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Chapter 3 – Lobster Lies

Rose had lost track of the things they had purchased. It seemed like every shop they had gone into had yielded another few surprises for them both. The Doctor was thrilled when he found some writing utensils he approved of. Rose wasn't sure how many of them he purchased, but he turned to her and smiled, "That should do for a while!"

They also went to a shop that had the oddest looking play system toys that Rose had ever seen. "It's playground equipment, but for starships. Perfect to burn off some of the children's energy. Well, and adults' energy as well."

Rose wasn't sure what he had gotten from there, but he seemed to be interested in three different systems as he spoke to the salesman.

One, in particular, had a three-story tower with a slide. "Oh, Rose! The children would love that. Hell, I would love that."

Rose had her eye on a large trampoline with a net that ran across the center. "Did you see that over there?"

He looked at it and then back at her in surprise. "For the children? They will break their necks on that. Absolutely, not."

"And they aren't going to break their necks on this damn three-story slide?"

"It's a tube until they pop out at the end! I've never met a kid that can fall out of a tube. Yes! We can get that! We'll just have to keep Summus out of it so he doesn't get stuck."

He also grabbed another handful of laser nets while he was there. "This is where I got these. They also have laser slides, ladders, and sidewalks. I should probably get those, too. You never know when you might need that. He handed everything up to the clerk who nodded and suggested something else. The Doctor looked surprised at his words. He nodded as the clerk tossed another handful of something in a bag for him.

They visited a toy store which was nearly overwhelming to them both.

Rose observed. "Geez. You'd have to come in there ten times just to see everything."

Any toy you could imagine and toys you had never thought of were piled to the ceiling on shelves in that shop. Rose had no idea what most of it even was. She would point to something and ask the Doctor who would sometimes simply shake his head to tell her he wouldn't allow the children to have it.

"You are such an overprotective father! I never knew this about you."

He was busy looking at something on the shelves. "Ah. I've been called worse. I consider myself a reasonable man."

Rose laughed as she looked at something else on the shelves. "Oh, this looks cool!"

It was a horse, brightly colored that was about half the size of a full-size horse.

"I wonder how many they have?" He pulled the box out and looked at it. "See, Rose. It has a levitation device inside of it. It floats across the floor while the children ride it."

"Really? You would let them have it?"

"Sure! I'd get all of the adults one, too. But, we are all too big. Alright. Three of these for sure."

After they finished getting toys for the children, they decided it was time to go have dinner. They left the shopping area and walked outside about a block away. They entered in through a door that was held open for them by doormen. The Doctor held Rose's hand as they walked to a lift and he pressed a button to take them upstairs. They were the only two on the lift. Rose smiled at him.

"Hey, you." She said to him.

He smiled as he looked at her, "Hello." He laid his hand on her cheek and they kissed to the restaurant's floor. The familiar ding told them they had arrived and the doors opened just as they broke apart.

"Woo!" The Doctor exclaimed as they stepped off of the lift. "Nice appetizer."

Rose laughed at him.

They held hands as they walked up to the young, green lady who was standing in a doorway, behind a podium and large book. She smiled up at The Doctor and Rose. "Good evening."

The Doctor smiled back at her. "We have reservations. Doctor Smith."

Her eyes lit up. "Oh, yes! I have you here. The hospital Director is here as well and asked to see you when you got here."

Rose felt his annoyance, but he surprisingly never showed it. "That's fine. Please, let them know we've arrived."

He looked back at Rose and rolled his eyes. She smiled at him. "So much for no one knowing you, huh?"

He sighed as a waitress came and showed them to their table. It couldn't have been in a better place. It sat on a balcony, overlooking the city. The view was stunning. Plants grew around the sides of the walls and across the balcony's railing. A small, round table with four chairs sat around the table. The Doctor held out a chair for Rose and she sat down, thanking him.

"Would you like me to sit across the table? Or what?" He asked her.

Rose patted the seat next to her. "That's so far away. Can you sit next to me?"

He smiled as he sat down. "Sure, Rose."

Some sort of beautiful, red flower sat in the middle in a vase. The Doctor picked it up and smiled at it. "This is what a rose is where I'm from. Well, the closest thing probably to it. It doesn't look like a rose from Earth. This is it."

Rose smiled at the flower. "It's like Susan is saying hello to you. Do you ever think of things like that?"

