A/N: new chappie! enjoy!
Chapter 25: The Look
"Ready?" the Doctor grinned over his shoulder at Olivia from the console as she sat in the jump seat grinning at him before she nodded hugely. "Right then! Allons—!"
"Wait!" she called, shooting to her feet and rushing to stand with him at the console as he frowned at her but she only grinned, grasping the lever he had his hand to pull it instead, calling, "Allons-y!"
The TARDIS thrashed and the engines made their telltale sound, making them both grip the console and laugh heartily as the Doctor ran around the console to operate the TARDIS.
"So, where're we going?" Olivia called, watching him for a moment, leaning on the console.
"Olivia Felton!" he called in shock. "How dare you try to make me reveal me surprise?! Shame on you!"
"Can't blame me for trying," she shrugged with a smile as he sailed up next to her, looking at the console.
"Liv, could you—?"
Before he could finish Olivia slammed her hand down on a button, knowing what he was going to ask her and turned to meet his wide-eyed gaze with a smile.
"You were saying?" she smiled before he shook his head and grinned.
"You remembered," he hummed, leaning toward her to plant a kiss to her cheek, making her giggle before he turned back to the console.
"Just a little," she shrugged as he stepped around her to flip a switch before stopping behind her and placing his hands on either side of her, resting on the console and making her give a sly smile. "No distracted driving, Doctor."
"But you're such a lovely distraction, Liv," he murmured in her ear, nuzzling his face into her hair and making her giggle again before the TARDIS gave a shudder and they both frowned in wonder. "Ooh! Hang on!"
He hurried toward the other side of the console, pressing a few more buttons and flipping a few more switches before the ship came to a stop and he leaned on the console with one hand, crossing an ankle over the other. Olivia strode toward him, stopping in front of him as he only smiled at her, their gazes never leaving each other.
"Can I at least have a hint?" she hoped, rocking slightly on her feet as he stood tall.
"Nope," he grinned with a wag of his head. "I wanna see that look on your face when you walk out the door."
"What look?" she frowned then smiled when he slid his arms around her to pull her close, lifting her hands to rest them on his arms.
"That look you had on Seti Prime when we dropped off Ramses," he replied. "I have to admit, I was worried that working for Torchwood would've jaded you to alien worlds."
"Nothing could do that to me, Theta," she smiled, slipping her hands up his arms to wrap them around his neck. "We only dealt with what came through the rift. We never went to other planets. I only ever did that with you."
"Well I should think so," he scoffed, making her giggle before she left a kiss to his chin and took one of his hands from around her waist to drag him toward the door.
"Come on!" she grinned. "I wanna see where we are!"
She opened the door and dragged the Doctor out of the TARDIS, her eyes shooting wide when she stepped into the sunlight and looked ahead at the city across the channel.
"New New York," the Doctor grinned. "Looks a lot better than when I left it. Newly Restored New York. And, actually, it's the fifteenth version after the original, so it's really New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York."
"You forgot one," she teased, making him frown down at her incredulously.
"Did not!" he nearly squeaked making her giggle before he smirked back at her, shaking his head as she suddenly frowned in wonder and glanced around. "What's wrong?"
"It smells like…apples," she replied, still looking around and he leaned down to pull up some of the grass they were standing on.
"It's the grass," he explained, handing her some as she turned back to him. "Here. See? Apple grass."
"That is ridiculous!" she giggled, taking the grass and smelling it before frowning up at him again. "Wait a minute. You said it looked better than when you left it. What'd you mean by that?"
"Remember when I told you about the Macra living under a motorway?" he recalled and she nodded, still frowning. "That was here. A disease spread through the city and everyone was sent through the motorway to escape, but there wasn't enough power to bring them all back from the underground city there, so they all just kept goin' round and round—"
"Until you show up," she smirked back at him.
"Oh, yes," he grinned with a wag of his head. "Mind you, I had help. The Face of Boe helped me boost the power before he passed on. Bless."
"Wait. Face of Boe?" Olivia echoed, but the Doctor only smiled, knowing she was about to realize something he'd found out some time ago. "Jack said something about people calling him that. Does that mean…?"
The Doctor lifted his brows as her jaw dropped and her eyes widened, still not saying a word.
"How far into the future is this?" she questioned.
"Centuries," he shrugged.
