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Chapter 36 - Bowling

As they had Pete's medicine filled, the pharmacist told them that those pills were usually used to treat depression.

"Depression!? What the hell? Stupid ape doctors!" the Doctor exclaimed.

Howie, now knowing about the Doctor, broke into hysterical laughter and nearly fell into the floor.

"Oh, you are some piece of pudding! Pete, this son in law of yours is the pink of a perfection! You have to come around more, Doc'!" Howie told them through his laughter.

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They returned to the White House. Pete told the Doctor that he already felt a lot better than he had in years. The Doctor had some of the "damn whiskey" in the limo with Pete and Howie.

As soon as they entered the residence, they heard her.

"Oh, here they are then! Where the hell have you all been? Off drinking?"

Pete looked in shock. "Jackie! Feeling better, love?"

"Oh, of course I am you plum. What the hell are you doing killing off my daughter without my permission?" Jackie asked.

The Doctor's head was swimming from the "damn whiskey". He was confused. "What? He just needs your permission to kill your daughter? I don't know if I'm okay with that or not, Jackie."

She walked over to the Doctor and smacked him in the chest lightly. "You just shut it before I find some apples to toss you down!"

He knew he had drank too much, again. That damn whiskey.

Howie walked in between them and greeted Jackie. "Jackie, you precious hen. It's damn good to see you. You look all played out. Why don't you have a sit down?"

"I'll play you out, Howie! I'm sure this was some of your idea, too! He can't come up with this shit all Jack Jones!"

"Damn, Jackie. No need to be such a mean ole rip! Go ahead and tell us what you think, woman. Rip-roar that mouth of yours." Howie sang to her as he danced a little.

Jackie laughed at him. "I ought to bust your bottle over your Jethro!"

The Doctor looked around, head spinning, "Jackie, where is Rose?"

"She went to lay down. She was tired and said she needed some Soot." Jackie told him.

"I'm going to go check on her, then. Excuse me." the Doctor was very happy to get out of that room. He walked back to the room him and Rose were staying in. He found Rose sitting on the couch watching telly.

"You told me Eastenders wasn't in this dimension!" he said as soon as he entered the room.

Rose laughed at him. "I knew you had a thing for this show!"

"I do not. I just watched it to see what your Mom was talking about."

He took off his jacket and sat next to her. He had another lollipop in his mouth.

"Are the sweets helping?" Rose asked him.

"I think I'm developing a habit." They laughed as he removed it from his mouth and leaned over to kiss her. She could feel happiness from him in that instant.

"Everything go alright?" Rose asked him as he propped his feet up on the table and wrapped his arm around her.

"I'm going to warn you. I've been in that damn whiskey again. My head is already spinning. I'm not sure what I might say." he told her seriously.

"Well, that actually sounds like you are pretty sober then." she chuckled at him.

He rubbed his face, "Maybe two more glasses would have done me in, then. I'm glad the hospital is so close."

"Howie and your mum are talking their crazy ape languages to one another. You're right. I felt like my head would explode. I'm glad I could get out of there."

Rose laughed. "Why do you think I played the 'I'm still recovering card', and disappeared to watch telly?"

"Too much ape language?" the Doctor asked.

"No, Mum going on about wedding plans already. I had to escape." Rose explained.

He laughed at her. "I can't say I blame you. Oh, and other big news. Howie knows I'm a real 'foreigner'."

Her eyes lit up in shock. "Really? Oh, I wish I could have see his face."

"Oh, come here. I think I remember it well enough to show you."

The Doctor turned towards Rose and lifted his hand to Rose's head to telepathically connected with her.

She was standing in the lab, watching the projection Doctor drawing blood from Pete's arm. Pete said, "The Doctor isn't from around here, Howie. I thought I had told you that."

Howie said, "Yeah, and you are plum crazy!"

The projection Doctor smiled and announced that he understood what Howie had said.