He bit his bottom lip and nodded his head. "Yeah. You know, it's strange. Since my concussion, I've dreamed of her."

"You've only slept for two nights since. Did you dream of her both nights?"

He nodded his head. "Yes. It's strange. I normally don't."

Rose looked concerned at him as he looked at the menu. The waiter poured them both water. "Doctor Smith. Would you and your guest like some wine?"

The Doctor didn't look up from the menu. "This is my wife. Champagne, please. We're celebrating tonight. Start us with one bottle but put two more on ice."

The waiter nodded his head as he walked away. "Very good, sir."

Rose smiled at him as he took her hand and kissed it. "What are we celebrating?"

He smiled at her. "You. Me. Being out someplace like we used to be able to go out together without damn bodyguards. No children. And other reasons."

Rose sipped the water and looked at him. "Sam being alright. Me finally being off bedrest. Our first trip into space together in this dimension."

He smiled as he leaned into her. "Keep going."

Rose looked curiously at him. "Ummm… you haven't killed Jack. I suppose we should celebrate that."

"Ah, I still might. What else?"

Rose thought, "You buying one of everything at the shops?"

He pointed at her seriously, "That was part of the celebration. Well, sortof. What else?"

Rose studied on it some more. But, before she could answer, a man walked up to their table. He looked human. He wore an outfit that almost looked like a suit from Earth. It was all black, without a tie and collar.

"Doctor Smith, sir. Good evening. I'm so pleased to see you." The Doctor stood to shake his hand. The man was accompanied by a young man in long, purple robes with blond hair and three men that were unmistakably dressed up as soldiers or bodyguards. Rose couldn't tell which.

The Doctor turned and held his hand out to Rose. "This is my wife, Rose."

The two men bowed to Rose and smiled. The Doctor invited them to sit at the table. The three soldiers stood a few steps away.

The man in the suit smiled at Rose. "Your wife is beautiful, Doctor Smith. I understand why you said you couldn't leave Earth. Are all women from there this lovely?"

The Doctor looked back at Rose and smiled. "No. She's a gem. Rose this is the Director of the hospital, Tuwo Wenck. I'm sorry, I'm not sure who this is."

Tuwo looked back at his robed companion. "I apologize. This is a member of the Andromedaen Royal family, Prince Foetist."

The Doctor bowed his head. "Your majesty. I'm honored you have came to speak to us tonight. I understand it's a member of your family who has been injured."

Prince Foetist waved his hand. "No need for formalities. I'm here on holiday. My sister is the one who was injured. She was involved in a fall. She was ill and tried to walk down the stairway of our grand home. She seems unable to get well since the fall, plus she has memory gaps. Tuwo Wenck suggested we have you come out to see her. We appreciate you making the journey."

The Doctor shook his head. "It is my pleasure. I hope I can help her. When will they be arriving?"

Prince Foetist nodded his head. "They are just arriving here now. They are checking her into the hospital."

Tuwo Wenck held his hand out to reassure the Doctor. "But, we're moving her to the rehabilitation section as you asked as soon as we can."

The Doctor held Rose's hand as she laid her hand in his lap.

"Don't worry about that. If she's ill, she probably needs to remain in the hospital until we determine what she's infected with. I don't want to spread it. When will I be able to see her?"

Tuwo Wenck looked back at Prince Foetist. "As early as the morning. Her parents are with her."

The Doctor nodded his head. "That's good."

Prince Foetist crossed his arms. "Forgive me. I'm very curious about you. Are you human?"

The Doctor shook his head. "No."

"But she is, right?"

The Doctor looked at Rose. "Yes, she is."

"She's your only wife?" Prince Foetist asked.

Rose covered her mouth to keep from laughing.

The Doctor smiled, "Yes. It's custom there to only have one."

The Prince nodded his head in understanding. "You are both very much in love. I can smell the –"

"Uph! You can stop right there." The Doctor held up his hand.

Rose was laughing silently behind her covered mouth. The Doctor looked back at her and shook his head as he smiled.

Prince Foetist covered his face and smiled. "My apologies. Do you have any children?"

"Yes. They are with the Guard. We have Quauhtin in our service."

Prince Foetist's eyes lit up. "You have Quauhtin? So do we! That's all my father would ever allow around my sister and I. They are like members of our family now. Yours?"

The Doctor smiled, "We named our son after one of the Guard."

The Prince looked impressed. "Well, that certainly settles that."