"So that means…Jack was hundreds of years old!" she breathed. "Oh, God! Tell me what he looked like!"
"I can do better than that. Come 'ere," he smiled, lifting his hands as he turned to face her, making her frown in wonder but she turned to him, letting him place his hands on either side of her head, closing his eyes. "Open your mind, and I'll show you."
She smiled and closed her eyes, feeling his mind stroke hers before an image of the Face of Boe appeared and she gasped, her eyes flying open as her hands shot to her agape mouth. The Doctor smirked, lowering his hands and tucking them into his pockets to watch her reaction.
"Oh, my God," she breathed, lowering her hands to show off the disbelieving grin over her lips. "I wish I could tell Jack! He's always going on about those damnable good looks of his! He needs humbling!"
The Doctor laughed heartily before turning to sling his arm around her neck and walk her toward the city.
"Come on!" he grinned, strolling down the hill the TARDIS was parked on and she threw her arms around his chest as he kept his arm around her shoulders. "Plenty of things to do in New New York! Broadway! Oh, I love a musical! Why don't we go see a nice musical, then? Phantom of the Opera might be showing! I remember you wanted to see it filmed on Planet Hollywood. Let me make that up to you, yeah?"
"You don't have to," she smiled up at him and he stopped, turning her toward him and making her frown at him in wonder. "What?"
"I want to, Liv," he smiled, warmly before leaning closer to her and pressing his lips gently to hers. She melted against him, hugging him closer by his chest as he pulled her close by her shoulders, his tongue gliding over her lower lip and making her give a soft moan before he pulled away.
"Well," she sighed, meeting his gaze with a content smile. "Can't argue with that, can I?"
"Nope," he grinned. "No room for argument. Now come on!"
She laughed as he took one of her hands and ran toward the city at full speed.
Evening...
"No!" Olivia laughed hysterically as she and the Doctor walked arm in arm down the darkened streets of New New York. "No! That's impossible! I cannot imagine you as a woman!"
"Well it wasn't me," he laughed in return. "It was bloody Cassandra's consciousness!"
"Did you sashay?" she teased. "Oh, tell me you sashayed! I can just see you sashaying! Did she make you dance?"
"No, Olivia," he grumbled. "She did not make me sashay…that I remember."
"Oh, I'll bet she did," she snickered, sailing in front of him to take both of his hands in hers and did a little dance down the street smiling, "You just don't wanna tell me."
"Well, Liv, since it seems you're in the mood for a dance, how about I take you to one of the local nightclubs, eh?" he smirked, pulling her toward him by her hands, making her cry out in surprise before she giggled, her arms slipping around his neck as his slid around her waist when they stopped and he smiled down at her. "I hear they play all the classics from the 2010s."
"That sounds nice," she smiled with a small nod, twirling her fingers in his hair. "But…I have a better idea."
"What's that, then?" he frowned in wonder as she glanced around the street before looking back at him with a smile.
"How about, we have our own little night club right here?" she murmured. "We'll be the DJs and pick whatever songs we want."
"Ooh! I know a place that'll let you do that here!" he grinned, making her frown before he took her hand and dragged her down the street. "Come on!"
"But…Doctor I was trying to—"
"This way!" he called, pulling her down a corner and making her give a yelp as she swung around, still hand in hand until they reached a door with a holographic sign above it that she didn't have time to read. He pulled her through the door and she frowned in wonder when she noticed the lobby looked more like a hotel than a club as he sailed right up to the clerk behind her desk, grinning, "A room for two please."
"May I see your confirmation card?" the clerk smiled.
"Oh! Yes! Sorry," the Doctor grinned, reaching into his coat pocket for the Psychic Paper. "Forgot. Here you are! The Doctor and Olivia Felton."
He held up the wallet and the clerk looked at it before nodding and turning to her desktop, smiling sweetly, "In what style would you like your room, Doctor?"
"Ooh, that is a good question," he frowned at the ceiling in thought before looking to Olivia as she frowned as well in confusion. "What style would ya like, Liv? We could go traditional, but that's not very fun. We should have something a bit different, yes? What was your favorite place to go dancing, Liv?"
"Well…" she trailed off, still confused before she finally took a moment to think about it before replying, "There was this place in Fullerton…on Earth…in 2012 that I went to. It was called Florentine's."