Pete continued, "Howie. You idiot. You know I work at Torchwood. You know that Rose can talk these aliens out of shooting our planet out of the sky. Where do you think she learned that from?"

Howie said, "That Rosie sure can talk a dog off of a gut wagon. How did she meet such a foreigner?"

The Doctor ended the projection.

"You get the idea. And have you ever heard of 'pirooting?'" he asked her around his lollipop that was still in his mouth.

Confused she said, "No. What is it?"

"Don't ask. Trust me on this, Rose. Don't even ask." he looked serious and rubbed his face in embarrassment.

The Doctor continued to look at her as he lay his arm on the back of the couch. He lay his hand on her thigh.

"You are beautiful. Have I told you that, today?" he asked her.

She leaned over tipping her forehead on his chin. "I took it in context right before you left for the hospital."

He laughed under his breath and rubbed his face, blushing.

"You know what I would like?" Rose asked him.

"No, dear. What is it?" he replied as he looked at her. He was lost in her beauty again. Amazed to be sitting next to her.

"Some chips. We've not had chips in forever. How have I just now noticed that?"

"Chips, darling? Tell me, where in the entire world do they serve the best chips?" he asked her smiling.

"I don't know. Well, there was this one place we went to once. It was in New Germany. A little beergarden there."

"Beer! Now that's probably something I don't need at the moment." he said.

"Oh, like we can pop off to New Germany!" Rose teased him.

He rubbed his head and looked at her. "Yeah, I suppose. I can call down to the kitchen, see if they can make you some."

"Do you think they would?"

"Sure. I can speak American English! What do they call them here, french fries? I've never understood that."

Rose laughed at him. "Well, you do speak all of these languages!"

He rubbed his face smiling, "Yeah, all of them except Howie's and Jackie's apparently. Geez. I wonder if they even understand what they are saying. It's like people with an accent. Do they realize they have an accent?"

Rose noticed the Doctor was wearing a watch. She pulled his arm down to look at it.

"Since when do you wear a watch?" she asked him.

He laughed in surprise. "Ah... noticed that, huh?"

"You always know what time it is. What's going on?" Rose asked him.

He shrugged, "I'm just trying to fit in, Rose. You said it was weird I could just spit out what time it is without looking at anything."

She looked at him and considered.

"I have a question for you. And you don't have to answer if you don't want to."

He nodded, "Sure, Rose. What is it?"

"Did you speak English when I was with you on the TARDIS? Or was it the TARDIS translating in my head for me?" Rose asked.

He looked surprised at her. "That's interesting you worked that out. What makes you think I wasn't speaking English?"

"Some of the things you have said recently. About it being an 'extremely limiting language', and how you sometimes would 'revert to languages you were comfortable speaking' when you get mad or whatever."

He looked at her. Deep in thought. "Hmm..."

After he had stared at her for a few moments. "Does it matter?" he asked her.

"No, of course not. I was just curious."

"Do I sound different? Do I say the right words?" he asked.

"I honestly can tell no difference." Rose asked.

"Hmm..." He propped his head up on his fist. "That is interesting."

"Doctor?"

"Oh right! You wanted chips. Let me go get you some! I'll be right back."

He rushed out of the room.

Rose shook her head, "Slippery old man."

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That night, Howie took them all downstairs in the basement to the White House's Bowling Alley. The room was a long room with pins on painted on the wall. The room only had enough space for the one lane that sat in that room.

The Doctor didn't think he had ever bowled before. Rose knew she hadn't. Pete had several times on his other visits to the White House with Howie.

Rose had also noticed the Doctor was avoiding her, or being alone with her. She wondered how long he was going to make her wait before he would tell her what was causing his fear. He had promised he would tell her. She knew that he would when he was ready, so she was trying to not think about it.

President Harriet Jones had returned and was chatting away with Caroline, Jackie and Rose all about the recent engagement. Jackie had smacked Pete across the chest after she saw Rose's ring.

"Hers is so much bigger than my ring!" she complained.

