"Doctor what happened to you," Rose asked, forcing down her laugh.
"My hand was on your temple all night, and what I saw was not good," he said, slurring his words.
Rose frowned, she didn't remember having any bad dreams last night. Some of her dreams had been about her wedding, though most of them had been about the honeymoon. The Doctor still wouldn't tell her about their destination. She shot him her, what on Earth are you talking about, look which he returned with his, equally cute, what on Gallifrey are you talking about, look.
"You had nothing but bad dreams last night Rose. I saw it."
"No, no Doctor I didn't. All of my dreams were about the honeymoon and the wedding."
The Doctor sat down for a while lost in his own thoughts. Rose got up and sat on his lap in the chair he was sitting in and stroked his hair gently. He hugged her, resting his head on her chest. Jackie had left the room a minute ago and returned with a camera and snapped a picture of the couple.
"Mum! What was that for?"
"Sorry Rose, you two just looked so, adorable."
Suddenly the Doctor spoke, startling Rose, "They could have very well been my dreams. But then you would have had them too. I could have accidently tapped into your subconscious."
Rose rolled her eyes, "It looks like someone needs a very strong cup of tea."
A few hours later, the Doctor looked more like his old self. Jackie gave the couch to the pair of them and flicked on the tele. Star Trek flashed on the screen and the Doctor groaned, he hated how inaccurate it was. They finally all agreed on an episode of the show, 'Bones' it was American and they were all curious to see how it turned out. Rose promptly snuggled into the Doctor, her head resting on his lap and leaning into his stomach, legs stretched out and arms wrapped around his waist.
"You comfortable," the Doctor, asked smiling, Rose nodded into his stomach, smiling as well.
The Doctor laughed and put his arm over her, rubbing her arm gently. Jackie smiled at them, they were so cute together. To make it even better, they didn't act flirty on purpose. They acted like they normally would, only they kissed and snuggled. It made Jackie smile to see her daughter so in love.
Later that night, as promised, the Doctor went to stay in the TARDIS, leaving Rose asleep at Jackie's flat. Leave it to Rose to fall asleep early. He told Jackie just to leave her if she had a nightmare, his voice caught in his voice when he said this. The Doctor didn't want Rose to be scared.
"Don't worry Doctor, you are just trying to help her. She will be fine," Jackie said reassuringly.
The Doctor crept into Rose's room kissed her forehead, and place a small camera in the corner of her room. He wasn't going to take any chances with her, not after Canary Wharf.
The next morning the Doctor walked into Rose's room and literally screamed. Rose sat up quickly and winced. She had gone to bed in a tank top that ended just under her ribcage and short-shorts. Looking down she saw most of the skin showing was covered in bruises, she could only see out of one eye because the other was black and swollen shut.
"Doctor," Rose whimpered, tears flowing out of her eyes.
"Jackie! Jackie, I think you need to get in here. Now," the Doctor yelled, not taking his eyes of Rose.
Jackie ran in and gasped. Her baby, her beautiful Rose. Rose turned an eye to her mother.
"Mummy," Rose whimpered, crying even harder.
It had been at least ten years since Rose had called her that. Jackie looked toward the Doctor who was inspecting the camera footage.
Sorry about how short this is. Bit of a filler. I have decided the venue for Rose's and the Doctor's wedding, so that will be posted soon. Read and Review!
