This part's just little pieces of their life. A bit of fluff and fun.
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"Jack... Well, Jack looked familiar to me is all. Do you recognize him?" she asked, flustered by the sudden interrogation.
"Don't think so, but he is a Time Agent. I suppose we might have bumped into him before. There's something else though," he said thoughtfully as he looked at her. "He's rather pretty, don't you think?"
Rose just about gave herself away at the surprise of hearing the familiar description of their friend. "He... he... What?!" she gasped.
John smirked at her, thinking he'd caught her. "It's alright, you know. You and your 21st century concepts of sexuality. We could ask him to join us sometime," he told her, suggestively waggling his eyebrows.
Rose's mouth dropped open in shock. Sure, she'd heard Jack talking like that all the time, the Doctor had said that it was just the way things were in the era he came from. It made sense then, that the persona he was given here would match that mentality, but she knew that the Doctor when he was himself would never want to share her with Jack, or anyone else for that matter. The glares that his previous incarnation had thrown at every pretty boy to come near her made that quite apparent.
"But, Do- But, John, we're married," she protested.
"Which means that we will always be together and we are secure enough in our love for each other to have some extra fun. Even if we did invite a friend to join us, there'd be no need for jealousy. The two of us are solidly together. We were together before, we'll be together afterwards, and they're just visiting. I know it was unusual for people in your time, but if you like him, it wouldn't bother me," he explained.
"I-I," she started. "No. I don't think I'm ready for anything like that, John," she replied, knowing that he would never suggest anything like it if he were himself.
"Well, we don't know him all that well yet. You never know, down the road. Just remember, Rose, nothing will come between us. You are my soulmate, my Rose," he told her as he gazed lovingly into her eyes. The sincerity of the statement made her breath hitch. Soulmate. It had been something that she had felt for him even before they had finally given into their feelings. That feeling that they belonged together; they fit perfectly like no one else ever could.
A feeling strong enough that, even when most of the Doctor was hidden away, it still held.
"I love you," she choked out and wrapped her arms around his neck. He kissed her roughly and picked her up to carry her back to her desk. He sat her down on top of it and dove under her skirt. Shoving her knickers to the side, his mouth latched onto her sweet spot and she nearly tumbled back into her computer screen.
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Rose saw Jack pop in and out of the shop a few times over the following weeks, but he never voiced anything about his suspicions to her. He just kept up his usual disarming flirtatious behaviour that she was used to and would never work with her. Jack was like a brother to her and they'd never be like that, no matter what John kept suggesting. At first, she had worried that John might do something with Jack despite her reservations, but he assured her that if anyone else were to be involved, it would be a decision that they made together and anything would include both of them. He wouldn't cheat on her.
Life here was fairly easy. She had made friends with the other business owners easily, often talking with Marcus next door when she got lunch for herself and John. Life was simple: wake up, work, eat, see friends, go to sleep. Intersperse sex throughout that.
Rose was glad that, as a human, John didn't have nearly the same stamina that he did as the Doctor, because she'd be properly sore. John thought they'd just come off of their honeymoon, and he was rearing to go often.
It was a pretty good life. A much better life than she'd have ever had if a certain alien hadn't blown up her job. It was a bit boring compared to the life she was used to, though. She was anxious to get back to running through time and space the way they used to.
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Jack came in one day, looking a bit tired. Rose came back into her office from picking up lunch for John and herself when she saw him sitting behind her desk, making himself at home.
"You know, Jack, if you want lunch too you're gonna have to get it yourself," she told him as she opened the first container. Jack darted his hand out and grabbed a chip from the plate, and she smacked at his hand, but wasn't fast enough to save her food.
"Mmmm, good," Jack said through a mouthful of potato.
Just then, John came in, holding a part Rose didn't recognize and looked over at Rose. "Ooh, it's here," he said enthusiastically and plucked a noodle out of the other box before she could stop him. She smacked his forearm with her fork and told him to go wash his hands.
"Roossee, they're just gonna get dirty again," he whined.
"Yeah, but if you think I'm gonna let you kiss me with traces of, whatever that is, in your mouth, you'd better think again," she warned.
"Multi-grade anti-oil. If it moves, it doesn't," John said proudly, holding up the part. "So, Jack, back from that job?" he asked.
"Obviously," he replied, sneaking another chip.
"What job?" Rose wondered.
"Oh, they've found the Madame De Pompadour," John replied.
"Ship's been missing for a year and a half," Jack added. "Funny thing is, we got there, and not only is all of the crew gone, with the escape pods still intact, but all of the repair droids are missing too. Turned out that the repair droids were using people parts to repair-"
"Maybe this isn't a discussion we should be having over food," Rose interrupted, feeling sick. She knew exactly what they found.
"Nah, it really isn't, "Jack agreed.