Pete looked at the Doctor. "Thanks for that."

The Doctor shrugged and laughed as he drank a dark beer. Rose mentioning it had made him want one. He hadn't had one in many years. It wasn't as good as he remembered, but he was trying to avoid that damn whiskey that he always seemed to embarrass himself with.

Tony and Jacob were upstairs in Jacob's room playing video games. The Doctor hadn't really seen Tony all day. Even though he missed him, he was extremely happy to see that he was happy, and not a lonely, little boy that he feared he might be. Tony had came to ask the Doctor if he minded putting him to bed later that night. He had promised him he would, and told him to just come downstairs and get him.

After some coaching from Pete, the Doctor thought he might have this bowling thing down. He tossed out a few practice rolls before they started the game. Howie, Pete, and the Doctor had elected to play against Rose, Harriet and Caroline. Jackie had politely refused stating that she was still recovering from her illness.

"Well, sit over there all abisselfa, you acorn calf." Howie told her.

She pointed at him, and playfully threatened him. "You and that crazy a la mode of yours!"

The Doctor looked at Rose and laughed as they sat next to one another. "They are so funny together. I never knew your mum talked like that."

"Why isn't Tony wearing his splint? I saw him without it earlier." Jackie told him.

Pete was lining his shot up. "His wrist is fine, Jackie."

Howie said, "Yeah. According to Hoyle, that's his father and he can decide to use that new machine on him."

The Doctor gritted his teeth at that statement. Was Howie trying to start a fight with Jackie?

"What machine is this?" Jackie asked.

"It's a machine the Doctor made. We are putting them in all of the hospitals in the world." Pete told her as he bowled.

He missed all the pins.

Howie declared. "You have to acock them, Pete! I'm afeared you are bad box."

Harriet spoke up, "It sounds extremely exciting. It will help so many people!"

"It just heals it right up?" Jackie asked the Doctor.

He nodded as he drank his beer. "Yes, Jackie. It's perfectly safe." He waved at her with his arm. "See?"

Just then, she noticed his huge cast was missing. "Oh, for heaven's sakes!"

Even though he hadn't used the machine on his hand, he figured it was better for the direction the conversation was taking if he made it appear to Jackie that he had. Especially, before it had been used on her young son.

"Well, wow. Thank you, Doctor." Jackie said.

Harriet got up to bowl.

"I like this fellow of yours' Rose. He's a pistol! He doesn't bark at a knot, I tell you!" Howie declared.

The Doctor looked confused at Rose, who returned his confused look. Deciding it must be a good thing, they clanged their glasses together and drank.

"Well, thank you Howie." the Doctor told him.

Harriet managed to knock down five pins.

"Oh, and Rose. Howie signed an executive order. I can now prescribe medication." the Doctor told her.

"Damn, skippy I did!" Howie said as he got up to bowl. "Pete needed some help with his cholesterol. It was up on the barrens. The Doctor saved his bacon."

Howie knocked down nine pins.

Rose turned to the Doctor and asked, "Is that why-"

"We will talk about it later. I promise." he told her quietly as he patted her thigh. "Caroline, it's your turn, ma'am."

"Has Pete been drinking the entire time he's been here?" Jackie asked.

Caroline knocked down eight pins.

Howie tossed up his hands. "What the hell else is he supposed to do? He brought this beau to meet us and that Doc' fellow jumped right in to paint his nose as well. Never batted an eye! Drank me under the table."

He turned and pointed at the Doctor and looked seriously at him. "And now I know why!" and laughed.

The Doctor laughed at Howie. He took off his jacket and tossed it on the back of the chair. Rolled up his sleeves and went to bowl.

"Alright, let's see how you do!" Pete called to him.

"Come on B'hoy!" Howie yelled.

The Doctor bowled a strike. "Is that what you are supposed to do?" he asked and smiled, surprised at himself.

"Well, hell it looks like we've been bamboozled or he just really afly." Howie told Pete. "And that's good, because you suck and we're going to get beaten by these women!"