"I know just the one," the clerk nodded, running her hands over her desk before making a flipping motion and the Doctor leaned over to see the surface before nodding to Olivia that she look. "Is this the one you mean?"
Olivia frowned and leaned over the surface to see a picture on it with a familiar bar and she grinned, nodding, "Yes! That's exactly it!"
"Alright," the clerk nodded, flipping the picture to face her again, typing at the desk's surface. "Just give me one moment and I'll set up your room."
"That's incredible!" Olivia grinned in a hushed tone, looking up at the Doctor as he smiled down at her. "Is our room really gonna look like that?"
"Yup," he nodded, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to lean closer to her ear. "And, when we get there, there's a robot for a DJ. Just a silver body, really. You just shout out what you wanna hear, and he plays it. Isn't that brilliant?!"
"That's fantastic!" she giggled, matching his wide grin.
"Alright, your room is all ready," the clerk smiled, lifting a card to hand it to the Doctor who took it with a nod of thanks. "Room 306. Enjoy your stay at Dance it Your Way."
"Cheers!" the Doctor grinned before pulling Olivia by the hand toward a flight of stairs to their left.
"That's a catchy phrase," Olivia couldn't help but notice as they hiked the stairs to their room. "Did these replace nightclubs all over New Earth?"
"Oh, of course not!" he replied as they strode down a hallway, hand in hand. "These kinds of places were designed to cater to the…more private clientele. People who'd rather dance alone or with their partner on their own without the hassle of other people flirting with one, or the other…or both."
"What did you mean when you asked her for a room for two?" she wondered as they stopped at their door.
"Well…sometimes things can get – what's the phrase you'd use? – hot and heavy on the dance floor, and…you may not want to go home for the night," he shrugged, moving to open the door. "There's an inner room with beds set up in case that comes up."
"That…is the smartest thing I think I've ever heard of," she smirked as he opened the door, smiling back at her.
She hugged his arm as he turned them into the room and she gasped when she found herself walking into the bar the way she remembered it. To her left was the bar, and to her right as they stepped in was the DJ robot all set up to play any music they wanted and across the floor, directly ahead, was another door which she assumed led to the bedroom. The lights were low, and the sign above the platform seats faded into different colors.
"This is incredible!" Olivia grinned, taking his hand and dragging him toward the bar before asking, "How do we get drinks."
"Ah, that's one of the better parts," the Doctor grinned, placing his hands on the counter and using one of the barstools to vault himself over the bar to the other side. "We get to serve our own drinks. Whatever we want, however we want, and however many we'd like. No charge, no limit."
"That can be dangerous," she smirked as he pulled two glasses from the shelf behind the bar and grinned at her when he set them on the bar. "But, you should be warned…I've learned to hold my liquor a little better."
"Is that so?" he smirked back before looking at the supplies behind him and grinning when he spotted what he needed. "Well, you can demonstrate that, then."
He took a bottle full of clear red liquid, a bottle full of clear liquid and another full of clear pink liquid.
"Hyper-vodka," he announced, lifting the bottle with the clear liquid with a smile then lifting the other two bottles, adding, "Cathulian rum and…tomato flavoring. These ingredients sound familiar?"
"Tomato shots!" Olivia grinned, excitedly as she watched him mix the drink before he slid a glass to her, pulling the other closer to himself to lift it toward her as she lifted her glass as well. "Our first drink on our first date."
"To Barcelona," he grinned, making her giggle before she tapped her glass to his with a nod.
"To Barcelona," she replied before they both downed their drinks and they both gave similar gasps at the burn of the alcohol.
"Another?" he offered and she shook her head. "How 'bout something different then, eh?"
"How about, you come out from behind that bar and dance with me like we came here to do?" she shot back with a smirk.
"Ah. Yes. Sorry, darling," he smiled before hoisting himself up to sit in the bar surface and spinning himself around to jump down next to her, lifting a hand toward her. "Miss Olivia Felton, may I have this dance?"
"Of course you may, Theta Sigma," she smiled, sweetly as she took his hand and he led her to the dance floor, pulling her into his arms with the flick of his wrist, making her giggle as their eyes met and he smiled warmly at her.
"Start with our song?" he guessed, but frowned when she shook her head with a smile.
