chapter 7! I hope you've liked the story so far :)
The next trip the Torchwood did was to the planet of New Earth, where New New York was. Actually, according to Rory, it was really New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York. The 15th since the original, but at that Amy just told him to shut up.
John was standing alone across the field of pure green grass, looking towards the city of New New York, a smile across his face, as someone suddenly pushed him slightly, and he turned around and smirked at Rose.
"Impressed?" she asked.
"Quite. This is beautiful", John nodded, turning back towards the city.
"Nothing an analyst has ever seen, I suppose?" Ron entwined her arm with John's. She pulled him to sit on the grass. John took off his overcoat to give them something to sit on.
"Absolutely. Thank you for taking me here", John smiled, his eyes still fixed on the city.
"My pleasure. Anything for my bloody idiot", Rose said, looking towards the city herself.
John turned his head quickly towards her, and repeated: "Your bloody idiot?"
"Oh, shut up", Rose chuckled, still not meeting his eyes.
"I just want you to know", John said after a bit of silence and gazing at the city. This time Rose turned to him. "I'd be here with you rather than anybody else." He didn't know why he said it. He just wanted to.
"Well, you might make it to my top 10 list of people to hang out with", Rose joked.
"Yeah?"
"Or top 50", Rose laughed out loud.
"Right!" John chuckled as well.
"John, thank you..." Rose said after she'd stopped laughing.
"For...?" John asked, fixing his eyes on her.
"Being my friend."
Look who's getting soft", he smirked.
"The things you do to me", Rose sighed dramatically and lay down on John's jacket, closing her eyes.
After they left New New York, with a lot of products, mostly purchased by Rory and Jack, that said: "I heart New New York" or the "New New York Yankees", John was sitting in their ship, ready to set sail back to Leeds.
"Might have been a waste otherwise, especially considering the amount of junk our 'professional' crew bought, but this trip did make me realize something", Donna Noble said as she walked over to John.
He was a bit taken back. Donna had never really talked to him alone before.
"What?" he asked.
"You and Rose", Donna said, like it was obvious.
"What about us?" John said, and immediately broke eye contact with Donna, nibbling at the reading glasses he had with him.
"I'm not stupid, John. I see the way you look at her", Donna chuckled.
John looked around, as if to see if anyone else had heard, and then turned to Donna.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Donna shook her shoulders and gave him an all-knowing smile. "I'm just saying... If you fancy her, you better go for it."
"Donna-", John shushed her.
"Don't screw it up. You're the only good thing that girl's got going on", Donna said, with a bit more lowered voice, gesturing at Rose, who was sitting on a seat further from them, reading some book about New New York that Rory had bought.
"Honestly, I don't-", John's last protests were drowned by Donna: "Oh, shut up. I won't tell her", she had noticed him eyeing her.
"And, uh..."
Apparently Donna had read his thoughts.
"And I won't tell her mother, either", she smiled.
"Thanks", John smiled a bit too, a lot more relaxed.
"My pleasure", Donna nodded and offered her hand, which he shook. As she stood up, she said to him: "I'm rooting for you two", and then walked off.
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