"Shut up, Howie." Pete laughed at his friend.

Rose came up to bowl.

"Come on Rosie darling!" Howie cheered for her.

Pete clapped, "Come on, Rose!"

The Doctor, "Come on!"

Rose bowled a strike as well.

She turned around and bowed.

"Oh, we might have us a game here, boys!" Howie declared.

Howie turned. "So, Doc'. Done with the bach life, huh? I'm happy for y'all. So many men are at sea when it comes to women."

The Doctor looked at Pete. "I don't think this beer is helping."

"Switch back to the whiskey. Trust me." Pete told the Doctor.

Oh, that damn whiskey again. "Alright, pour me a glass."

Rose looked surprised when she saw the Doctor drinking the damn whiskey again. "Are you serious? You said you were done drinking that."

"Rose, I feel like a pilgrim in an unholy land. I can't understand anything being said. Take me out of here if I get embarrassing."

Pete laughed at him. "Ah, you're among friends here Doctor. We'll make sure you don't do anything embarrassing. Like this idiot over here that called the Emperor of India a -"

Howie suddenly stopped drinking his whiskey. "I thought he was!" he reasoned.

Pete continued, "Caused an international incident you wouldn't believe. You need to learn to control that mouth, Howie!"

Howie waved away Pete's words. "Whatever. That boy was between the hay in the grass. I didn't even know who he was."

Jackie asked, "What are we doing with this State Dinner tomorrow? I mean, everyone thinks Rose is dead. Did you idiots think about that? It would have been the perfect time to announce their engagement."

"Damn, Pete. We've rattled your ole bitty!" Howie said in mock surprise.

The drink must have been working. The Doctor laughed at that.

"This State Dinner is just a reason to do a shin-dig on a big figure. Caroline has put together a wonderful night." Howie said.

Caroline said, "Yes, dinner and dancing. All formal and lovely."

"Yep, so put on your best bib and tucker!" Howie declared.

"Yeah, idiot. But everyone thinks Rose is dead. Is she going to go? How are we going to do this?" Jackie declared.

The Doctor's head was spinning. "I tell you what, Jackie. I think this conversation needs to happen with less alcohol so we can make a more clear headed decision."

Jake walked into the room. "A clear headed decision. What's the fun in that?"

The room erupted in greetings for Jake.

"Hey, it's the curly wolf!" Howie yelled.

Shortly after Jake arrived, Tony, Jacob and Zeus came downstairs to get the Doctor. Tony was ready to go to bed.

The Doctor excused himself and asked Jake to take his place on the bowling team. He leaned down and kissed Rose quickly on the lips as he left with the boys.

As the night went on, the Pete continued to bowl very poorly. He blamed it on the alcohol he was drinking. Howie declared Rose a "crimany critter."

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The Doctor sat down in the rocking chair in the room where Tony was staying. Jacob had already went to bed. Tony climbed into the Doctor's lap and sat down.

Tony was determined that the Doctor was going to read to him before he went to sleep. Zeus lay on the floor at the Doctor's feet.

"What book are we reading tonight, Comrade?" the Doctor asked him quietly.

"This one you got me." Tony told him as he handed him one of the Heminges and Condell books for kids.

"You know this book wasn't written by these people. They were actors that worked with the author. His name was Shakespeare."

"Like your friend? Shakes?" Tony asked.

The Doctor chuckled as he nodded. "Exactly like my friend, Shakes. But, Shakespeare had the most beautiful words. Oh, Tony. They would just come him. He would be thinking about something else entirely, and the words would just come into his head. He was brilliant."

"Really? Then why is their name on the book?" Tony asked.

"Because, Tony. Well. Sometimes you can't explain why people do the things they do."

The Doctor looked down and saw that Tony had picked out Hamlet.

"Oh, Comrade. This is my favorite one. Rose and I just saw this in New York. Have you ever seen a play?"