The Doctor looked confused, "Settles what?"

Prince Foetist spoke, "My father asked me to come see you tonight to see what I thought."

The Doctor's face broke into a smile, "And what do you plan to tell him?"

The Prince looked him up and down. "Family man. Only one wife. Quauhtin. You can't be too bad."

The Doctor looked at Rose and smiled. "Well, that's fair. We've only just met."

Tuwo asked Rose. "Have you ever visited Plentitude, ma'am?"

Rose smiled, "No. This is my first time here. It's a beautiful place."

The Doctor looked back at the Prince. "Can you tell me, do you know a Quauhtin named ….ummm…Lucio?"

The Prince sat up straighter in his chair. "You know Licio?"

The Doctor smiled, "He's known by a couple of friends of mine."

"He doesn't owe them money does he?"

They all laughed.

Tuwo smiled. "Indeed. Well, we've taken enough of your time. Excuse us, Doctor Smith. Rose, ma'am. We're all so happy you are both here. Please enjoy your stay. Doctor Smith, we'll see you in the morning."

They stood up and bowed as they all left. The Doctor sat back down just as the waiter brought over the champagne and two glasses. He opened it and the cork shot off of the balcony into the city.

Rose laughed quietly, "I really hope that didn't hit some poor person in the head."

The Doctor laughed at Rose's words. "Okay, back to our conversation. What are we celebrating tonight?"

The waiter poured their glasses full, then smiled as he excused himself.

The Doctor picked up his glass and looked at Rose. "What else are we celebrating? Come on. Surely you know."

Rose held her glass and laughed. "Your first patient?"

"Phhhh….Pete was my first patient. Well, unless we count you. No. You're messing with me aren't you?"

Rose looked at him, curiously. "What are you on about?"

He sat the glass back down on the table, not taking a drink. He sat back dramatically. "Oh the gods, I thought I was the worst at this. Rose Tyler! You are terrible!"

"Oh geez. Just tell me." Rose insisted.

He held up his hand. "Hang on. I'm sorry. Just a bit."

Rose sipped her water as she watched him listen to something in his head. He grumbled and ran his hands through his hair. "Ugh! Anyway. Sorry about that. I'm all yours. What were we talking about?"

"What was that? Genie alright?" Rose asked him.

"Yeah. She's fine. She's playing Candyland with Legate and Logan." He told her.

"You looked like you were being told something. Quauhtin police scanner, again?" Rose teased him.

"Yes. I'll tell you about that later. I don't want to talk about it right now. It will completely spoil our night that we're celebrating. Damn it, woman! What is it?"

Rose leaned her head back and groaned. "Okay. Let me think."

He smiled at her like a loon. "You're going to get this. I know you will. Surely you will."

Rose looked at him and guessed. "You have a football match you are excited about?"

He slapped the table in disbelief. "Are you serious?" He laughed and exclaimed something in Gallifreyan.

Rose shook her head and smiled. "Okay. I'm clueless. What is it?"

He got serious and held up his finger. "Alright. Fine. I'll tell you. You are so ridiculous. I can't believe you, woman."

He held up his glass to make a toast. He motioned for her to hold hers up. "To my beautiful wife. May the universe be kind and give us many, many years together. To the first six months. Happy anniversary." He drank as he watched her reaction.

She looked at him in disbelief as she drank the champagne. "It's not our anniversary. I didn't miss it."

He laughed at her. "Do you even know when we got married?"

"Of course I know when. You got here on March 28th, then we married….." She realized and looked up at him. She realized as she covered her face and laughed. "My God. I can't believe I missed that! Seriously?"

He laughed as he sipped his champagne. "In fairness, I realized it last night. I nearly forgot it myself."

Rose sighed. "I can't even believe that! Geez. Have we been that distracted?"

He held his hand up again. "I'm sorry. Just a second."

Rose shook her head as she sipped her champagne. He finished and groaned. "I'm so sorry about that. Ugh! Not going to think about it. I'm all yours." He held his hands out to steady himself. "You have my full attention. It won't happen again. So sorry."

"What's going on? You have your shields up. I can't tell exactly, but you seem pissed."

He shook his head. "I'm not. I'm deciding if I want to be or not. Ugh. Just. Ugh. Not talking about it. Damn it."

The waiter returned. The Doctor looked at Rose. "Please just order me something. I have no idea what any of this stuff is." She told him.

