Ch. 4

Hey guys, thank for the reviews! I'm astounded at how quickly this story is getting followers! Anyway, I will be at camp and therefore without a computer from Sunday to Friday this coming week, so I will be posting this chapter and hopefully one more before I go.

**DISCLAIMER: I do not own Doctor Who, Significance, and anything related. All credit goes to the BBC and Shelly Crane.

The Doctor and Rose were sitting in the console room of the TARDIS quietly talking about nothing when Rose had a thought. "You said it was bigger on the inside, but just how big is it?"

"Picture the biggest ship you've ever seen. Are you picturing it?"

"Yeah."

"Good. Now forget it. Because this ship is infinite."

Rose giggled and the Doctor stood up and offered her his hand. She took it and they started walking. I'll show you the essentials, but fair warning, she likes to change it all around.

And so he showed her his ship, their ship now, he supposed. He showed her the kitchen, the library, the swimming pool, anything that he thought she might be interested in using, then he started leading her back to the hallway where the bedrooms were. He was a little nervous about this part. They didn't have to sleep in the same bed, probably shouldn't in this stage of the imprint, but he didn't know how to explain the whole situation to Rose without making it awkward.

"So this is the sleep wing. You can pick any door you like and it will be your room."

"Where do you sleep?"

"Er, well I don't sleep much, but when I do, it's just there." The Doctor explained, pointing to the very first room in the hallway, closest to the console room.

"Oh, okay."

Rose went about picking her room. She peeked in many of them, leaving a good distance between his room and the rooms she looked at. Eventually she picked a room, four doors down and across the hall from his. Fair enough, he thought, she seems to have made an executive decision for that problem.

Rose was standing outside of her new room, leaning against the door, not sure what to do. The Doctor moved closer and took a moment to just take her in. She was beautiful, really. She sported golden blonde hair, and these gorgeous brown eyes that he had never in his life seen a match to. Her figure was just perfect, not skinny but so far from fat, in the best way possible. He had to look away for a moment just to get a grip on himself. A moment later he turned back to see Rose looking at him questioningly.

"Wha'?"

"You're beautiful..." he started, "for a human."

He tried to ease the tension that had been created sometime during Rose's hunt for a bedroom. It worked for a little, but Rose was too wound up to laugh. She knew he was attracted to her, she'd dealt with that before, but she had never experienced anything like the fierce protectiveness and overwhelming concern he placed over her. It was both endearing and heartbreaking. Heartbreaking because she'd only just met the man and he treated her better than anyone else ever had in her life. She brushed the thought off because she knew the Doctor could sense her emotions and she didn't want him to think she was sad about the imprint. Far from it, actually, it was the best thing that could have possibly happened to her. Now she had a chance to experience life in the way she'd always felt it should be. Full of adventure and love. She was so excited for it all, so excited to encounter more aliens and be with the Doctor at all times. Rose still had no way of explaining just how much the Doctor affected her. His mere presence around her made her feel intoxicated and she could never get enough of him. He made her feel warm all over when he touched her, like he could draw all of her anxieties away with the touch of his hand. It was amazing. And awkward. She didn't know what kind of boundaries they had yet. Was she going to marry him? Did Time Lords even get married? How soon did he expect her to sleep with him? Would he pressure her?

All of a sudden her calm thoughts had turned into something else and she felt like she couldn't breathe. What had she gotten herself into? Rose started breathing heavily, clutching the wall for support. The Doctor watched on, aching to help her figure it all out, but also realizing that she might need some alone time, or at least a moment to think things through herself. So he let her panic a little bit. She thought about all of the changes she was going to go through in the next couple of weeks and although she was incredibly excited, she was also terrified of what it meant for them. She wondered if she would disappoint the Doctor. She was young, she didn't have much money, a good education, or even an interesting life. She was nobody, mediocre, and she was terrified that the more he got to know her the more he'd see it, too. Also, the Doctor said they would be able to read each other's minds. Did this mean she would never have privacy in her own head? All of these bad thoughts hit her at once and it was almost too much. But Rose was tough and she kept thinking through it all until she suddenly had a thought. It didn't matter. None of it mattered because the Doctor was her's and she was the Doctor's. He could never hate her or find her boring. He wouldn't push her to do anything she didn't want him to. He'd give her privacy when she wanted it, if she wanted it. It would all be okay. Rose opened her eyes and looked at the Doctor. He stared back proudly and came in to cup her face in his hands. He was so glad that she took the time to think through it all now. He was so glad it happened here and not on some alien planet in the middle of an attack.

