Author's Note: This was a long one! Sorry! Please enjoy I swear it's going to get even more heated soon. I smell -sniff- -sniff- a holiday coming on. Any ideas just send me a review always need a hand. I do not own any of these characters! Disclaimer **
The couple glanced at each other but did not share the same look. The Time Lord's face reflected a mix of anxiousness and a bit of fear. He had traveled across the space and time facing his very doom more than once, but nothing really put fear into into his heart like the face his Rose Tyler was giving him now. Those pink filled lips that were just laying gentle kisses upon his rugged skin now were pursed together. Her dark emerald green eyes pierced right through him. Before the dumbfounded man before her could even begin to form words she placed a finger onto his lips. "Don't... Just don't. Alright?" At the moment she was praying for this "parallel" Martha to just get the hint and leave. Maybe she'd leave and they could get on with their lazy day together.
"Open up! I can hear your telly I know you're there!" The lady's voice rang through the flat and had surely was annoying the neighbors. "I just want a quick chat, I promise."
The Doctor felt bad about ignoring the sounds of the parallel Martha, but he knew it was for the best. Treating the original Martha so very badly would always hang above his head. Leaving her alone was going to help her and if his adventures had taught him anything it would probably save her life as well. In the corner of his eye he spotted Rose's curves moving about. "What are you doing?"
"We are going to talk with her, get up now please." Rose spoke with an empty voice. After replacing her panties her luscious body wiggled into a pair of jeans with a rather large tear down the right leg and a smaller tear to the left. "We can't just leave her out there, it's rude. I'm sure I'd be curious too if some random scrawny man knew my name then disappeared right after . In fact I think I'd go looking after him trying to find some answers." It made her smile a little thinking of how she had done the same thing when she first ran with her beloved Doctor, searching for trouble and finding it. "All I'm saying is that we shouldn't hide like this. Plus, I have nothing against this Martha or other Martha I guess... Who wouldn't fall for The Doctor?" The knocking at the door was getting boisterous, Martha was really loosing patience. "Hold your horses!"
The man sat straight up in bed staring upon his flower. 'How could I possibly get this lucky?' He really was listening to her and she made a good point as usual, but he simply didn't want to move. Watching his Rose undress to dress again was absolutely hypnotizing. A low low-pitched groan emitted from his throat before rolling out and onto his feet straight to his love. "Fine. Just quickly though. Your father told us to lay low and I just don't think reuniting with the parallel universe version of an old companion will help achieve that. I'm actually pretty sure that it'll some how make it worse so lets just crawl back into bed. Did I ever give you one of those massages I learned from Confucius? Quite the handsy man actually, quite the ladies man. If I remember he smelled a lot like apricots... No it was peaches defini -"
"Doctor, stop." Rose was fully dressed with her lips planting themselves on the crook of the worrisome Doctor's neck. "You're rambling again. Who said anything about reuniting? Just I don't know get to know her and send her on her way."
That adorable scrunched up face showed up again. "Well who said I wanted to get to know her? Maybe I wont like parallel Martha." Spoke the Time Lord only half jokingly.
"You want to know her, she was your friend. I know what we all mean to you. You need to go out there and at least talk to her. Make your peace."
"You're right..." He gave up. Rose could see through him so easily sometimes. "I really thought of you as the jealous type Rose. I'm actually a bit disappointed." Just as he was about to walk toward the front door he felt a small patch of his neck being suckled on. Rose's lips were so soft but her hold on him was quite rough it was an intoxicating mixture. It took him so much by surprise that he had no idea what to do with his hands. Just watching her head slightly bob to suckle harder made his knees feel a little weak. "R-Rose... The door Rose."
Where she finally let go was slightly sore. The Doctor had never had a hickey before it felt so strange, tender, and yet very passionate. "I am absolutely not the jealous type." Knowing that she had just baffled her speechless Time Lord Rose strutted off to the front door. She took a deep breath before unlocking her flat's door.
There stood a distraught Martha Jones. Her hip popped out sharply while her left arm rested on the threshold. "Oi, you're that girl he was with yeah? What's the deal with keeping me waiting so flippin' long?" With her eyes piercing right through Rose Martha just about pushed herself through. "Where is he? I know he is here."