He chuckled as he ordered something from both. The waiter smiled. "Excellent choice, Doctor Smith." And he walked away.

Rose nodded. "Okay. First question. Some of these people look human. Are they?"

He sipped his champagne and shook his head. "No. Most species in the universe look like us. They are all from different places. You didn't notice the waiter's ears have gills?"

Rose looked surprised at him. "No, I didn't. And they all are speaking English here."

"This is a nice place. They all wear universal translators so people can be understood." He explained.

He refilled his glass and drank the entire thing. Then refilled hers and his again.

Rose drank. "There are so many things I want to talk to you about."

"Before you start, Sam is about to go to sleep. Lewis just told me. He's completely fine."

Rose remembered. "Yes! Sam! He has a GPS? He doesn't have teeth. Where did you put it?"

He leaned back and sighed. "Oh…. You probably won't like this. I'm about to get yelled at. All hopes of dessert diminished."

Rose looked at him. "Seriously. Tell me. What have you done?"

He ran his hand across the table. "I had to draw some blood, and test a few things. While I had him on the ship, I put the GPS in his arm. It's just here, below his shoulder. On the inside of his arm. Just under the skin. You can't feel it. It doesn't bother him."

Rose looked at him in shock. "Did it hurt?"

"He's my son, I wouldn't have hurt him. Really?" He looked offended.

Rose held her hand up. "Sorry. I didn't mean that."

"Mad woman. No. I numbed the area. He didn't feel anything. It doesn't bother him."

"Why? He's so little." she asked him.

He rubbed his beard and looked at her. "Sweetheart, I don't want to talk about this."

She took his hand. "I'm sorry, but I do. And I feel like this is one of those things I have the right to know."

He looked up at her and nodded his head. "Right. Okay. I kept having dreams. Sometimes those visions appear as dreams so I can't tell if it's a damn dream or not. I dreamed he was taken and I couldn't find him. Never saw him again. I couldn't sleep thinking about it. As soon as the ship got into orbit, and took him up and put the GPS in his arm. I ended up putting one in Genie's as well. Same place."

Rose could feel how uncomfortable he was talking about this. She shook her head. "There's more to this-"

He shook his head. "No, there's really not. It's a simple case this time. And you can be cross with me if you like. I'd do it again. It needed to be done. I want to do it to Tony and Jacob."

"Well, I think you should!" Rose told him.

He looked back at her in surprise. "Wait. Okay, so you are okay with this?"

Rose nodded her head. "These are your children, and you are protecting them. I'd be crazy to argue with you about this. Why didn't you tell me? Just be honest with me."

"I really had intended to tell you. I just hadn't gotten around to it."

"Like this thing with Logan. How the hell can you manage to find people that are okay with you being an alien in a place so terrified of them?" Rose demanded.

He smiled at her, "I put them under my alien spell." He laughed as he drank more of his champagne.

Rose gave him a mean look. "Start talking."

He shrugged his shoulders. "In everything that people fear, there is usually a minority who make themselves the loudest. It makes everyone think that the majority thinks that way, when in reality it's just not the case. Logan has played football with us for months. I knew he would be alright with it when he came to talk to me about joining Torchwood. He's not an idiot. He knew what went on there. He wanted to help people who needed it. No matter where they were from. He really surprised me with some of the things he said that day. The compassion that young man showed was remarkable. I couldn't stand the thought of him being a foot soldier when he genuinely seemed to care and wanted to make a difference."

"So, you wanted to train him yourself?"

"Logan reminds me of you. Back when we first met. He sees the best in everyone, no matter what. He cares. He puts himself last in nearly every situation and is just brilliant. He will be a hell of an agent. But, I want him to have firsthand experience with alien encounters. He's going to need it."

Rose could sense more. "Explain yourself. What are you on about? Why will he need it?"

He sighed and drank the rest of his champagne. "Another dream. Vision. I'm not sure which, but I saw a wedding. Logan was marrying our Genie. It was either him, or Legate. I really couldn't tell which. I'm not sure if that was a dream or what. But, if it's true, I need to properly bring him into this mad family."

Rose's mouth gaped open. "You are shitting me. He's-"

"Thirteen years older than her. Do you want to talk about the age gap between us?" He asked her.

Rose shook her head. "Let's not go there."

"Between Lewis and Arla. Wow. That's another one." He said quietly as he rubbed his beard.

