AN: Sorry it took a while to update (not that anybody was checking...). These past two chapters have just been me (Lucy) writing because we all just got out of school for summer and have gone our different ways (Julia to EUROPE, Ophena to Santa Cruz, and Grace off to somewhere without internet..wow how unfortunate) so this is a singular voice. Hopefully I will be able to convince them to write more on this story, and if not, I know at least one of them is working on a separate one. Thank you so so much for the lovely reviews...I've never had my work posted before so it's nice to have positive feedback. Even if it's not all true...thanks anyways! And I'm currently writing on an iPad so sorry for the typos and whatnot..stupid autocorrect...

The Doctor nestled into Rose Tyler's warm neck, forcing himself to stop crying and instead inhaling the scent of the pink and yellow girl. Or rather, his pink and yellow girl. She smelled warm and nice, a mixture of shampoo (minty goodness; oh wait, he wasn't supposed to know that!) and bananas. Where did that come from? he wondered silently, realizing that he was rubbing off on her in more ways than one.

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Rose Tyler's dream shifted to one where she and the Doctor were cuddled up on her bed, breathing synchronized, her head resting on his chest. She opened her eyes a bit and poked him on the cheek, prompting the dream Doctor to wake up. Rose lifted her head and tilted it towards his, searching his face for the signs she wanted to see, that said it was okay to proceed. Finding those, she leaned towards him and gently kissed him on the lips.

It was then that Rose woke up to find herself in exactly the same position as the dream.

"Hello, Rose Tyler," he whispered, smiling gently, not at all opposed to their closeness. "What a lovely way to wake up."

Rose fell back onto the bed, turning away from the Doctor so he wouldn't see her blush. "Sorry!"

"No, I don't mind. Not at all, not at all," he stammered. Rose smiled although he couldn't see her, pleased with his reaction. "I mean, if that is what you wanted to do, that would be perfectly fine. More than fine. Okay, it would be great. I mean..." he broke off, definitely embarrassed now. Rose shifted herself until she was lying much closer to the Doctor, facing him. "Not good?" He winced at the grin on her face.

"Well Doctor, I would actually beg to differ. Very good. Very good indeed, Mr. Smarty Pants who can't even talk to his best friend without blushing," she teased. "In fact, there's something I've been meaning to tell you...for a while. A very long while."

The Doctor's face positively lit up in comparison to his earlier expression. He'd been thinking that same thing last night, but he couldn't bear to wake Rose just to tell her that. In fact, judging by the clock on Rose's bedside table and his superior time lord senses, he'd been waiting at least six hours to tell her that. Not that he was counting, but exactly six hours, thirty-eight minutes, and seventeen seconds. Now eighteen, nineteen...well, he got the idea.

"Um...well, erm, the thing is...I've been waiting quite a while to tell you something too. But you can go first," he generously offered. Anything for his Rose. He could wait to tell her what had been on his mind all night if what she had to say was what he thought she had to say. But then again, he could be very wrong.

"No...that's okay, you can go first," she said shyly, staring up into his large eyes.

"Are you sure? Because I wouldn't mind if you-" his sentence was cut off by a loud banging noise coming from the TARDIS's doors.

"Oh, shoot! Really? Aliens, now?" he grumbled. Normally he'd be okay with this, but he had been about to confess his undying love for Rose Tyler (or she to him). This was unacceptable.

Still dressed in his familiar pinstriped trousers and blue shirt, but lacking shoes, a tie, and a jacket, the Doctor raced to the control room, Rose hot on his heels, looking adorable in her sleep attire (a slightly see-through T-shirt and sweats). Not that anybody was checking.

"Couldn't you at least wait until-" the Doctor practically yelled out the open TARDIS doors, stopping mid sentence, clearly shocked by the sight that lay before him. "Oh."

Two reptilianoid aliens stood outside the door, dressed in armor and carrying unnecessarily large guns (all guns were unnecessary in the Doctor's opinion, unless they were needed to keep Rose Tyler safe). Their surroundings were perhaps even more bizarre. The TARDIS appeared to have landed in the middle of an alien metropolis, complete with 'flying saucers,' alien (haha geddit) skyscrapers of some strange architectural type, and a very colorful population.

"Excuse me sir, if you'd please accompany us this way," the larger of the two creatures said, motioning with his gun to the left. Rose was, to the Doctor's great relief, hidden in the shadows of the TARDIS. The aliens apparently didn't notice her, and he would make sure it stayed that way.

"I'm sorry, but why exactly would I need to do that?" the Doctor asked politely, noting the official-looking crest on the aliens' armor. The creature's voice was emotionless, eerily so.

"You are violating city ordinance number 572382304 by parking your unauthorized vehicle on royal grounds. I'm afraid that you will have to be held for questioning and your vehicle taken into custody for the time being." It was the smaller one that spoke this time, his voice showing the same lack of character.

The Doctor gave a subtle glance back into the TARDIS at Rose Tyler as they led him away, warning her not to follow. The door swung shut of its own accord, leaving the Doctor to the mercy of whatever government this strange planet had to offer and Rose to mope in the TARDIS, angry with the Doctor for leaving her (and in the middle of a discussion!).

The Doctor couldn't help but smile as he noted that he had no shoes, jacket, or tie. Brilliant, he thought. Barefoot on alien ground. This ought to be interesting!

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AN: This hasn't been reviewed, read over, edited, or even seen by any other human being but myself before publishing. If you catch any obvious mistakes, please, please, please point them out in a review! Oh, and since I forgot for nearly every chapter...

DISCLAIMER: We do not own BBC, 'Doctor Who,' Rose Tyler, or the Doctor. Much as I'd love to...but no, unfortunately these are run by some insanely brilliant people who care not for the feelings of innocent fangirls. *Sob*

AN: Thank you so much to all reviewers/favoriters/followers! When I checked the story today and saw 600+ views and 12 reviews...OH MY GOD I freaked out! Thanks everyone! Also, any ideas for chapter 5? I have no idea what should happen next as of yet...