New-New-New-New-New-York

Sheldon opened his eyes, but it didn't help. Darkness surrounded him, eyes shut as well as open. Sheldon didn't like not knowing where he was. It was time to seek assistance from his other senses.

The walls around him felt wooden, and they were very close, making him feel claustrophobic even more so than he had before. In some places tree planks went over the wood, in every corner and across. He was in a box. And not the kind of box that turned out to be a spaceship, no, this was the kind of box that you'd capture and move animals in. They were being treated like animals. And they were moving. It didn't feel like a car as Sheldon had thought, it felt like an elevator. Future cars? Darn!

Sheldon was fully awake now, and his memory was back. They'd kidnapped them and drugged them! He felt his neck with his hand. It hurt. He'd been stung by a needle. Where was Penny? Was she awake?

So, they were being driven somewhere unknown in boxes. Great.

"Penny…?" Sheldon whispered, loud as he could. She had to be here somewhere. Nobody answered. Sheldon decided not to try again, afraid he'd just alarm the drivers, people he assumed not to be very nice.

So as the time went by, Sheldon thought about what to do…

Pasadena

"You totally nailed their asses back there!" Howard took a bite of his burger. They were all eating out as a celebration to their victory.

"Oh it was nothing," Rose said, somewhat shyly.

"Nothing? We'd be dead without you!" Raj chimed in, green grasshopper in his hand.

It was true. The Doctor and Rose had saved the day, and the geologist had lost. When they came out from behind the shed, they'd shot so quickly and suddenly, they'd caused the geologists to hide. In the time period which they were gone, Rose had helped Raj realise that he'd only been shot in the leg, and that he could continue the fight. The whole gang then hid in the houses by the hills, the ones that once belonged to the geologists. Therefrom they could snipe every single one of them as they came. It was all about tactics.

Even though nothing had technically happened, Rose tried to avoid eye contact with the Doctor. She tried to keep herself busy by looking at her food, reading the menu or listen intensely to one of the guys' stories. Rose felt like a teenager again, being shy and all that. What had gotten into her?

"So Rose, did you enjoy today?" Leonard asked.

"Yeah it was really good." Don't look at him, DON'T look at him…

"And you've never gone paintballing before?"

"Nope."

"Amazing…" Raj said in a deep voice. "This is the most fun I'll have for a while now that I'm banished from the university." His expression grew sullen.

"You know that was your fault," Howard said.

"How was it my fault, you started!?"

"But you threw the salad!"

"You had it coming!"

Leonard buried his head in his hands. "I've had enough of this!" He yelled angrily. Rose and the Doctor didn't know what to say, they just kind of sat there, awkwardly.

"Every single time we're out, you act like children! I've had enough of this! Ever since Sheldon left…" Leonard's speech faded as he remembered his lost friend. "I miss him, don't you?"

The guys nodded sadly.

(Half an hour later)

"So," The Doctor said as Rose and him had gone back to 4B. "That was fun right?"

"Yeah it was," Rose said. "But, wow, I'm tired now!" She sat down in the couch, leaning her head back, yawning and stretching.

"D'you wanna watch a movie?" The Doctor asked, innocent smile on his lips.

"Yeah sure." Rose reciprocated his smile, moving a little to make space for the Doctor. "Which movie?"

They ended up falling asleep on the couch halfway through 'The Invention of Lying', Rose's head on the Doctor's shoulder, and with his arm around her.

New-New-New-New-New-York

It had been about six hours when the elevator car finally stopped. Sheldon still didn't have a clue how to get out of this mess. He wished that this was all been one big dream. But it wasn't. They hadn't been killed instantly, an option 'The Slippers' usually chose. Sheldon could only think that they needed them for another purpose. He didn't want to die, but he wasn't sure this was better.

Light. So much, in fact, that Sheldon found it hard to see at first, although he regained his sight quickly. At least five people stood outside, one of them hauling him out of the box he'd been in.

"Cuff 'im." He heard the biggest and most intimidating of the men say. They were dressed almost identically to the guards he'd seen earlier, the only difference was the colour of their uniform. It wasn't black like the guards' had been, it was grey. Sheldon didn't know what this meant. It was weird being in a world where he didn't know everything. He longed for the approval he got at home. Well, not approval, but to Sheldon, the people at homes' glares were enough. It meant they knew he was a genius. In this world nobody knew. It made him sad.

When Sheldon's hand and leg cuffs were on, the guard pushed him out onto the hard pavement of the future. It was night. The smells of big-city had gone. He looked around and saw Penny and Charlotte's dad were there as well. Charlotte's dad was impossible to read, but Sheldon could tell that Penny was scared. She looked at him with that look saying she was lost and she needed help. Sheldon wanted to help her, but he didn't know what to do. So he did what he thought best. He looked at her with all the calmness and confidence he could muster.

The tall buildings and luminous signs around them had gone. They were in some kind of small town, no luminous signs or anything. It seemed to match their own time. Well, except for the floating cars.

"Where are you taking us?" Sheldon asked, voice shaking.

The guard's looked at each other with that amusement in their eyes. 'The rat talks'.