"That'll be for the end of the night," she replied. "Save the best for last, as they say."
"My choice then, eh?" he grinned, pulling her close with his right hand around her waist, his left holding her right at shoulder height as he looked to the Music-bot. "Moondance by Van Morrison, if ya please?"
The music started and the Doctor grinned as he began leading her in a swing dance with the tune, making her giggle, "You've learned some new moves, have you?"
"Oh, yes," he replied with a wag of his head before twirling her out then pulling her back toward him, his arm wrapping around her as he held her from behind, pressing a kiss to her temple. "I've been practicing, just for you."
"I'm flattered," she giggled as he swayed them in time with the music before twirling her out again and pulling her back toward him to hold her as he had before. "You would pick this song. It's very you."
"I'm taking that as a compliment," he replied before singing with the words, making her giggle as he twirled her in her place then pulled her seemingly closer, murmuring, "This reminds me of Barcelona."
"I'm having a case of déjà vu myself," she nodded in agreement. "The only thing missing is the Carnak army…and the fireworks."
"Well…we could make our own fireworks," he murmured through a Cheshire grin as he leaned closer to her ear to whisper, "If memory serves, we had some brilliant fireworks the other night."
"'If memory serves'? What kind of line is that from you?" she laughed before resting her head on his chest, still smiling. "But, I'll admit, those were some brilliant fireworks."
"Yep," he chirped then sighed, "Still got it."
"You're being arrogant again," she warned in a singsong tone.
"Bloody right I'm bein' arrogant about that," he shot back, making her giggle as she lifted her head to smile at him and he grinned down at her. "That is one thing I am allowed to be arrogant about."
"Alright then, Casanova," she smirked, hearing the song end and starting to feel the shot give her a bit of a buzz. "I hope you've practiced the right moves for the song I get to pick this time."
"You know I like a challenge," he grinned with a wag of his head before she turned to the Music-bot, starting to feel his shot as well.
"ET by Katy Perry and Kanye West, please," she called, and the Doctor looked to her with wide eyes as she looked back at him. "Prepare yourself, Doctor."
"Oh, Liv, not that one, please. Anything but that," he pleaded. "I'm no good with music like that."
"Nope, no chance," she chirped, shaking her head with a sly smile as the music began and she stepped at arms length from him, her hands on his chest. "If you don't wanna dance…you can just watch me if you want."
He only swallowed as she began moving her hips with the music, stepping back toward him to rest her arms on his shoulders to mouth the words an inch from his lips, still dancing. She stepped around him, one hand trailing over his shoulders before she pressed her back to his, setting her head on his shoulder, her hands running through his hair before she rounded in front of him again, her mischievous gaze meeting his when his breathing quickened slightly.
"You won't get halfway through this song, you keep that up," he warned her, breathlessly and she gave a devious smirk before pressing against him. "You had this planned, didn't you?"
"Maybe," she shrugged, turning as his arms wrapped around her, her hands wrapping around his neck to run her fingers through his hair again as he lowered his head to press his lips to her neck. "Let's just say…I could only think of you when I first heard this song."
"I can tell," he murmured into her ear.
Her smile grew but just as she turned to her head for a kiss the room went dark, the music warping to a stop.
"What the hell?" Olivia blurted frowning around in the darkness, neither one of them leaving the other's arms.
"That is a good question," the Doctor replied, frowning around the dark as well. "Hand me the Sonic, won't you darling?"
Olivia instantly shoved a hand into his inside jacket pocket and pulled the Sonic Screwdriver from it to hand it to him as his other hand remained wrapped around her. The hum sounded in the darkness, the blue light shining bright before the lights flickered back on and they glanced around the room in wonder.
"Well that was weird," Olivia blurted, slipping the Sonic from his hand to place it back into his pocket. "At least it wasn't Weeping Angels."
"Yes, that would be very bad," he nodded, glancing around the room. She frowned at him in wonder as he looked around the room and sighed, catching his attention. "What?"
"You have that look."
"What look?" he frowned.
"That, 'Something's not right' look," she retorted. "That look you get just before something happens, or just before you ask me if I'm ready for an investigation."
"Need I ask, then?" he smirked, making her meet his gaze for a moment before she rolled her eyes with a sigh.
"No," she muttered, making his smirk grow to a grin and she rolled her eyes again before retorting, "Well! Where are we going?!"