"Whoa, first of all I'm going to ask you to lower your voice at me. Second, who said you could even come in?" Her tone was rather sharp and it must have triggered something in parallel Martha.
"Lower my voice? How about you watch that tone of yours. If you don't I think I might have to give you one good slap." Martha had been getting dangerously close to her and starting to push Rose's buttons for sure.
The Doctor had been watching from the other room for only a second before jumping on into the conversation before someone erupted. "I believe you're looking for me. Rose please..." He gestured her to sit close by his side. "Now first things first. How'd you find me?"
The parallel girl's corner lip lifted to make a devilish smile. "You, mystery man, are much more handsome when I'm sober." Her elongated legs just about pranced over to as close as she could get herself. "At first I had no concern about you knowing me, just another wanker messing with me, but then my friend Riley said he recognized your cow."
Rose's whole body became erect and all too close to Martha's "Cow?!" Her fist shook at her sides, this woman was so aggravating. All she could hear was the sound of someone scratching their fork against a plate when she spoke. "What's that suppose to mean stick? How about you run along and eat a sandwich?"
"Rose!" The Doctor's words were stern and telling her to sit back down before an all out row started in the flat. God forbid that because he wasn't even sure he could stop that at all. It was quite the thought though, he wondered who would win. "Martha, get on with it."
"Well he said he knew Rose because he knew someone who knew somebody that knew she was Pete Tyler's daughter. If someone who is that closely tied with a person like Pete Tyler was asking about my name I figure I need to get some answers. So how 'bout it? Who are you? Why are you and your oxen asking 'bout me? Actually, why are you the ones grilling me?" Everything poured out of her mouth at once. So fast that it took both Rose and The Doctor a second to fully comprehend it all.
With a clamped jaw the struggling Time Lord thought hard to himself. This Martha was different obviously. Every time he met someone from the other universe they had a trait that was just off. Mickey's double was actually stronger and rather a badass. So this Martha's temper and attitude seem out of sorts. "Now look, you don't talk to Rose like that! … I can't exactly tell what might happen to you. I was the one who came up to you, me, not her. As for us..." He gestured between the two of them. He couldn't think of a elaborate lie just yet. It was still brewing. In only a few seconds she had to make up some absurd reason to why he just happen to know her and randomly talk to her on the streets. Even with her annoying attitude this Martha still resembled his Martha so he couldn't just press her away too crudely. "My names The Doctor and you've met Rose. As her and I were walking back to her flat I uh... I just remembered you from one of your h-hard night of uhmm... Drinking. Yeah! Boy do I loves me a nice big 'ol pint."
The lie sounded horrendous, too vague and sort of insinuated that she partied too much. By the look on her face though she seemed to buy it. "Doctor what exactly?"
"You know it really irks me when people don't do the thing." He muttered under his breath.
"Excuse me?"
"Doesn't matter pressing on-"
"Not as interesting as it could have been, but I'll take it." Her voice then began to lower becoming more of a hiss. "So, on this drunken night out how exactly far did we get? A better question, how far could we get tonight?"
Rose's face flushed. Her seat on the couch was abandoned to break between her Doctor and this girl who was just asking for it. "About that slap bitch I'd be happy to provide as soon as possible."
"Aww hon, did some twat mess up your neck?" Asked a provoking girl pointing directly at the recent hickey. "I could fix it."
Her heartbeat sped up to an reasonable pace. The Doctor intervened by wrapping his arms around her waist to drag her away from the potential row, but not just in time before Rose took a scratch at her. "Don't think I didn't hear that oxen thing either. You're really fucking pushing it."
"I think you should leave, now." Her Time Lord commanded.
"A strict side? What a turn on." She giggled.
Rose was trying to breath through her mouth to sooth herself a little more. "Just get." As the door shut behind the leggy ebony haired beauty Rose secured the locks of her door. "So, parallel Martha is a rude little floozy."
As he watched his pink and yellow companion come down from her frustrations he decided to gently wrap himself around her to try to suppress some of the consequences he might see in the near future. "I thought you said you didn't get jealous? What am I going to do with you?"
"Starters you can carry me off to bed and we can finish our lazy day in peace." Rose chimed. Her nose wrinkled while her Doctor did just that. The two of them play wrestled and talked through everything his Rose had missed while apart.
Well, mostly everything...