"No. Daddy tells me I can't sit still long enough."

"Well, that would be a problem. When you get older, I'll take you to see one. Would that be okay?"

Tony smiled, "Yes!"

The Doctor looked behind Tony's small head at a small globe that was projecting stars on the ceiling against the dim room. The Doctor saw it and asked Tony, "What is that?"

Tony looked at the light. "That's the universe, Doctor. That's what it looks like."

The Doctor shook his head. "Oh no, no, no. Trust me. I know about these things. That is not what the universe looks like."

"Well, then what does it look like?" Tony asked him.

The Doctor lay his head on the back of the chair and rocked them both. "Oh, Tony. It is huge. Vast. Beautiful beyond anything you can imagine. Full of adventure. Full of stories. Not a piece of plastic with a light in it."

The Doctor realized how much he was missing his TARDIS in that moment. His heart ached with longing for his ancient companion.

"Have you seen it?" Tony asked him.

"Of course I have! I'm very clever. I had to study a long time and read a lot. You see a lot of stuff in books and such. Plus, working with your Dad, I get to see things telescopes see and galaxies far off."

"Can you show them to me sometime?" Tony was getting excited.

"Tell you what. Why don't we just fix this one to really show you the universe. Where is your sonic screwdriver I made you?"

"Right here! You said to always keep it on you, so Mum got me some jammies that have pockets."

"Sleeping with that thing, mate? That's dedication!" the Doctor beamed. He didn't even do that. Granted, lately he had been sleeping with nothing but Rose and big smile on his face.

"Use your screwdriver on it, and fix it. Just point it at it, and press the button like I showed you."

Tony did what the Doctor asked, as the Doctor used his screwdriver behind his back out of Tony's view. The lights filled the room and swirled around in the ceiling. It looked just like he was in space. Orbiting a supernova with distant galaxies in the background. For a moment, the Doctor forgot he was sitting there with Tony as they both looked up at the new, superior projection.

"Man, I miss this." the Doctor said under his breath. Admitting it for the first time to himself since he had been here. He longed to return to his TARDIS.

As he put his screwdriver back in his pocket, his hand bumped the lollipops. He smiled remembering his new life with Rose. He gave Tony one as he put one into his own mouth. He smiled, feeling instantly better. He leaned over and kissed Tony on the top of his head.

"Someday, I'll take you to see them for real. Because they are real, Tony. And they are so beautiful."

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The group broke up before the Doctor returned. Rose went upstairs to find him reading to Tony. The light of the universe was back to normal. The Doctor was sitting in a rocking chair in the bedroom with tiny, Tony on his knee. Tony's head was bobbing back and forth. He had clearly been asleep for a while. The Doctor continued to read to him, as if he hadn't noticed he was sleeping.

Rose came in and whispered. "I think he's asleep."

"Oh, I'm sure he is. Problem is, I don't think I can get out of this chair and put him in the bed. I shouldn't have had that damn whiskey." the Doctor whispered.

Rose laughed quietly at him. "Here, let me help you." She took Tony out of the Doctor's lap and tucked him into bed. Zeus jumped in the bed with Tony. She returned to help the Doctor out of the chair.

"What were you reading?" Rose asked him.

"This book you got me by Charley." the Doctor said as he held up the first edition book that Rose had given to him when first arrived in this dimension. "The Mystery of Edwin Drood by Dickens. He remembered stuff a bit different than I do, but that's alright. It's still a good story."

They walked down the hall to their room.

"You've read the entire thing already?" Rose asked him.

He nodded. "Yeah. I read it four times after Tony went to sleep. I read him Hamlet."

Rose laughed at him. "Hamlet? No wonder he went to sleep so fast."

"Oi!" the Doctor sounded insulted.

They walked into their room, and the Doctor shut the door.

Rose turned to him. "How's your head?"

"Spinning. " he said as he fell into the bed. "I've got to stay away from that damn whiskey."

Rose laughed at him. She went into the bathroom.

