So next chapter, it takes place right before Tooth and Claw.

Chapter 10: Sometimes He Gets Captured Too

After having been kept inside for about a week everyone was ready to go on adventure. So after arguing for a few minutes on where to go the TARDIS settled the argument by lighting up the random button.

"I guess we should just wing it then." Said Rose with a smile.

"I guess so." The Doctor sauntered over and hit it. The TARDIS shook and everyone grabbed hold of something, except Rose who fell into the Doctor who caught her and held her because he didn't want her to fall. At least that's what he told himself. I'm just concerned for her well being. Rose didn't mind. I wish he would hold me like this more often. Jack rolled his eyes. They're so cute. But I kind of feel like a third wheel.

When they stepped out of the TARDIS the Doctor let go of Rose but kept her hand. She smiled at him.

They had arrived in what seemed like a market. And as the Doctor had been distracted by Rose and her hip hugging jeans, he had forgotten to check what they were in. If he had he would have realized that they were on the planet Zogar 58. And on Zogar 58 it is an offense to wear a long coat in a time of war. So after shopping for about ten minutes. Jack and the Doctor, wearing long coats, were picked up by the police. When they were grabbed Rose went to stop them the Doctor slipped her the psychic paper and said, "We'll find a way out. Wait here and stay out of trouble."

She nodded and stepped back, pretending she was going to obey his orders. Like hell I'm going to stay here and wait. I'm going to break them out. She quickly looked around and stealthily followed them.

She noticed the police, or whatever they were called here, took her friends into a large stone building. It was as tall as a skyscraper, and Rose sucked in a breath and headed inside. Wen asked who she was she held up the psychic paper. She held her breath and hoped that whatever it said they had something like that on this planet. The lady at the front desk let her past she tried to remember what the Doctor had said about this Zogar 58. She could almost hear him in her head.

"The Zogarans are a proud race. This sector wears only short coats, they take offense to yelling and their weakness is in the middle of their spine. Whack 'em right there and they can't get up for about 25 minutes." It had seemed like a random fact at the time, but it was very useful now. She stopped to ask directions once to the chief jailers office. When she was pointed in the right direction she thanked the person and headed off.

When she got to the office she knocked and heard a voice inside, "Come in." When she walked in she held up the psychic paper. "Oh miss Tyler, what an honor to have royalty in our company."

She nodded and said, "Yes, indeed. I have too men that are in my service that have been apprehended for wearing long coats. I apologize, but they are new to this planet and were unaware that it was offense to wear such clothing. I ask that you let them go and it will not happen again." The man considered for a minute.

"I'm sorry miss Tyler but it was your responsibility to make them aware of such customs, so I'm afraid that we cannot let them go. They will be set free in about two months." He replied calmly. Rose gaped at that.

"Two months?" She paused, "Alright, you asked for it." She picked up a chair and hit him straight in the middle of his spine. He was quite heavy, but she managed to drag him underneath his desk. "It's okay, you'll be alright in about half an hour." She patted his head, grabbed the sonic screwdriver that was on his desk and the ring of keys that was on the wall. She thought it was funny that they actually had a ring of keys as she headed to the cells.

The Doctor was frustrated. He has been trying to get out of this cell for a while now but nothing was working. They had taken his sonic when they apprehended him and he had given his psychic paper to Rose. He sighed, he had tried everything. The walls were all solid stone except for this one way mirror like substance that made up the door with a iron lock on the side. The kind where it looks like a mirror on one side and glass on the other. There was no way to get out. Jack had long since given up trying to get out and was doing sit-ups. He paused and looked up when the Doctor started kicking the wall in frustration.

"You know, I know a better way to relieve all the frustration." Jack said with a wink. The Doctor rolled his eyes. He froze when he heard clicking on the lock. The door swung open dramatically.

"Someone need help breaking out of prison?" Rose smiled with her tongue in the corner of her mouth.

"Nice entrance Rosie. I always knew you had a flair for the dramatic." Jack came up and helped her. The Doctor, on the other hand, was fuming.

"I told you to stay there!" He came up to her.

"Thank you Rose, you're welcome Doctor. And no it wasn't very hard to knock out the chief jailer. And yes I was listening to you earlier." She looked at him annoyed.

"You could have gotten hurt, or apprehended yourself!" He yelled.

"So I should have done what? Stayed back and waited for two months until they let you out? I don't think so!" Se was angry as well.

"I would have figured something out!" The Doctor yelled.

"Okay kids, lets stop yelling and get out of here. Or else some people are going to come looking for what's making so much noise." Jack reasoned. He took both of their arms and dragged them out while each of them weren't even looking at each other.

"Oh here's your sonic by the way." Rose handed it to the Doctor.

"Thanks." He replied begrudgingly. Jack rolled his eyes.

"Just shag already!" He muttered. They both glared at him.

When they got back to the TARDIS Rose immediately went to her room and the Doctor just went to tinker with his ship. Jack went who knows where, but the Doctor had to stop tinkering when the TARDIS shocked him every time he touched any wiring. He glared at his ship and went to the library. He thought about what had happened and he immediately felt bad. Rose was only being helpful and she had gotten him out of a tight situation. Maybe he wasn't as worried about her safety as her not needing him and leaving. Now that's a terrifying thought. He pushed it out of his head and thought instead, of a way to make it up to her. How about a concert. 1960 sounded good. Yes, a concert in 1960 tomorrow he resolved and started reading a book.