"You're gonna meet the boss soon, he'd like to ask you some questions." The guard holding him said. "Don't worry it's not for a couple of days. You won't die just yet." He chuckled. "Until then, you'll be in a lovely hotel-suite with loads of women and food." This time more guards joined in on the chuckle.

But it was no hotel-suite. No food. No women, even though of this, Sheldon was pleased. They practically got thrown in a dirty cellar made of concrete. No bed, not even a chair! All there was, were some old newspapers, a couple of dim lamps and dirt. A lot of dirt. That was when Sheldon began to cry. He'd probably die from numerous diseases. This place was a bacterial bomb! All the sanitary wipes had apparently been for naught. This was the bitter end.

"Pussy!" One of the guards yelled, grinning mockingly. "Should I drug them again?" He asked the other grinning guard behind him. He nodded maliciously. The guard got out a large needle from his bag, and filled with transparent liquid. Penny screamed.

Pasadena

Rose awoke to the smell of home. She couldn't put a finger on it, but she recognised that smell in a way like no other. A fragrance that made her smile and know it would all work out in the end. She just couldn't figure out what it was.

Rose opened her eyes. And in the moment she discovered the origin of the smell, she couldn't fathom that she'd ever questioned it. It was the Doctor. Of course it was. How could it have been anything else?

The Doctor was adorable when he slept. Rose always woke up after him, so she never got to watch him sleep. Not that she would…

His eyelids began to flutter! Rose didn't really know what to do. She felt oddly excited, not much unlike a teenager would. Only the Doctor make her feel this way.

Should she move away from him, should she pretend to be asleep or what? They were awkwardly close… But before Rose could really do anything, the Doctor opened his eyes and looked at her. Slowly, as his sight lost its blur, he began to smile. It was a mild smile, filled with happiness.

"Morning," Rose said, smiling as well.

"Good morning." The Doctor seemed back to his old self, fully awake now.

"You looked so peaceful, I-I only just woke up." Rose didn't know why she'd said that.

"I know, I felt your head leave my shoulder." He said.

Rose felt her cheeks redden at the Doctor's words. Why did she think this was a big deal?

That's when the Doctor leaned forward slowly, and set his gaze on her mouth, just as he… He kissed her! It was an incredibly soft kiss, making Rose yearn for more, to make the lovely itch that had started in her body, disappear. It tickled her all the way down to her toes! She couldn't help but smile and neither could he.

As they both deepened the kiss, the Doctor's hands slid behind her, feeling her waist gently. Rose went on to feel his hair, his great, great hair. Somehow whilst doing this, the Doctor had guided Rose, with his hands on her waist, to sit on him. So there they were, entangled in each other and on top of each other.

As the kissing became somewhat quicker, they began catching their breath in between kisses. It all became quite heated as Rose began feeling him hard beneath her. A low moan escaped her lips, she was more aroused now than she had ever remembered being in her entire life.

But then the Doctor pulled apart, very abruptly.

"I can't do this," he said, still catching his breath.

How was Rose supposed to react? Had he just done this to mess with her head?

"Why?" She heard herself mumble, on the verge of tears. She was looking down to hide it. God she was pathetic!

She looked up at the Doctor. He looked like he could cry at any moment as well, but he didn't. Was he going to answer her? He just looked completely crushed, but why? He was the one that stopped it. Why did he mess with her head like this!? WHY?

"I-um… I have to get out of here." Rose was still wearing the clothes from last night, so without further thought, she left 4B.

New-New-New-New-New-York

Sheldon was the first to wake up from the second drug-shot they'd been given. He didn't know how long it'd been, but he was guessing a couple of hours. Hours of vital time he'd lost.

He took in his surrounding as calmly as possible. Luckily he was still a bit dazed from the drugs. He promised his mother, he'd never take drugs! He held the guards responsible for that.

And that was when Sheldon remembered his mother's words. 'When you're in a lotta mess Shelly, ya have to act tough, even if there are people that terrify ya, ya gotta terrify them back'. Of course Sheldon hadn't understood it at the time, but at that very moment it seemed to make all the sense in the world!

He had a plan!

Penny didn't know how she'd ended up here. Why she had. She should've just listened to Sheldon. Now they were locked in some smelly cellar that reminded her of one of those god-damned dungeons. She just wanted to go home.

She had to admit though, it had been kind of fun when they'd played spies, what with getting past those guards with tranquilisers and that… But they would probably die now, and she'd never get to see her family or friends again! At least nobody could say her life was boring…

"Auch!" she yelled, as something pinched her hair. What the hell was that? She got up from the floor where she'd been lying. Sheldon was sitting with his back to her, totally concentrated on something in his lap. Penny felt her head where she'd felt the pain. Her hairpin was gone. Wait… She examined the rest of her hair. They were all gone! Sheldon…!

"What have you done with my hairpins?!" Penny asked, pretty annoyed. Sheldon didn't answer.

"Why?" She started. "Why on earth would you steal my hairpins?"

That's when Sheldon turned around, smile twitching. He looked like he'd done when he hadn't had any sleep that time he got stuck.

"Because I'm gonna build a bomb!" He whispered. "Shhhhh!"

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