Glimpses of Time

Chapter Six: Heels and Flats

By Lumendea

AN: I'm so happy with all the Thirteen/Rose stuff I've been seeing. Jodie saying that she'd like Rose as a companion made me so happy so I wanted to write a bit more fluff for our favorite space wives.

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The Doctor had largely stayed away from worrying about traditional gender clothing in her new body. While the TARDIS was happy to provide clothing of different sizes to match her current form, the Doctor was still curious. It was odd to look in the mirror and see herself, but the new body was certainly a good one. Rose liked it.

The strangest thing thus far was being able to borrow Rose's clothing. Rose had borrowed hers a lot in the past. It hadn't been at all unusual to find Rose in one of her old jumpers or using one of her button downs. In fact, the Doctor had always rather liked it. Yes, they knew that it was a bit territorial, but Rose had never discouraged them.

Heels, however, had been a mistake. It was odd because the Doctor had worn them before in France when it had been a mostly male thing. (The Sun King had hated being short). Apparently, she was severely out of practice because after the first hour at the gala, the Doctor's legs and back had started to ache despite her superior physiology.

Stumbling out of the room, the Doctor leaned against the wall. Thankfully no one was around to witness her pain. Grumbling to herself, the Doctor walked slowly towards the exit.

"There you are," Rose said behind her.

Turning around, the Doctor couldn't even appreciate the vision her wife made in her short blue dress with golden accents. Rose's hair was swept up in a fancy do. Her smile was soft, and Rose started digging through her small blue clutch.

"Are you okay?" Rose asked.

"Why do people wear heels?" the Doctor groaned. Then she sighed dramatically and answered her own question, "They do make your legs look amazing." Dropping her eyes, she scanned Rose's exposed legs with a growing smile. "Not that your legs aren't gorgeous, they are."

"We do have an excellent exercise routine," Rose agreed. She smiled a little and kept digging in her clutch. Then she grinned and pulled out a small bundle. "Found them."

"What?" the Doctor asked. She kept leaning against the fence.

"Flats," Rose answered. She unwrapped the cloth to reveal a pair of basic canvas flats. "Packed a pair for you."

Rose bent down carefully with the grace of a woman who was used to heels. While the Doctor kept a grip on the wall, Rose gently unbuckled the terrible footwear and slipped the canvas shoes on the Doctor's feet.

"Kind of a reserve Cinderella," Rose said.

"If those glass slippers hurt half as much then the prince should have done this to get her to marry him."

Rose laughed, the melodic sound cheering the Doctor up. Of course, Rose getting the second shoe off helped a lot too. A moment later, Rose stood up, the discarded heels dangling from one hand and a satisfied smile on her face.

"I love you," the Doctor said. Wiggling her toes in the flats, she leaned forward and kissed Rose soundly on the lips. "You are wonderful, darling."

"You're welcome," Rose laughed.

The Doctor didn't release Rose. Instead, she kept her hand against Rose's cheek, her smile softening into a warm and gentle expression. Smiling, Rose leaned her face into the Doctor's cool hand and met her spouse's eyes.

"We've been together for years," the Doctor said. "Lifetimes and yet, you still manage to surprise me."

"Trust me, packing flats the first time you decide to wear heels isn't a stroke of genius, just experience. Even 25th-century heels still take getting used to."

"Still," the Doctor said. "It was sweet. You didn't try to talk me out of it or say I couldn't do it. You were just ready to make things easier when the time came." She kissed Rose again. "So glad I married you."

"I'm glad I married you too," Rose agreed. Then she reached into her clutch again and found another pair of flats. "Your turn."

Grinning, the Doctor took the flats and bent down. She gently helped Rose change into the sturdy canvas flats. Then she stood up, kissed Rose again, and linked their arms. Rose smiled at her and the pair, without needing any words headed for the TARDIS.