exactly who Rose Tyler is." She finished with a hard stare in Rose's direction.

"Yeah," Rory nodded, walking up to stand beside his wife. "Who is she, Doctor?"

"Is she your new companion?" Amy looked at him with a hurt expression.

"She's an old companion of mine." He said, hoping Rose wouldn't take offense at his choice of words. "We ran into each other again shortly after I left you." He didn't want to go into the details of how exactly they had 'run' into each other again; it wasn't something they needed to know.

"How long's it been, Doctor?" Amy continued; attempting to take a step forward but Rory placed a hand on her arm, stopping her. "How long's it been since you dropped us off? A year? More?"

"Three days." He confessed, grinding his teeth in growing irritation.

"Three days?" Amy scoffed, exchanging a glance with Rory. "He sure moves on quickly." She added under her breath, apparently only expecting Rory to hear him, but with his superior biology he heard every word and had to stop himself for saying something rude. "Is she going to stay here with us?" She asked him.

"She will stay for as long as she wants." He challenged Amy with a look that dared her to say anything else. She glared at him just as intently.

"She has a voice, you know." Rose cut in, breaking the tension between them. He turned his head to look at her as she came up to him, giving him a small smile before continuing so she stood between them. "I'm not trying to take your place, Amy." She took in a deep breath. "The Doctor and I go way back," She glanced at him. "I'm gonna stay with him for as long as he wants me to," She gave him a small smile and he smiled back. If he got his way, she would stay with him forever. "But..." She turned back to Amy. "The TARDIS is big enough for all of us and I will not stand between you and the Doctor."

Amy didn't say anything at first, she just looked at Rose. Rose didn't say anything either, she stood quietly as Amy took her in.

"Fine," Amy nodded, and then turned her attention to him. "You were saying earlier." Completely changing the topic.

So she was going to play it that way, he huffed. Two could play that game.

"Space, 1969." He spun around to the scanner again, seeing Rose's eye roll in his peripheral. "As I said, the TARDIS loves a party, so I give her 1969 and NASA, 'cos that's space in the '60s, and Canton Everett Delaware III, and this is where she's pointing." He spun the scanner around for Amy to see.

"Washington DC, April 8th, 1969." Amy read out loud. "So why haven't we landed?"

"Because that's not where we're going." His gaze flickered over to Rose and he could tell that she did not approve of what he was trying to do.

"Where are we going?" Rory asked.

"Home!" He exclaimed. "Well, you two are. Off you pop and make babies." He turned to River. "Dr Song, back to prison. Me..." He pulled a few levers. "Well, I'm taking Rose to see the fall of Alexander the Great. I promised her an adventure you see, and I have it on good authority that something iffy was going on with him before his death."

"Doctor." Rose said softly, and he deflated. With a sigh, he flopped down on one of the jump seats, rubbing his forehead in frustration.

"What?" He looked up at them annoyed. "A mysterious summons? You think I'm just going to go?" He caught Amy's eyes. "Who sent those messages? I know you know, I can see it in your faces. Don't play games with me." He could feel the Oncoming Storm brew in his eyes. "Don't ever think you're capable of that."

"You're going to have to trust us this time." River said, and he snapped.

"Trust you? Sure." He stood up and made to walk over to her when he felt Rose's hand on his arm. He looked at her and she shook her head slowly. The storm dissipated when he saw the worry in her eyes.

"Trust me." Amy piped up, and he broke his gaze with Rose so he could walk over to her.

"Okay." He said, standing in front of her.

"You have to do this, and you can't ask why." She pleaded, and it broke his hearts.

"Are you being threatened? Is someone making you say this?" His eyes roamed hers for an answer.

"No," She shook her head.

"You're lying." He could see it on her. She was keeping something from him.

"I'm not lying." She denied.

"Swear to me." He needed to make sure he could trust her. "Swear to me on something that matters."

"Fish fingers and custards." She said with a small smile, but it was enough.

"My life in your hands, Amelia Pond." He turned away from her and walked over to Rose who stood by the jump seat.

"Thank you." He heard River say but ignored her. He wasn't ready to trust her yet.

"Canton Everett Delaware III." Rose said and looked up at him.

"Yeah," He nodded and grabbed her hand. He didn't miss the look Amy was giving them. "Who's he?"

"Ex-FBI, got kicked out." River read off the scanner.

"Why?" He frowned and Rose squeezed his hand.

"No idea." River answered. "Six weeks after he left the Bureau, the President contacted him for a private meeting."

"1969," He searched his memories. "Who's president?"

"Nixon." Rose answered before River had a chance to. "What?" She said when she noticed his surprised looks. "I did used to pay attention in school before Jimmy." She told him with an annoyed huff.

"Yeah," He grunted. "Jimmy." Rose had told him all about Jimmy Stone and that name always made him angry.

"Don't," She shook her head at him and he nodded once before letting her go so he could walk up to the console.

"Okay," He told them. "Since I don't know what I'm getting into, I'm being discreet, putting the engines on silent."

"Good luck." He heard Rose chuckle but he ignored her and flipped a switch. Instantly a loud metallic screech was heard but he was not one to admit he had made a mistake, so he continued on, and all of a sudden the sound stopped. He poked his head around the console and found River standing close to the switch.

"Did you do something?" He frowned. He had forgotten she knew how to fly the TARDIS. Just great.

"No," She smiled sweetly at him. "Just... watching."

"Putting the outer shell on invisible." He ignored her obvious attempt at innocence and went over to another panel. "Haven't done this in a while, big drain on the power."

"You can turn the TARDIS invisible?" Rory asked. Why were they all so surprised? It's not like Rory could fly the TARDIS himself.

He pulled another lever, making blinding spotlights switch on in the entire room. Before he had a time to fix it though, River puller another lever and made them turn off.

"Very nearly." He heard her say to Rory, and exchanged an irritated look with Rose who just seemed amused by the whole display. With a pout, he walked over to the scanner, noticing it had turned off.

"Okay," He banged on it, but didn't have the patience to fix it. "The scanner won't work while we're cloaked so just... Give me a mo." He ran over to the door, deciding to take the old fashioned approach. He was about to open the door when he noticed the others following him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," He put a hand up. "You lot, wait a minute. We're in the middle of the most powerful city in the most powerful country on Earth. Let's take it slow."

"And you call me jeopardy friendly." Rose rolled her eyes.

"Well," He shrugged. "You are." He quickly exited the TARDIS before she had time to retort.

A/N

I hope you liked it and let me know if you find the the story not original enough, I try and reinvent the lines from the original script, as well as add new ones, but it's always hard to notice it all yourself.

Btw, I've created a playlist on Spotify where I will upload each new song after every chapter. It's called 'More than words' after the title of the story and my username us 'Käglinge'. I'm not sure if you need the dots over the 'A' when you search for it but otherwise it's easy to just copy and paste.

Have a great week and as always, watch Game of Thrones. Hodor salutes you.