Welcome to Chapter 4. Things are gonna get cute! Are you sitting comfortably? Let us begin...

When Yaz woke up in the morning everything seemed very quiet, everyone else must have still been asleep. She grabbed her dressing gown, deciding she needed to stretch her legs, and made her way along to the console room, hoping the TARDIS might give her a good film to watch. Her head felt clearer this morning - the talk with Graham had been good, but maybe it was time to take a step back and just get on with things the way they were. No complications.

It was fairly dark, she hadn't actually realised there were lights that could be turned off until now. A small orange glow just about lit her way around and when she turned the corner she noticed a figure lying down on the floor. When Yaz got closer she realised it was The Doctor who seemed to be surrounded by various tools. "Oh you silly mare," she smiled softly. "Be right back," she whispered, quickly realising that was a pointless phrase considering she was asleep.

A short while later Yaz returned from her room with a blanket and pillow, resting the blanket over her and pillow beneath her head. "What were you up to in here last night?" she leant against the pillar beside where the Doctor was sleeping, watching her. Somehow seeing her sleeping was strange - she was always so full of life and running around. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful. Oh… maybe no complications was out of the picture.

Yaz didn't leave her side other than to quickly pick up a book to read while she waited, although it was difficult to read with such a huge distraction beside her. She lost track of time and it was a surprise to hear someone else enter the console room. "Morning Yaz, what are you-"

"Shh," she interrupted Ryan and gestured to the Doctor who was still fast asleep. "I don't know how long she's been out for and there are a lot of tools around here," Yaz whispered.

Ryan nodded, "yeah she kept trying to fix something that I'm pretty sure wasn't broken while ignoring everything I was saying to her about you."

She raised an eyebrow, "about me?"

"Yeah, I assume Graham had the same conversation with you," he asked, taking a bite from the cereal bar he'd brought with him.

"Oh my gosh you were in on it together? Look Ryan I don't want to talk about it right now," Yaz replied.

Ryan nodded, "sure, but you have barely looked away from her in the whole time we've been talking."

Immediately she looked up, making Ryan smirk. "Ergh you're so annoying," she groaned and looked back at her book. She could feel him still looking at her but did her very best to ignore him.

He continued watching her, waiting for Yaz to crack. Graham had clearly already said something to make her think so it was only a matter of time. Only the occasional noise from the Doctor's breathing disturbed the otherwise deafening silence between the two companions. Yaz quickly realised she'd read the same sentence about 20 times and finally shut the book in frustration, standing up. "Why do you two think it's okay to interfere?" she asked firmly but quietly.

Uh oh, she was in 'PC Yaz mode' as the Doctor would say. Useful with dangerous aliens, but actually a little scary on the receiving end. "We're trying to make you two realise what you already know."

"That is a completely pointless sentence," she rolled her eyes.

Ryan shrugged, she wasn't wrong, but it made sense in his head. "Maybe, but you're dodging the point. Why won't you just admit it?"

"It's none of your business."

"Isn't it? Yaz we spend 24 hours a day, 7 days a week together - I mean we have barely have a concept of time but you know what I mean. Quite frankly the two of you are looking increasingly close by the day but neither of you will say it!" He sighed, "it's kinda frustrating."

She shook her head and looked down again briefly, "it's frustrating for you huh? I'm a human woman falling in love with a two hearted alien who doesn't age! It can't ever work - don't you get that?" But when she finished Ryan was just stood there grinning at her. "What?"

"You said it," he grinned. "You said you love her."

"Who does Yaz love? Are they good? Do I need to check them out? Yaz you need to be careful we don't want anyone hurting you-" the Doctor had clearly just woken up but immediately jumped up in defence and a tiny bit of jealousy.

Yaz froze, her heart was thumping away in her chest at the idea she had almost heard what she'd said before. She gave Ryan a pleading look, praying he would get her out of this, but he clearly had other ideas. "Oh you've got nothing to worry about Doctor I assure you," he smiled. "I'll leave you two to it." He chuckled and left the room.

The Doctor watched him leave, completely confused now. She went to take a step towards Yaz but tripped slightly, causing the brunette to rush to her aid, stopping her from hitting the floor. "Half asleep still?" Yaz asked her as the Doctor turned over to look up.

Half asleep maybe, but she was currently lying in Yasmin Khan's arms so there wasn't a lot to complain about. "Um, yeah. Big sleep that one, don't always sleep - must have got tired. Sometimes happens when I'm fixing things, she's a difficult machine to crack, lots of little bits to-" she was mumbling, Yaz had told her about that before. She needed to start a new topic, think Doctor, engage brain. "You're very pretty Yaz," she spoke and immediately regretted it. She could have gone for anything - the weather, random facts about the plant Gloras, but no. Yaz was there, just looking beautiful, and without thinking she had spoken.

How was Yaz meant to respond to that? Had she meant it? She seemed confused this morning maybe it was just that talking or maybe… just maybe… "I um-" damn why could she not get her words out?

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-" the Doctor started and managed to stand herself up, straightening her clothes out. "That was very unprofessional of me."

"When have you ever been professional?" Yaz stood up also, taking a deep breath. "It was nice. What you said, thank you. You're actually kinda beautiful too." Now that was unprofessional - lucky she wasn't at work.

The Doctor looked down at herself, scrunching her face up, "really? I've not done beautiful for a long time. Last time was old, before that the hair was a mess and oh my chin was huge. I suppose before that was pretty hot, I mean given how things went with Rose I suppose I can't have been that bad."

Yaz confidently raised an eyebrow, "Rose eh? Do I have competition?"

"Oh no Rose lives in a parallel universe with a human copy of my previous previous previous incarnation," she counted them out on her fingers. "That bit gets confusion. Wait- competition? Since when were you… competing? Besides you're the one in love with someone else if anyone should be competing it's me."

Well this was a bit of a mess. "Oh Doctor think about it, I've barely been on Earth in months who could I possibly have fallen for?" Yaz slowly walked towards her again and grabbed the edge of her jacket. "Think about it."

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