Title: J is for Jetlag(10/26)

Author: Evelyn Carver

Rating: K

Summary: The Doctor is used to jumping all over planets and throughout time, but Rose needs some downtime.

Length: 1 108

Disclaimer: Doctor Who & associated. does not belong to me.

Note: This one's not so heavy on the H/C, it's hard to think of anything that starts with J. I'm also a little lost on K.

It truly was a beautiful sunset. The way that the light reflected off the water and off of the falls was magical. Rose turned to the Doctor, happy that nothing had gone wrong for once. Having a peaceful trip every now and then was good and relaxing.

"Doctor, the only thing that would make this better is if there was a chip shop somewhere." Rose declared, getting to her feet as the last rays of sunlight disappeared over the horizon.

The Doctor laughed quietly, "Rose Tyler, after my heart, you certainly know how to end an adventure. But the only way to appreciate Niagara Falls is to come here before humans had a chance to make their mark on the land. It's best this way." He got to his feet and helped her shake out the picnic blanket and fold it neatly away.

After he unlocked the TARDIS and they were making themselves at home in the console room, his stomach growled nosily. "I could go for some chips if you're still up for them." His hand hovered over the controls until Rose nodded.

"I'll be back in a minute; I'm just going to put this stuff away." Rose shouldered the picnic basket and gathered the blanket up in her arms before setting off into the TARDIS. By the time she got back to the console room, she had felt them enter and leave the vortex, hopefully close to a chip shop, spending the day hiking around Canada was exhausting.

The Doctor had put his coat on and was leaning on the door when she got back, hastily fixing her sweaty hair into a ponytail and hurrying across the room to stand by his side as he opened the door. "London, 2005, try to make sure that no one that knows you sees us. We are out of your area, but be careful."

It was shockingly sunny. The sun was almost directly overhead and the streets were full of people on their lunch breaks, moving quickly to make the most of the short time that they had off. The Doctor grinned at her and took her hand, looking both ways for a moment before setting off across the street.

"There should be a decent place selling chips right along here somewhere."

Rose wanted to buy food at the first place at they came across, the Doctor wasn't having any of it. They had walked past three places, none of which met with the Doctor's approval and her feet hurt and she was hungry and exhausted.

"Look Doctor, here's a pub. They sell chips and they're open. Let's get whatever they've got and go back the TARDIS." She tugged on his arm, pulling him towards the open door and the tantalizing smells that were wafting out.

He drew in a long sniff of the air and shook his head. "I really don't think that they've got a good recipe. Come on Rose, if the next place isn't any good we'll turn back and I'll pick one of the shops." He led her further down the road, grumbling about the state of chips in London these days.

By the time they'd walked to the next shop and then turned around to return they way that they'd had come, Rose was exhausted and her feet were aching. The chips that had sounded so delicious less than an hour ago were now sitting heavily in her stomach and she could almost feel the grease running through her veins.

She leaned against the wall of the TARDIS, taking some of the weight off her tired feet as the Doctor fished about for his key and opened the door, holding it for her to slide in before him. She made it up to the console but her feet protested and she sank to the ground to lean against that, looking at the jump seat with just a little bit of longing in her eyes.

The Doctor wiped his hands off on his shirt before touching the console and bringing the TARDIS to life with an array of chips and peeps. She listened as he moved the squeaky dial around and then the softer sounds of his feet on the floor grate and then looked up at him, willing her eyes to stay open.

The grin on his face seemed to speak for itself, so she didn't bother asking him if he was tired. But his next words certainly surprised her.

"So Rose, where to next? I'm thinking of the zero gravity Olympics gymnastics competition. The team from Trill does some very interesting things, you'd like it. And the things that they can do with sports in a hundred years is just amazing."

Rose wondered if he had managed to drink half a dozen energy drinks in the time he'd spent on the other side of the console. He had been up and dressed and working on the TARDIS long before she had pulled herself from her warm bed and put the kettle on for tea.

She grinned tiredly. "We could always do that tomorrow though, right? No rush when you can go anywhere in space and time whenever you want." She yawned not bothering to try and cover it, maybe he would understand how tired she was and finally take a break.

He didn't get it. The insane grin grew a little wider and he tossed an arm around her shoulders. "San Francisco, the Olympics in 2135, a team-"

"Doctor!" Rose pulled away from him. "Let's go tomorrow. I can't enjoy it fully now."

"Are you sick?" He leaned in closer to her face. "I think that we should-"

She cut him off again, "We've been doing things for days! I need a break now. Remember, I sleep and you do whatever you want in the TARDIS for a few hours? I promise I won't take too long. We can be on an adventure again in a couple hours."

The Doctor didn't look happy but she could see the ideas registering with him as he remembered that she was human and just how many hours had it been for them since they'd set off for prehistoric Canada.

"We'll take a short pit stop." He opened the door to the interior of the TARDIS for her. "Your bed awaits."

Rose stumbled over her tired feet through the TARDIS corridors and collapsed on her bed as soon as she found her room. She kicked her shoes off and pulled the blankets around herself, yawning into her pillow. With any luck the Doctor would get immersed in his work and leave her alone to get some sleep.