"How's your head, sweetheart?" he asked her.

She came back into the bedroom. "Oh, I'm fine. I know when to say when!" Rose teased him as she sat down next to him in the bed. She leaned down and kissed him gently. He made that happy noise in his throat and smiled.

"Can you get me some more of those lollipops?" the Doctor asked her.

She rubbed his chest and grabbed his hand. "Sure. Are they helping that much?"

He put his arm over his eyes, "I had a moment tonight, when I just really became homesick for my TARDIS. I don't know. Tony said something and ... I don't know."

"Sweetheart. I suppose that's normal. You were together a long time."

"A very, very long time." he added without removing his arm from his head.

"How's the new TARDIS growing?" Rose asked.

"Very, very slowly." he grumbled.

She leaned down and kissed him. She had put back on the lip gloss. The taste made him lose all thought of the TARDIS and sadness. He had his Rose. What did he have to be sad about? He put his hands on the side of her face and tasted her lip gloss as his tongue danced with hers.

"Vanilla. It's vanilla! Right?" the Doctor asked her.

Rose smiled "Yes! You finally tasted it! I have several of them. But this is the only one I've used."

"What other ones do you have?" he was looking at her and smiling with his hand behind his head.

"Cherry, chocolate, bubble gum, cotton candy and pear-"

"PEAR?!" he exclaimed.

"What's wrong? You don't like pears?"

"No! Toss that one out."

Rose smiled as she leaned in and kissed him again. She could feel his love and happiness. It made her smile, which made him laugh under her kisses. She raised up and looked at him.

"You seem to be feeling better!" she told him. "Thank goodness. You had me so worried."

"I didn't mean to worry you love." he said as he rolled out of the bed and opened their suitcase.

"What are you doing?" Rose asked him.

"We need different clothes." the Doctor said. As he stopped to scratch his face to consider.

"What are you on about?" Rose asked him.

He looked down at his suit. "This won't do. We need something else."

He pulled out a pair of his jeans and lay them on the bed. He looked at Rose, and then back into the suitcase. He brought out a short blue sundress that she had worn once before.

"Here you go love. Change. And hand me that lip gloss."

"What are you talking about?" Rose asked him. This was mad. It was late. They were in the White House. He was acting like they were headed out someplace.

He took off his trousers and put on his jeans. He rolled up the bottom of each leg until they were right under his knees. He didn't tuck in his now untucked blue oxford, and removed his tie.

Rose shook her head in disbelief. "Okay, then." Rose changed in front of the Doctor. He rubbed his beard as he watched her.

"Oh, this is going to be good." he mumbled as he took his phone, screwdriver, and lollipops out of his trousers and slid them into his jeans' pockets.

Rose walked into the bathroom and got the lip-gloss. She handed it to him, and he put it in his pocket.

"Where's your phone at? I need it." the Doctor asked her.

Rose looked around and found it on the nightstand. The Doctor took it into the sitting room, and then returned to the bedroom without it.

"What shoes do I need?" Rose asked.

He was smiling at her like a loon. "None!" he said. "No shoes!"

Now she was really confused. "We are just going to be barefoot?"

He looked at her seriously, "Yeah."

He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her. She held him.

"You look crazy." she laughed quietly.

"Oh, I'm sure!" he was smiling like a loon. "Okay, two things first. You can't punch me until I tell you it's okay to do so."

She looked surprised. "Oh god! What in the hell?"

He smiled. "And you are safe. I'm with you the entire time and you are not alone. You know I'll never leave you, right. You do know that, don't you Rose?"

She could feel his sincerity and his worry.

She looked at him seriously, "Yeah. I know that."

"Are you sure? No question in your mind?" he asked her seriously.

She shook her head. "None." And smiled. It made him smile.

"Okay. Put your hands behind your back." he told her.

"This is so weird. What are you doing?" Rose asked him.

"Okay, feel my watch right there?"

"I still don't get why you even bother wearing it..."