"How old is Lewis?"

He smiled as he leaned back and crossed his arms. "That's an interesting question. I wonder how old you think Lewis is?"

Rose thought and shook her head. "Late 20s. Early 30s? Younger than you."

He shook his head as he laughed. "Everyone is younger than me. Oh! You mean younger than I look!"

Rose smiled teasingly at him. "Yes, that's what I meant."

"Cheeky. Wow. She's on a roll tonight. No, truth is, Quauhtin live for hundreds of years. Summus is 500 or something. I can't remember. He told me once, but I'm not going to bother him with that at the moment. He is a bit busy. Lewis and Lance are 218."

"Hang on. Are they twins?"

He smiled at her. "I found out last night that they are quadruplets. They have two more brothers."

Rose nearly spit out her champagne. "That must have been one hell of a party. Wow."

"Oh, the real party hasn't even happened yet. I've really got to talk to Lewis, tonight about something. I'm not sure how to approach him about it."

Rose sipped her champagne. "Can I help?"

He smiled as he refilled both of their glasses. Rose drank as he watched her and laughed silently.

Rose smiled at him. "You seem to approve whatever it is."

He rubbed his beard and continued to laugh. "Oh, I do. Let me explain myself later on that. Would that be alright? He really should hear it first."

Rose nodded her head and said, "Sure."

The waiter brought over their meal. It was several plates of strange things. Odd little bits in small bowls and a large platter that held what looked to be a lobster-like creature that was bright red. It was probably twice as big as any lobster that Rose had ever seen. The Doctor thanked the waiter and turned quickly to Rose.

"Alright. Let me explain this. This is tradition for people to eat this on their anniversary. Usually for your sixth anniversary because it has six legs. This is called a 'buehz', it's similar to a lobster from Earth. It nearly tastes the same. Interesting thing about this creature is: it cannot walk backwards, even though a lobster can. The reason you eat this to on your anniversary is to remind yourself and your partner, that you should look to the future. Our mistrust of the future often makes it very hard to give up the past. We are made from our past and what we have experienced, but we shouldn't be prisoners of it."

Rose became very nervous as he spoke. He looked up at her, "Okay, now you are tense again. What is that about?"

Rose sighed and shook her head. "Oh, please don't make me talk about this now. You will be properly pissed. I don't want to spoil this evening."

He sat back in the chair, "Why will I be pissed? What's going on?"

Rose closed her eyes tightly, "Oh, I shouldn't have said that, now….ugh-"

"Okay, wait on that. I'm not finished explaining this. It might help. There are six legs. Three for each of us. Symbolic of mistakes we made or ummm….secrets we have kept that we want to know about the other person or confess. What is said cannot be used against the other person. No one can get angry. No judgment. Nothing. It's completely void of any of the drama that surrounds the usual tension that comes with confessing something. So, I'm not saying you need to say anything…but there it is. Whatever has you so-"

"I cooked with your head." Rose admitted as she covered her face.

He looked confused. "I didn't get that. You did what?"

Rose took a deep breath and shook her head. Her eyes were closed tightly. He could feel how nervous she was at her own admission. He reached over and took her hand.

"Rose. What?" he asked.

She looked at his curious face. "You're going to be so angry with me."

He shook his head. "No, I really won't be. You are safe with me. What did you say?"

"I cooked with your head. Your concussion. I healed that, but-"

He leaned in closer to her. "But?"

"I also wanted to get rid of the PTSD. I'm worried I might have messed it up."

He looked surprised, "How did I miss that?"

"I blocked it. I didn't want you to know."

"You blocked it? Blocked what exactly?"

"The memory of me doing it. The part where I put you in a deep sleep and took it away."

"Where did you put it?"

"I dissolved it. It's in neither of our heads."

He sat back in complete shock. "Huh."

Rose covered her face, "See, and you're angry. I shouldn't have done it."

He took both of her hands in his and pulled them down from her face. "I'm not cross about this. Just help me understand. You did this while you were awake?"

Rose looked at his face and nodded that she did.

He raised his eyebrows. "You pushed me into a sleep? I don't remember that. When did you, how did you know how to do that?"

Rose shrugged her shoulders. "I honestly don't know. Apparently you show me how one day."

He was tongue tied and didn't know what to say next. He brought both of her hands up to his mouth and kissed them. Holding them both there for a few seconds while he thought.

