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Chapter 57 – Back Home

Rose and The Doctor popped back into their bedroom. Rose quickly took him over to the bed and forced him to lie down.

"Rose, I'm really alright. Just a bad headache." He told her. He still held the ice pack on the side of his head and was moving slowly.

Rose sat down next to him as he lay back, very carefully, in the bed. He closed his eyes tightly. Rose sat and watched him.

"Isn't a concussion something you aren't supposed to go to sleep with?" Rose asked him.

"This isn't that bad." He told her.

"It looks like it's that bad. The entire side of your face is bruising up."

He didn't open his eyes. "Still. Better than a bullet in the head."

She continued to look at him. "I'm just going to let you keep on with this. You know, I can tell how bad this is hurting you."

He looked at her. "What do you want me to do?"

"Let me try to help you." Rose asked him.

He closed his eyes again. "Maybe this concussion is that bad. I can't believe what I'm hearing."

"Let me help with this and the PTSD." Rose insisted.

He looked at her. "And then what?"

"Oh, you're going to get a proper slap most likely. I'm sure you knew that was coming! Not only from the vision you had, but the way Lewis and Legate were able to get that guy so quick. You damn knew that was going to happen and you kept it from me!"

"Lewis told me that the plan was to have me shot when I was in the middle of a meeting with Idles. He scheduled it for tomorrow. I guess the shooter came early and was setting up or something. I have no idea." He grimaced as he closed his eyes tightly.

Rose wasn't happy. "So, you sat in that office, knowing that was going to happen?"

"That was the plan. Let the shooter shoot me, so they could finally arrest Idles. They seem to think they can prove it was him behind everything. But, a shot had to be taken."

Rose became angry with herself. "Damn it! I saw this happen. Why didn't I insist we go someplace else? Especially after that phone call and I felt you become so cross. Why did you get so angry?"

He held the ice pack to his head still with his eyes closed. "Something dealing with Stark. I need to call and talk to him about it before he gets his ass in trouble. I'll deal with it in a bit."

He could feel Rose's guilt. He looked at her and took her hand. "Those visions are all fixed points in time, Rose. There is nothing you can do to prevent anything you see in them. What you see has to happen."

Rose shook her head. "That really doesn't make me feel better."

He laughed, which he instantly regretted. The pain shot through his head. He moaned.

Rose felt it. "Serves you right, Old Man."

"Oh the gods, you are a mean woman." He complained as he smiled.

Rose looked him up and down. "You know what? I should just do what you do. 'Take a page out of your book' as Howie would say. Take matters into my own hands and to hell with what anyone thinks."

He didn't open his eyes and pushed his pillow down so he could lay flatter on the bed. "I should be a living warning for anyone who thinks that is a good idea."

Rose smiled at him and bit her lip. She took off her shoes and gently straddled him as he lay on the bed. He looked up at her and smiled. She helped him take off his jacket and his vest, tossing them in the floor. He kicked off his shoes, being very careful not to move his head.

He smiled up at her. "Rose, what are you planning on doing here?"

Rose tapped her bracelet. "Friday, please play Rose's shagging playlist."

Friday's voice came through the bracelet. "Of course, ma'am. Where shall I play it?"

"Here in the bedroom of the island house, please." Rose told him.

"Of course, ma'am." Friday said as he turned on 'Toes' by Glass Animals.

The Doctor looked up at her and smiled embarrassedly. "Sweetheart. I don't think I'm up for this at the moment."

Rose smiled at him as she unbuttoned his silk shirt, exposing his bare chest. She leaned down and kissed him as she rubbed his chest. She could feel his lust, as his curiosity grew with the wonder of what she was going to do next. She tasted the sweets he had been eating just moments before the shooting.

She rubbed her nose against his and kissed him gently. She whispered, "Do you trust me?"

He smiled at her. "You know I do. Completely."

She unbuttoned the top of her dress, showing off her cleavage and enlarged breasts. He forgot the pain in his head. He inhaled deeply and said something in a strange language.

She teased him as she looked at him with her tongue in her teeth and smiled. It had been so long since he had found himself in such a position like this with her, his brain had completely shorted out. Rose could tell.

Rose whispered to him as she seductively rubbed her body against his. She whispered, "You know that I love you."

He smiled at her and whispered. "More than anything."

She ran the tip of her tongue across his lips and whispered, "Close your eyes then, Old Man."

He smiled as he closed his eyes. His mind raced with the excitement of what she might be planning on doing to him. He felt Rose lay her finger on the middle of his forehead, and he fell into a deep sleep.

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