"The Madame de Pompadour," John said. "You know, I recall reading about the woman. Brilliant, she was. Fantastic gardener, and great at-"
Rose handed him a pear from the fruit basket that one of their neighbours sent as a gift for John after fixing up her son's hover toy.
"Here, Sweetheart. You're not getting enough fruits in your diet," she said, interrupting his tirade about Bloody Madame De Pompous Cow.
John took a big bite and Rose grinned evilly.
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Rose was day dreaming about one of their trips to a planet that she couldn't remember the name of. The sand on the beaches was turquoise and she and the Doctor had spent hours chasing each other through the waves. She was startled out of her thoughts by Jack staring at her as he stood in front of her desk.
"Jack! Oh, you startled me. What can I do for you?" she asked.
"You can tell me who you two really are," he demanded, all of his usual friendliness gone. "I did some checking, and while you do work for the Agency as a consultant, the records about him having been an agent were faked. Faked very well, but not well enough for an expert."
Rose sighed. "That's because he was never an agent."
"Then who is he?" Jack wondered.
"Honestly, I want to tell you Jack. More than you could ever know, but I don't think I can," she admitted regretfully.
"You know me, don't you?" he deduced.
"Look, it's more complicated than even that. If I tell you, you can't say anything about it to John. Can you promise me that, Jack?" she insisted.
"You're keeping it from your husband?" Jack responded worriedly.
"Yes and no. Like I said, it's complicated. We're hiding and he doesn't remember who he really is," she told him after checking to make sure that John was on the other side of the shop and wouldn't overhear their conversation. He was currently working on an old clunker of a ship that he wasn't sure would ever run again and cursed loudly as something sparked and black smoke started to pour from the panel he had been poking into.
"Hiding? From who? Are you two in trouble?" Jack asked her, suddenly concerned where he had been accusing before.
"He said they were hunters and they want his life force. They could smell his species across the universe and they were following our ship with a stolen vortex manipulator. He used a device of some kind that changed him into a human and locked his memories away inside this pocket watch thing. He said they'd die in three months at most and then, I could open the watch and we'd be fine," Rose explained.
"That doesn't explain how you know me. I could tell from your expression when you saw me. I've met people out of order before," he prompted.
"He doesn't remember, but we both know you, Jack. You and I were really close when you travelled with us. There was a really dangerous battle and I don't remember how it ended and he was really sick afterward. You weren't with us after and when I asked about you, he just said you were busy and deflected. Things were so shaky between us then, I was afraid to force the matter, but I'm going to find you again when this is all over, Jack," she promised.
"Did I give any indications that I knew you? Or do I have to pretend?" he asked her.
This was going to be difficult. "You didn't remember. When we met, you told me that the Time Agency had erased two years of your memories," she informed him, then grimaced. She shouldn't have told him that. It'd mess with timelines! But then again, the knowledge that it was coming could have been the reason it happened. She really didn't know which version she felt worse about.
"Two years?!" Jack nearly shouted, but caught himself before John could hear. They both glanced back toward where he was working and saw that he was still buried obliviously in ship parts.
"I promise, Jack, I'll find you. Is there something you can tell me or give me to let your future self know why they might do something like that?" Rose questioned.
"I've been digging. You and John seem to know there's corruption in the Agency. I have a list of the people involved. It's taken me a couple of years, so they probably found out. To be honest, I thought you might have been one of their spies. That's why I was so suspicious of you when I confronted you today," he told her.
"Well, it's something. You didn't know if you had committed some kind of dangerous crime when we met, but I trusted you right away. Caught me falling out of the sky during the Blitz." She smirked at the memory. "Wonder if the Doctor could help unlock the memories for you now that we know what to look for?" she added.
"The Doctor?" Jack asked.
Rose peeked at the cursing man in the back of the shop to make sure he was still occupied. "That's his real name. John Smith is a bit obvious isn't it?" she said with a laugh.
"Among Time Agents, it's pretty normal actually. But what species is he normally that he could be sniffed out by alien hunters and is named something as odd as 'the Doctor'?" Jack wondered.
"He's a Time Lord. The last of the Time Lords," she told him seriously.
"Time Lords? They're a myth, Rose, you can't be serious," Jack argued.
"Need proof? What do those legends say about their ships?" she suggested, knowing how much he loved the TARDIS. His eyes lit up like it was Christmas.
"I need to run to the store for a few minutes, love. Did you need anything?" Rose called to her husband.
"Bananas! We're all out of bananas!" he shouted back.
"Not a problem," she called to him and led Jack out the door toward the TARDIS.
Rose watched to make sure no one was watching them as she unlocked the doors. She felt both a wave of affection from her as well as concern over Jack's presence out of his time.
"Oh my god! It really is bigger on the inside!" he gasped as he took in the cavernous console room.
"Don't worry, Old Girl. Jack lost his memory, remember. It'll be okay and he can help," Rose told the TARDIS soothingly and patted one of the coral struts.
"Your ship is alive?" Jack asked her, in awe.
