AN: This chapter is really small, and some of them will be. But it just seemed like a good place to leave this chapter off on. Enjoy as always! And remember to review, favorite, and follow :)

Chapter 14- Angels Named Rose Tyler

The Doctor was woken by the sunlight streaming through his window and a pounding headache. He groaned and turned to face the other way only to find something was laying on his chest, or rather someone.

He opened his eyes to see Rose's bare skin pressed against his. He smiled and kissed a trail down her shoulder, and he could feel her starting to rouse.

"Mmm, morning," she mumbled.

He stroked her hair and said, "The sunlight makes your hair glow. It makes you look like an angel." He planted a kiss on her forehead.

"I don't usually do things like this," she said to him.

"Me neither, but I'm glad we did. I could lay here all day."

Rose smiled and snuggled into his chest.

"I'm going to go make tea and find us the hangover pills, alright?"

"How do you have hangover pills if you've never gotten drunk?" Rose asked confusedly.

"My companions," he said, and slipped out of the bed reluctantly in search of his pants. He found them and slipped them on, looking at Rose one more time before walking out of the room.

"Oh, yeah, this is a lot better," Rose said, clutching her mug of tea after she swallowed a hangover cure.

"Told ya," he teased, sipping his own tea. "What do you want to do today?"

Rose cleared her throat and set down the mug. "Actually, John called me while you were in the Med Bay, Doctor, he'll be here in an hour."

"Oh, I had forgotten that I am just the mistress," the Doctor replied cooly.

"Doctor, you know it's not like that!"

"Then what is it like, Rose? Tell me, because I don't understand! I thought you loved me. You said, make love to me last night, didn't you? And now you're just going to go back to him like nothing ever happened? Where was he last night anyways?"

"I told you, with his friends. He said they got carried away and he spent the night with Rick so he didn't have to risk driving home drunk. And it's a good thing he didn't come back last night, or he would have seen the mistake."

"The mistake!" The Doctor roared. He felt like he had just been slapped. "You have to choose between the two of us, Rose. Now."

"I can't." Rose pushed the chair away and ran out of the TARDIS.

He remembered when she left why they shouldn't have made love. The leaving was so much harder.