A/N Thank you for all the lovely comments I am having so much fun with this story!
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Chapter Eleven: How They Came To Be – Part Six: Fun and Games
"I can't believe you." Mickey hissed, as he watched Rose reaching out for the doorknob. "You were going to chase after him, weren't you?" He shook his head in disgust. "You were going to forget about your mum and leave without a second thought to how she is feeling."
"Let it go Mickey," Rose said, refusing to face them. "This has nothing to do with you."
"The hell it doesn't!" He snapped. "The moment you had made up your mind to abandon your sick mum to go chasing after a fantasy, it became my business."
Jackie shifted her eyes from Mickey to Rose.
"Is that true Rose?" She asked, "Were you going to leave me and go chase after the Doctor?"
"Mum…" she brushed her hair out of her face and swallowed hard. "You knew that my whole purpose in finding the Doctor was to reunite with him." she said. "So don't pretend to be shock that I would leave you to go to him."
Tears began to slide down Jackie's face.
Mickey jumped off the bed, grabbed Rose by the shoulders and turned her around to face him.
"Get your fucking hands off me!" she screamed as she struggled to free herself from his grip. "How dare you!"
Mickey got up in her face, the dislike he had for his former girlfriend was written all over his face. "You are one heartless bitch." He spat. "For once in your selfish life, can you put the needs of others before your own?"
Rose stopped struggling and stared into Mickey's brown eyes and began to laugh hysterically.
"Stop sounding like the wounded boyfriend," she said between laughing fits. "You're just jealous that I prefer the Doctor over Mickey the idiot, isn't that what he calls you? Mickey, the idiot?"
Mickey let her go, totally disgusted with her behavior.
"Mickey the idiot! Mickey the dog!" She laughed. "Go fetch my slippers!" She howled in laughter. She flopped on the bed, and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Oh god Mickey, you're such an idiot!"
"Jackie, I'm out of here." He said, as he watched Rose curled up in a fetal position beside her, unable to control her giggling fits. The TARDIS replaced the doorknob. Mickey opened the door and gave Jackie one last look before leaving. "I will see you later."
Rose, realizing the TARIDIS had replaced the doorknob, quickly climbed out of bed.
"Mickey, wait for me!" She cried. "I'm sorry for calling you an idiot." She giggled, trying to control her composure. "No really, I'm sorry." She lunged for the door as Mickey shut it behind him. "MICKEY!" Rose screamed at the top of her lungs. "MICKEY!"
Jackie slowly pulled herself in a sitting position, and stared at her daughter. She was making plans to have her committed once they got back to the parallel universe.
Rose pounded her fist against the door, begging to be let out.
"Rose, love please stop." She sobbed. "Please, stop."
"I can't mum, don't you see I have to get to him." She explained. "He has to know that I did it all for him….all for him." She slumped against the door and began to cry.
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The next morning, the Doctor surprised Martha with breakfast in bed.
Martha stared at the plate in disbelief, she couldn't believe he had actually cooked it with his own two hands.
"What's the matter?" He asked, as she examined the toast. "The food is not to your liking?"
"The food looks gorgeous," she replied, "It's just that…nothing's burnt."
"Did you expect it to be?" The Doctor chuckled.
Martha looked at him, "When we were stuck in 1969, you burnt everything," she reminded him. "The toast…eggs…even the water for our tea. I thought I would never get the burnt taste out of my mouth."
"Er…about that…"he ran a hand through his unruly hair and grinned sheepishly.
"Please don't tell me it was all a ploy to get out of cooking duty."
"…"
"Doctor!" She admonished him. "Really?"
"What can I say? I hate cooking." He said nonchalantly, as he shrugged his shoulders. "Besides, your culinary skills were better than mine."
"Not by much." She huffed.
"Another in a long list of things I am sorry for." He sighed, feeling ashamed of his past action. "I promise to make it up to you."
"I know you will." She agreed, spreading orange marmalade on her toast. "Have you eaten?"
"I had something earlier." He answered, eyeing her toast hungrily. "I had a banana and a cup of tea."
Martha rolled her eyes and sighed. "Doctor…you really have to take better care of yourself." She gave him half her toast. "I'm going to have a talk with Donna to remind her to give you a slap each time you miss a meal." She moved the tray aside and got out of bed. "I'll be back." She went to the kitchen and grabbed the cereal, two bowls, two spoons and the carton of milk and returned to the bedroom and climbed back in bed.
The Doctor smiled as she handed him the cereal and a bowl.
"What?"She asked, as he stared at her intensely. "Do I have something hanging out of my nose?"When he didn't answer her, she began to feel self conscious. "Doctor, please stop staring at me like that."
"I can't help it." He finally replied, filling his bowl with cereal. "You're stunning in the morning."
His words went straight to her heart.
"You have seen me in the mornings before," she replied, trying to clam down her butterflies. "Sometimes, before I had a chance to brush my teeth."
"Yes, but this is the first time I had ever noticed how truly stunning you really are," he confessed. "You are a beautiful woman Martha Jones with a big heart that I am more than aware that I don't deserve, but I promise you, from this day forward, I will never let a day go by without telling you how brilliant you are."
Martha took a bite of her toast and chewed slowly, if she didn't she would have turned into a bucket of mush. Plus, she had no intentions of ruining the best breakfast she had ever eaten.
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The teacher and student spent the rest of the morning and part of the afternoon engulfed in the Gallifreyan language. The Doctor wasn't surprised that his star pupil was a quick learner. After Martha aced her first real exam, the Doctor shut their books informing, Martha they had done enough learning for the day.
"Why don't you put up your books and then we'll figure out how to spend the rest of the day?" He suggested.
"Alright," Martha agreed, gathering up her notebook and reading materials.
