A/N: So this is set immediately after 'Dalek' and before 'The Long Game'.
"Don't lie to me, Doctor. What did that…that wretched man do to you?" Rose felt her voice ascend higher as she forced the word 'man' past her lips, if Henry van Statten could be called a man. Something terrible must have happened to the Doctor in that 'collection' of alien 'artefacts'.
"Rose. Jus' leave it," the Doctor gave Rose's hand a quick squeeze before slowly turning back to the console and spinning the time rotor. "Where to next?" He winced as he reached for a lever.
"Doctor, you can tell me," Rose pressed. I need you to tell me.
"You want to know? I was an alien in a madman's collection of alien artefacts," the Doctor said shortly.
A Dalek chained to the floor, screaming with pain flashed through Rose's memory. She drew a sharp, deep breath and clenched her fists. "Take us back," she said tersely.
"You want to go back? I thought we were leaving. Permanently." A voice whined from the jump seat.
Adam. Both Rose and the Doctor had temporarily forgotten about him.
"You," the Doctor said pointedly, "can shut it. Rose," he turned his back on the boy. But Rose did not give the Doctor a chance to finish his sentence. She closed the gap between the two of them and tilted her head so that she was looking him directly in the eye.
"I thought I was going to lose you because of him," she said quietly, Cockney accent thickened.
A wave of emotions hit the Doctor as she said that. "Same thought might've crossed my mind," he admitted, sounding gruff trying to mask the pain that thought had caused with his Northern accent, before bending down and gently kissing her.
She responded with passion, backing the Doctor up against the wall. His hands trailed up and entangled into her hair while Rose's arms were wrapped tightly around his waist.
Adam tried clearly his throat several times, but Rose and the Doctor were lost in their own private bubble.