A/N: Again, thanks so much for all your reviews! I've got an idea of where I'm headed now, so thanks to all who pitched ideas. And sorry this has taken so long.
More-than-words: You'll just have to wait and see.
Everyone else: Thanks! Here's the update, dedicated to all of you!
The Doctor awoke the next morning, unaware of the happenings of the previous night. He was still dressed in his pinstripe suit, but Rose… well she was dressed down… in her lingerie. The Doctor stared at her, gaping in awe. His head ached though, and tore his eyes away from Rose. He vow to never drink again. 6:20am. He'd only had six hours sleep at the most. Dragging himself out of bed, the Doctor tried to trace his mind back to the previous night, and anything that he might have said or done to get Rose in her underwear. He hadn't slept with her at the least. Or had he? No, can't have done. He was still dressed. But then again, he was so out of it the night before…
The first thing that Rose Tyler thought the next morning was the size of her splitting headache. The second thing was that she noticed she was wearing nothing but her underwear. 'God, what happened last night?' she thought. The Doctor wasn't lying next to her, so she quickly tip toed over to the bathroom and wrapped her dressing gown around her body. Then wandering into the kitchenette she saw the Doctor, very domestically cooking eggs.
"Morning sleepy head!" he chirruped.
"How can you be so chirpy at 7:30 in the morning?"
"Easy, Time Lords don't need too much sleep. And as for that nasty headache you're experiencing Miss Tyler, I suggest a quick pop of this."
Rose groaned at this, she hated it when he was bouncy and energetic and she was struggling to stay awake and fight off a splitting headache. It was as if she was a kid again, (not that she still wasn't) and Mickey had taken her down to a pub and they'd stayed up drinking shooters until all hours of the morning. But then again, she'd just done that. However, it was the Doctor, not Mickey who had taken her drinking.
"Say Rose, do you have any idea what happened last night?" the Doctor said, slightly less silly, but still holding that bouncy demeanour of his.
"All I remember Doctor, is crashing down on the bed at about midnight. You said something I can't quite remember, and we did something too, dunno what though… Did we? Do you think?"
"That's what I want to know. Do you think a medical centre could tell us?"
"You're the Doctor."
"Too right I am."
IOIOIOIOI"Hi, I'm the Doctor and this is Rose, we're just here for a check-up."
"Have you got an appointment?" the receptionist asked not looking up.
"No, just popping in quickly."
"Well you're lucky he's not too busy today, Dr. Harkness will see you shortly. Just take a seat over there."
Rose looked at the Doctor. "Impossible right?"
"Yes. Although, I do like impossible," he grinned. Was it possible?
"I bring life"
The words resounded through the Doctor's head. Was it possible in that, when the Time Vortex was in Rose, that she re-awakened the dead, and brought Jack back? Then again, all they knew was a surname.
"He's ready for you now."
The Doctor offered Rose his hand, which she willingly accepted and they stepped into the office.
"Well I don't believe it!" an American drawl said. "Rose Tyler. There's a face I never thought I'd see again. Quite glad I have too, looking fine m'lady. Who's your friend?" Jack asked engulfing a shocked Rose into a hug.
"That's the Doctor," she squeaked through Jack's crushing hug.
"No… You're kidding me right?"
"No she's not Jack. Time Lords, you said we were a myth, I suppose regeneration is too…" The Doctor said offering a handshake to a shaken Jack.
"Of course… Still, I preferred the leather… You're looking rather dashing still – "
" – Uh, lets stop right there," a dignified Rose interjected.
"Yes, how unprofessional of me. Doctor/Patient, well, Doctor/Doctor relationships, they are frowned upon. Now, what seems to be the matter?"
"Jack, we need you to run a test to see if we've made sexual contact within the last twenty four hours."
"Oh… I see what's going on here…"
"Jack!"
"All right. Strictly professional, mind you, when I knock off, I want answers. Okay, I just need a swab of both your saliva and the test results will be back within the minute."
Jack took the ordered saliva swabs and ran them through a very advanced computer. He smiled his mega-watt smile at them while they waited awkwardly, hardly the reunion any of them expected. After a while the computer pinged and it printed out the results.
"Well, what's the damage?" the Doctor asked anxiously, unsure what answer he wanted to come out.
Jack surveyed the paper, his eyes going wide," So much for no hanky panky going on in the TARDIS!"
So, I wasn't planning on Jack being in the story, it just sort of happened… And as for the Doctor being able to use his mind reading to figure out the missing events, I know he could've done that, but it was necessary for him not to so Jack could be introduced. But, what is he doing in this timeline? Is he stranded? And why is Captain Jack Harkness swapping his title for a much less sexy Doctor Jack Harkness? All will be revealed next chapter if you review!