The Doctor stood up and stretched his body. "I have to step on the TARDIS for a minute, I shall return."
Martha walked into her bedroom and set her notebook on the dresser, she was on her way out when the white envelope taped to her mirror caught her eye. The words 'Open Me' was written across it in the Doctor's hurried handwriting.
When did he place this here? She wondered, taking the envelope off the mirror.
She opened it and giggled – it was an invitation.
'Dear Miss Jones, you are cordially invited to join me aboard the TARDIS for an afternoon of fun and games….love the Doctor. P.S. dress causal.'
"Okay," she giggled.
Martha checked her appearance in the mirror grabbed the invitation and headed for the TARDIS.
The Doctor greeted her with a mischievous smile as he leaned against the blue box with his arms folded across his chest. "You found the invitation, good." He said, pushing himself off the TARDIS. "Come on follow me."
He opened the door to the TARDIS and ushered her inside.
"What is this about fun and games?" Martha asked, as she walked up the ramp.
"Be patient, Martha Jones." He said with a twinkle in his eyes. "Just follow me."
Martha followed him into a room she has never seen before. She glanced around the room and laughed – the room resembled a classic video arcade, filled with many of the classic table games, pinball machines, Ms Pac Man as well as some of the latest games such as Wii, Xbox 360 and PS3.
"You are such a guy," she said. "Are you a gamer?"
'Timelordginger, is what my legions of fans calls me," he replied with a smirk.
"Does Donna know?"
He nodded. "Ms Pac Man is her favorite." He clapped his hands together in glee." So Martha Jones, where would you like to begin?"
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Martha laughed until she cried.
The Doctor couldn't dance to save his life.
He had challenged her to a dance off after soundly beating her at pinball.
"I'm the pinball wizard, something, something, and something, sure play a mean pinball." He sang, along with his victory dance.
"Show off." Martha laughed, not really caring if she won or not.
He rummage through his vast game collection and took out Dance, Dance Revolution: Hottest Party.
"Are you ready for a challenge?" he asked. "I promise to go easy on you."
Martha, not one to back down from a dare accepted.
"And to make it more interesting; the looser cook supper."
"I like my steak well done." Martha quipped.
The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "So sure of yourself aren't you?"
"Bring it."
"Isn't that what you said before you got slaughtered at pinball?" He asked, teasingly. "Bring it?"He stepped towards her and leaned in until their lips were barely touching.
Martha closed her eyes, expecting a kiss…
"Game time," he said, handing her a Wii remote. "Do your best Miss Jones."
Martha stuck her tongue out at him.
She decided to start with something, slow and seductive.
"Like a moth to a flame
Burned by the fire
My love is blind
Can't you see my desire…"
Martha bopped her head along with Janet Jackson…
The Doctor raised his eyebrows - interested.
"That's the way love goes…"
"Come with me
Don't you worry…"
Martha swayed her hips to the music…
"I'm gonna make you crazy
I'll give you the time of your life…"
His Adam's apple bopped up and down several times as he focused on her gyrating hips…
"I'm gonna take you places
You've never been before and
You'll be so happy that you came…"
Martha smiled as she knew she had his full attention…
"Oooooh, I'm gonna take you there
Oo-ooh hoo-ooh oo-ooh
That's the way love goes
Hoo
That's the way love goes…"
He ran his hands through his hair…
"Come closer
Baby closer
Reach out and feel my body
I'm gonna give you all my love…"
Martha danced over to him and raked her nails against his sensitive scalp…
"Ooh sugar don't you hurry
You've got me here all night
Just close your eyes and hold on tight…"
She sat in his lap and rubbed herself against him…
"Martha…" he gasped…
"Ooh baby
Don't stop, don't stop…"
Martha looked into his brown eyes; they were dark with desire…
"Go deeper
Baby deeper
You feel so good I'm gonna cry…"
His hearts pounded excitedly in his chest…
"Oooooh I'm gonna take you there
Oo-ooh hoo-ooh oo-ooh…"
Martha wrapped her hand around his tie and pulled his face to hers until their lips barely touched…
"That's the way love goes…"
He moaned as he felt her breath on his cheeks…
"That's the way love goes…"
"Beat that Doctor Smith." She smirked getting off his lap.
"That's the way love goes…
That's the way love goes…"
"Martha Jones, you are not playing fair." He whispered, grabbing for her arm.
"Are you declaring me the winner?" She replied, stepping out of his reach.
"Ha! Never!" He jumped out his chair and adjusted his trousers.
Martha had a satisfied grin on her lips when she saw the results of her dancing.
"Seductress." He growled at her.
The Doctor decided to show off his dance moves by selecting the Pee Wee Herman Dance.
"Seriously?" Martha laughed.
"Sit back and watch a pro." He responded.
Martha leaned back in her chair and relaxed as the horn section from 'Tequila' filled the air. She had to stifle her laughter as the Doctor tried to repeat Pee Wee's moves. She nearly fell out the chair as he stiffly moved his lower body and jerked his arms back and forth. When he tripped and fell over his feet as he tried to stand on his toes Martha couldn't take it any longer.
"I meant to do that." He laughed as he looked up at her.
She laughed until she cried.
In the end, Martha treated him to a New York style hotdog from a street vender. They ate their supper on a bench in Central Park while enjoying the evening cool breeze. On the way back to her flat, they stopped for ice cream.
"How will you rate our second date, Martha Jones?" He asked, enjoying his banana ice cream cone.
Martha thought for a second before replying. "Somewhere between one and five." She replied, with a twinkle in her eyes.
"You're never going to tell me are you?"
Martha giggled. "Nope."
The Doctor slipped his hand in hers and began swinging their arms back and forth.
"Martha Jones, you're star."
A/N: Rose, Rose, Rose...lol Thanks for reading!