He nodded at her and smiled. "Yeah. Put your hand on it."

Rose did as he had asked her. He put his hand on top of hers very tightly.

He kissed her, tasting the lip gloss that was left on her lips.

"Okay, on three. Remember no punching and I'm with you."

"Okay."

"One... two... "

They disappeared away from the bedroom and Rose found herself someplace really bright. She was still in the Doctor's arms. She could hear the roar of the ocean nearby and feel sand on under her feet.

The Doctor spoke. "Give your eyes a minute to adjust and I'll explain. I'm not letting go of you. Everything is alright."

Rose was stunned. "What happened?"

He bent down and snogged her.

'You are such a brilliant kisser. What the hell have you done now, old man?'

She opened her eyes.

"How are your eyes? I know, it's bright. Can you tell where we are?"

She could see much better now. They were on a small island. In the middle of a beautiful, blue ocean. She could see a lagoon near them. There was a small mountain in the distance. The ocean around them seem to go on forever. The sand was light brown and the beach was littered with shells. The sun was very bright in the edge of the sky.

"Okay. Explain. Why are we on a beach? Where are we even at? How did we get here? Why is it day here?"

The Doctor returned to his mad smile. "My watch. Your gizmo. I told you I would fix it."

Rose was shocked. "The gizmo that you kept tinkering with that kept zapping you?"

He smiled as he held her. "I told you I'd fix it! That damn thing nearly ran me nuts."

He was so proud of himself.

"I thought you threw it away?" Rose said.

"No way. If I had done that, some poor cleaning lady would have probably gotten zapped into...well. Nevermind some of the stuff I saw when I was working on that thing. I'll have nightmares if I think about it too much."

Rose laughed at him.

He turned her around and wrapped his arms around her waist. "We are close to the Tropic of Capricorn. In the Pacific Ocean. About 300 miles from Hawaii. When you are here at night, you can see more stars than any place I've ever been to on Earth. It is beautiful."

Rose turned and looked at him. "That far!?"

He smiled. "Yes. The original gizmo was damaged. I'm surprised these things didn't randomly zap people around more. After I took everything apart and just rebuilt it, I put it in this watch I had picked up at some point. I don't know. It was in my pocket. Anyway, it worked. A gizmo watch!"

"Why didn't I think of that?"

"Ah, I've had one before. It was touchy, too. I spent a lot of time fixing it. I finally just tossed it in a corner of the TARDIS and forgot about it. It's probably still there."

She turned to face him. "But, why is it day?"

The Doctor laughed at her. "It's a different time zone, silly. It's 4:00 in the afternoon here."

Rose laughed at him. "You are positivity mad, you are! Oh, I love you. There's never a dull moment."

She kissed him and ran her hands through his hair. He held her around the waist and pulled her in close.

He leaned back. "Come over here." he said as he smiled.

He lead her away from the ocean, towards the palm trees near the lagoon. He never let go of her hand as they walked on the sand. There, under several palm trees was a wooden treasure chest.

Rose looked at him. "Really? Like a pirate?"

He rubbed his beard, "Yeah, I know. Corny, but I needed to put it in something. Open it!"

She knelt down and open the box. Inside she found the two bottles of champagne they had left over from the hotel in New York, two glasses, some sunscreen, sunglasses and a blanket.

She looked up at him. "What is this?"

"Something to celebrate with!" the Doctor told her as he opened a bottle of champagne.

She laughed. "When did you do this? Are you living a double life?"

He laughed at her. "Ha! Yes! I feel like I have been recently. I brought this here last night."

"When were you here? We were in New York!"

"Nah, I had to test the gizmo. I went to Australia, China, Japan, Russia and here. It was cold in Russia. I found this island on the internet days ago. Before we left London."

Rose was trying to keep her mouth from gapping open. He saw her shock and laughed at her. "Oh, if that surprises you sweetheart, you haven't heard anything yet. I have a lot of explaining to do."

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