Hello, still alive here! It's been more than a year I know I suck, but I've actually had some inspiration for this story lately so here I am.

I don't own Doctor Who

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It was an accident that brought them back together.

They both had been avoiding each other like the plague. Rose didn't want to make things worse and James couldn't stand to just be friends so the most contact they'd had with each other were head nods and polite hello's in the hallways.

A 5 car pile-up changed all that.

"Dr. Tyler! You're needed in the ER immediately." A nurse had flagged her down.

"Why? What's going on?"

"5 car pile-up. The first ambulance'll be here in 5."

That was all it took to send Rose running.

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James was pacing the hallway outside of the ER. So far it had been pretty smooth sailing as Chief of Surgery. A few small crises here and there but nothing too major. This would be the first major crisis with him in charge and would determine his ability to adequately run a hospital. He was a little stressed to say the least.

"Have they arrived yet? The ambulances?" He whipped around to see Rose standing before him with wide eyes.

"No. No, they're not here yet."

"What are you doing out here?" She asked with a furrowed brow like she just noticed that they were standing in the middle of the hallway.

"Nothing I just, er, came to check that we had enough, um, bandages." He mentally kicked himself.

"Bandages." She repeated dubiously. "You came to check for bandages."

"Yeah. Yeah I did and it looks like we have enough so that's, you know, that's good."

"Right, yeah, why are you really out here?"

He sighed in defeat. "I'm nervous, ok? This is my first huge crisis and I can't screw it up. If I can't handle this then I'm looking for another job."

"You think you can't handle this?" He shrugged. "Oh, please. You're the best surgeon I've ever met and probably the smartest guy I've met too. People listen to you, they respect you. You'll do great."

"You think so?"

"Yes, but don't let it get to your head." She teased.

"Well, everything you say gets to my head."

The smile on Rose's face melted off as she realized he was being serious. James' stare was intense and it flickered down to her lips. She couldn't help but lick them as she returned the gaze. Rose suddenly realized they were only about 6 inches apart and that she was leaning forward, subconsciously closing the gap between them until he finally leaned his head down, erasing those final few inches and pressed his lips to hers.

She didn't respond at first, her brain still trying to catch up, but when it finally did it was like she was making up for lost time. She opened her lips and let his tongue through, deepening the kiss as she dug her fingers into his hair and pulled on the chestnut strands. He groaned into her mouth and Rose sighed into his.

But suddenly, doors were slamming open and people were shouting and they broke apart, their foreheads resting against each other.

"We have to go." She whispered.

"Yeah." He said regretfully. And with one final press of lips, they pushed through the door and into the ER, James shouting orders at everyone and Rose being pushed into an examination room.

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Rose dropped onto one of the beds in the on-call room, exhausted and utterly spent. She had performed two emergency surgeries, going from one OR to the next. She'd had to leave so soon after the first one that she didn't even have time to close up.

James had, like she expected, done wonderfully. He told everyone to be where they needed to be and do what they needed to do. Of the people that came to New Hope, there had been no deaths, a solid victory for everyone.

And even while she had been preoccupied with surgery, the kiss stayed in the back of her mind. Even now she couldn't stop thinking about it. How soft his lips were, his silky hair, everything. She sighed and shook her head, clearing her thoughts. She was too tired to think about the kiss and its implications right now.

She had just laid down when the door opened.

"Look, I've had a long day and if you're just coming in here to have sex then you can shove off." She said without looking to see who it was.

"Well, there goes my plan." She looked up to see James smirking at her.

"Oh, um, sorry I thought you were someone else." She blushed furiously and looked away.

"I can tell." He pushed off the door where he was leaning and sat down next to her on the bed. "I saw you come in here and I thought maybe we should talk. You know about what, er, what happened."

Rose sighed. She didn't particularly want to talk about it right this minute, but she knew they would have to at some point so she nodded. "Yeah, yeah I think that's a good idea."

"Brilliant." He said, grinning. "I thought-"

"Wait." Rose said, interrupting him. "Before you say anything let me say this. That was- it was a mistake. It was my fault I shouldn't have, um, started it, but I stand by what I said before. We can't do this, James. I can't risk everything for something that might work out. I'm sorry, again, but I still think we should just be friends."

"You don't think that. I know you don't." He held up a hand to stop her when she tried to interrupt. "No, I know you felt what I did during that kiss. You have feelings for me, Rose, you can't deny it. And I have feelings for you too. And this won't "might" work. It will work. I know it will work if you would just give it a chance."

He stood up and opened the door.

"I'll leave you alone for now, but don't think it's because I've lost interest. I'll wait for you, Rose. Now get some rest, you did good today."

He left and closed the door behind him, his words still ringing in Rose's ear.