"Sweetheart. Were you aware of what you were doing? You had control of this?"

Rose nodded her head. "Sortof. I think I just got angry. I can't really explain what I did. I was just so sick of you not telling me stuff. Especially something that would lead you to get shot! Who does that? You should have told me!"

He raised his hand in an effort to calm her. "Right. Right. We don't have to go through that again." He looked surprised. "Hang on. I do remember this now. My head was hurting and you made me lay on the bed. You, oh…. You mean woman! You made me think something completely different. Then you put my ass to sleep! Damn, that was a dirty trick!"

Rose looked seriously at him, "You deserved it."

He nodded his head. "Oh, I did. Worse than that." He rubbed his beard as he thought. "Wow. You can control that."

"Well, not really. I honestly don't feel like I could do it again. Do you think she's taking over more of me?" Rose asked him quietly.

He looked quickly up at her and kissed her hands again. "No, sweetheart. I think you just got really pissed at me and decided that you were going to have your way. Damn. I really wish you hadn't done that. I needed that."

Rose relaxed her tense posture and became serious. "Like hell you did! It's like you just said, you were a prisoner of your past. I do not agree that you needed it at all."

He rubbed his beard and shook his head. "Look. I explained why-"

"No, you didn't! You told me you wanted to keep it to keep from causing others pain. So you remembered how it felt. You remember how it felt, you do NOT need that. You can't help anyone carrying that around. It only will continue to hurt you. Look at what you have done in the past 24 hours. Would you have agreed to train Logan if it wasn't gone?"

He sighed, "That actually explains a great deal. Damn, how did I not see that? I mean, it's clearly missing! Now, I can tell. How did you do that?"

Rose shook her head. "I'm really not sure."

"If I asked you to do it now, how would you do it?" he asked her.

Rose thought for a moment. "I'd think of a balloon. Take it to that part of your brain and blow it up to keep anything else from being affected. Then, dissolve the pain that caused the problem. Not the problem, because that would be the memory. Then, I would keep the balloon there to block you from seeing what I had done."

"Did you see the memory of anything-"

Rose shook her head. "No. I didn't look in fear of what I would see. I know you have things you can't tell me and things you don't want me to know about. I didn't open any doors."

He sat back and crossed his arms. "Huh."

Rose bit her lip, "Please tell me I haven't given you brain damage in a moment of anger."

His face broke into a smile. "No, you haven't done that. But, it explains some stuff I was growing concerned about that I had noticed. Nothing is wrong. I'll scan myself just to make for certain. You blocked several things in my head I'm noticing now. It will take me a bit, but I'll get everything sorted back out. Wow. I'm glad you're on my side!"

Rose looked back at him, "You're not angry? The weird lobster dinner thing-"

"Oh, I made that up. I knew something was going on." He confessed.

Rose tossed her hands in the air, "Are you serious?"

He sat back and sighed as he crossed his arms. "Oh, I'm completely serious. As you told me this morning, all is fair in love and war. I was determined to get to the bottom of that."

Rose shook her head in disbelief. "I deserve that."

"No, you don't. I knew when I told you about it that you would do something. I just didn't realize it would have been so quick. Wow. It is really gone! I've not thought like this in, centuries!"

Rose laughed quietly as she stared at him. "Oh, you are going to be proper annoying now aren't you?"

He wagged his eyebrows at her. "Oh, very possible."

Rose smiled at him.

He rose up and broke apart some of the lobster creature. He pulled some of the meat out of it, dipping it into some yellow cream. He fed it to Rose off his fingers. Rose sucked his index finger as he put it into her mouth.

She could feel his instant confusion and enjoyment. She smiled at him, "Brain shorted out?"

He smiled as he took some of the meat, dipped it in the cream and ate it himself. "Oh, you have no idea. You are a mean woman. Can we get a hotel room here? Tonight?"

He could feel Rose's uneasiness. "Would it be terrible for me-"

"We can do it another night. We're here for a few days. We can go back to the ship. I want you to be comfortable. Actually, anniversary! I have something special planned. We need you have you back on the ship for that. Right! See, brain working better already. Annoying husband who can't keep his hands to himself has Plan B already in the works! You'll like this better anyway."

Rose smiled at him. "Oh gosh. What have I got myself into?"

He fed her some more of the meat as he ate some himself. "Oh, you like it. Don't even try woman."

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