"Bigger on the inside, alive, and telepathic," Rose said proudly
"And I'm really going to get to travel with you?" he wondered.
"You already did for us. Don't want to give away too much of the story, but when we met you, you tried to con us and ended up helping us save the human race," she told him teasingly.
"Con you? Oh, you mentioned the Blitz. Please tell me that I didn't try to pull a self-cleaner on you and your husband?" he realized and groaned at his own future.
"Yup!" Rose replied in a manner similar to her alien fiancé/human husband. "Truthfully, the Doctor and I aren't even married yet, just engaged, but I think the TARDIS didn't trust him not to mess it up if his memories said otherwise," she added with a fond grin to the time rotor.
"In this time period? You're probably right. Will I get to be at the real wedding?" Jack requested.
"Oh, I hope so! There's no one I'd rather have there. I know you don't really know me yet, but I swear, you really were like family to me, Jack," she told him earnestly, wishing that she could get a proper hug from him, but not quite feeling right about it when he didn't know her yet.
Jack promised to help keep an eye out for her and John until the threat had passed and Rose locked the ship again before running to the store for more bananas and tea.
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"Do we really have to go to this thing, Rose? Wouldn't you rather stay in tonight?" John asked as he wrapped his arms around her and began kissing her neck.
Rose was wearing a lovely gold, shimmering dress, her hair up with a few loose curls accenting her face. John was wearing his tuxedo and trainers. That look was painfully familiar, reminding her that this sweet man who called her his soulmate as he gazed into her eyes during the sweetest of intimate moments, would be gone soon. They'd been here for two months now and she had come to love the little differences in John as much as the quirks she loved in her Doctor.
"Yes, John. The Business Improvement Association is putting on this gala to raise money and as a business owner in the area, you are expected to be there. Is it so horrible to think that you might need to dance with me?" she told him.
"Oi! I've danced with you plenty of times! Remember when we crashed that wedding and danced to You May Be Right?" he responded and twirled her playfully the way he had at Donna's reception. She smiled at the memory that he almost had right. It was little things like that that reminded her he was still there. Her Doctor wasn't gone, he would be fully back soon.
"Well, it turns out it was a lunatic I was looking for. Now let's get going before we miss nibbles," she teased and they left for the party.
The ballroom was absolutely sparkling when they arrived and everyone dressed to the nines. Everyone who was anyone had been invited as the BIA hoped to gain some investors. John surprised Rose by immediately spinning her onto the dance floor and she laughed happily. He smiled at his ability to make her so happy and leaned down to whisper into her ear, "I love you, my soulmate, my Rose."
Her stomach flipped and she kissed him quickly before he tipped her back into a dip. They were both slightly breathless when they got to their table to rest and John offered to go get them both some refreshments. While he was gone, she saw Jack enter the room and look around as if he was searching for someone. As soon as he spotted her, he ran over and the look on his face had her instantly on high alert. "Jack, what is it?"
"Someone was asking very pointed questions about you and your husband. I just got a horrible feeling about it and your hunters might be close," he informed her.
"Well, until we know for sure, we just need to be on our guard. As soon as I open the watch they'll be able to find him for sure, so I can't yet," Rose replied, grasping the watch in the hidden pocket of her dress tightly. She felt her Doctor's mind caress hers lightly and there was a faint whisper of, 'not yet.'
"Jack! Fancy seeing you here," John called as he returned to the table with glasses of champagne for Rose and himself. "I hope you're staying, the evening will be far more interesting with you here," he added and waggled his eyebrows.
Jack laughed and agreed to stay, seemingly taking on the role of bodyguard, which Rose was grateful for. They all sat together and were soon joined by Marcus from the restaurant.
"Rose, John, good to see you," he greeted them and sat next to John. Rose thought it was a little odd since he talked with her more often than John, but maybe he had business things to discuss. He sniffed loudly and looked curiously at her before addressing her husband. "Where was it that you two came from before settling here?" he questioned.
"Oh all over," John replied and laced his fingers with hers. "We were constantly travelling before and decided that it was time to stop all that. So I stopped my work for the Agency and now we can start a family," he explained and the statement caused a wave of shock to run through Rose instantly.
A family? Was that what he wanted? Was it just John or did the Doctor secretly want that too? They had discussed the possibilities, and the Doctor said he couldn't have children. The TARDIS had been the one to get the contraceptive shot to her before all of this. Maybe it was just one of those memories that was designed to keep him with her. They would certainly have to talk about this after.
The discussion through the evening was getting more and more suspicious. Marcus kept asking about things that they had discussed many times before and seemed slightly confused when she made comments about things in his own past that he had told her. Rose was thrown from her own thoughts though when a woman in a bright red dress slammed the door to the ballroom open loudly and fired a blaster at the ceiling, leaving a black scorch mark.
"I'd like to have a word with John Smith," she announced loudly and smirked.