"Better?"

"Much."

"Good. Now that that's over you should get some sleep,yeah?"

"Yeah."

He leaned in and Rose once again thought he was going to kiss her, but instead he simply pressed his lips to her forehead and left it at that. She sighed internally, oh well, it will happen eventually. With that he left her to her dreams, feeling confident that the TARDIS would supply anything she might need to go to sleep.

The next morning Rose woke up, and after freshening up in her en-suite and then putting on her clothes from yesterday, headed out of her room. She got a surprise when she found that her room had moved since last night. It now stood right across from the Doctor's. Hmmm. She'd have to ask him about that.

She met him in the console room where he was waiting for her, having felt the moment she woke up. "What's on the agenda for today?" she asked.

"I thought we might do some light time traveling. How's that sound? A nice trip to something safe, no possibility of danger?"

"YES!" Rose exclaimed, a little too loudly and a little too quickly, making the Doctor laugh.

"But first some breakfast." the Doctor added before she could get too excited.

They headed to the kitchen where she just had a plain breakfast of cereal and he watched her eat, fascinated.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Already ate, I had a banana a couple of hours ago."

"And you're not hungry for an actual meal now?"

"Nope." he said, popping the T, "I don't have to eat as much as you, superior Time Lord anatomy and such." He goaded on a bit, hoping for a laugh. He earned it and that made his heart swell, seeing his mate happy. She finished up her stuff and then she remembered something.

"Crap! I don't have any other clothes... I guess we could go back to my mum's flat, but she would not be happy. And she'd probably try to talk me out of traveling with you and I don't want to hear it."

"It's all alright, no worries at all, love. We have a wardrobe room. As big as you like with whatever fashions you want. You can go on a 'shopping spree' in there one day. For now you can just go find an outfit you'd like to wear on our adventure today."

Rose happily obliged and soon they were together in the TARDIS console room once again. Rose had chosen a cute and sturdy outfit for the day. The size, type, and style of clothes she was looking for were sitting right in front of her when she entered the room, making her trip short and easy. Now she was ready for some fun.

They leaned against the centre console, flirting a bit, and the Doctor asked where she wanted to go. She picked future, easy, and he starting spinning a weird looking wheel while the TARDIS started wheezing and shaking a bit. And then the Doctor told her where they were. She gave him a look like he could do better, so he spun it again. And again when that wasn't enough. Finally he announced that they were at the end of the world. Earth's final day. Now that caught Rose's fancy.

Before they exited the conspicuous wooden police box, the Doctor grabbed Rose's hand and shared, "Before you go out there, just know that it is going to overwhelm you. I know it already, and that's okay. The moment you start to feel it, I will be there, okay?" She didn't respond with words, but instead with a look of pure admiration and a warm embrace. She pulled back and looked into his ancient eyes and that was all it took for him. He wrapped his arms around her and bent down so that his face was even with hers. Their eyes met once again, and this time his were asking for permission. She was already feeling the affect of his closeness and nodded chastely.

Then he was there, fingers in her hair as he pressed his lips to hers. When their mouths opened together, it was almost like imprinting all over again.

She felt a tingling burn start as her lips and move outwards down her neck, a cold in her veins and hot on her skin as her body zinged with a jolt of tremors and shocks and a heavy fog seemed to blanket the room, like morphine.

The Doctor felt everything she felt, and maybe more. He felt it so hard because not only could he feel it himself, but he could feel what she felt as well. He could feel her affection for him, her desire for more. It was almost too much, but then she pulled back, breathless, and he was grateful because he wasn't sure he would have been able to stop on his own.

"Ah," Rose sighed, "That's what I've been missing with you?" It might as well of been her first kiss because nothing before it even mattered. She was absolutely star struck, and there was no going back for her now.