"Alright then," he grinned with a wag of his head as he grabbed her hand and he dragged her toward the door, calling, "Allons-y!"
Main Lobby...
"I know, ladies and gentlemen, please, just try to calm down—!" the clerk tried calling over the crowd in front of her wondering why the lights had gone out, the lights from their torches flashing all over the room. A faint hum suddenly sounded and the lights flickered on, catching everyone's attention and the crowd parted, almost being shoved aside.
"So sorry!" the Doctor called as he split the crowd to head toward the desk, holding tightly to Olivia's hand so as not to lose her. "'Scuse us! Pardon! Thank you!"
He swooped in front of the clerk's desk before climbing up on top of it to look down at the crowd then turned to look at the clerk as Olivia stood nearer his feet.
"What was your name?" he asked with a frown.
"Dana," the clerk replied with a frown of wonder of her own. "Dana Cartwright."
"Right, Dana," he nodded. "Have we found out what's happened to the lights?"
"That's what we're trying to find out!" one of the customers snapped, making the Doctor whirl in his spot to look down at the crowd. "The lights in our rooms aren't working!"
"What's going on?!" someone else shouted.
Everyone began shouting at once and the Doctor lifted his hands as he stared around the room at the panicking people.
"Alright!" he called lifting his hand toward them. "Everyone just…calm down!"
"Oh, for God's sake," Olivia sighed, rolling her eyes as she climbed up onto the desk next to him and stomped her foot, shouting, "Hey! Shut up or we'll never find out what happened!"
The room was instantly silent as all eyes shot to her, even the Doctor stared at her with wide eyes and she grinned up at him.
"The stage is yours, Doctor," she nodded, jumping down from the desk and he nodded, grinning as he gave her wink before turning back to Dana.
"Now, Dana, I know for certain that these places never have power outages or blackouts, so this is no good," he began, jumping down to her side of the desk to aim the sonic screwdriver at her computer so that it turned on and he clamped the thing between his teeth as he used his hands to type at the keyboard.
"Don't get your spit all over the Sonic," Olivia scolded playfully, leaning over the desk to take the thing from his teeth and his gaze never left the screen as he dropped his jaw, let her take it and clamped his mouth shut again with a tap of his teeth. "What are you looking for?"
"The power grid," he replied as Olivia silently asked Dana how to get behind the desk without climbing over it and as the Doctor continued, Dana showed her the way. "This whole building runs on its own power grid so they can manage the electricity themselves. That's why there are never really any power failures. They constantly monitor the breakers. It's an independent source, so if there's a city blackout, it doesn't shut off and there's no electricity bill to pay, so it doesn't get shut off unless somebody…"
He trailed off, his hands stilling on the keyboard just as Olivia stepped next to him, frowning when he trailed off, asking, "If somebody what?"
"Oh…" he breathed, making her frown deepen. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
"What?!" she questioned, startled by his shout and watching him stand tall to tousle his hair with both hands.
"I'm so thick!" he snapped, vaulting over the desk and Olivia ran around it to rush next to him as he commanded, "Everyone stay here! Nobody move from the room until one of us comes back for you! Do you understand?!"
The Doctor shot down the isle, Olivia right behind him and he grabbed the Sonic back from her, using it to turn on the lights when they came to a dark hall and he stopped them in front of a door, Olivia panting next to him.
"Doctor…what is it?" she asked, watching him scan the hall ahead.
"Only one thing drains power like that," he growled through clenched teeth. "You should know, too, Liv. You've met them before."
"Met who?" she wondered honestly, racking her brain at the same time. "It's not the Angels."
"No," he answered, still looking down the hall. "Before you met me, Liv. It was some time ago. The Ghosts."
"Ghosts?" she frowned before it clicked for her and she stared down the hall as well just as rhythmic, metallic thumping sounded from the end of the hall. "Oh, God, no. Not…Cybermen."
A/N: i couldn't resist that dance scene, because as soon as i heard both those songs i IMMEDIATELY thought of the Doctor. and i thought of Ten, not anybody else, even though i know Nine swing danced in one episode, but i could totally see Ten doing that too. i've heard Moondance before, but after i got into Doctor Who and i heard it again it was totaly different. i saw the Doctor. LOL reviews?