"Jack! The Doctor and Rose are here." Gwen called out as she marched into his office.
Jack put down the sandwich he'd been in the middle of at Gwen's words, brushing off the crumbs from his hands as he stood to greet the duo.
"It's time for couples therapy again already, I see." He chirped just loud enough for the two time travellers to hear him as he strode into the conference room where they were waiting. It was the biggest uncluttered area for parking the TARDIS, the main hub was so often littered by new artefacts and being rearranged that it was best to avoid it.
"We don't need counselling." The Doctor grumbled sulkily from where she was half-heartedly spinning in an office chair with a pout.
"Of course not. What did you do this time?" He asked, not bothering to reign in his amusement.
"Jack there you are. Can you watch her? We're supposed to be at peace talks in the Odruater belt but she keeps unnerving the representatives with her invasive questions and offering them dirt to eat." Rose explained as she came out of the TARDIS with armfuls of stuff.
"Of course, happy to babysit anytime you know me."
"I don't need a babysitter." The Doctor argued from behind him but no one acknowledged her.
"What's with the stuff? She moving in?" Jack asked instead.
"Well, she promised to fix Wojar's spatial regulator before his next flight which we were due to visit after the conference. She needs to fix Ryan's ps4 before we pick him up next week and he realises she's made unwanted improvements to it." This explanation was accompanied by a stern glare at her wife, who shifted guiltily in her seat. "Ianto wanted this coffee press from Krevaar. This is a medical device we found on Tosion that we thought Owen and the Doctor might enjoy figuring out. And of course the tools the Doctor needs to do all that."
Rose finished her explanation of the different items she'd brought out with a huff as she dumped them on the conference table.
"What nothing for me? You bring my employees gifts but not me. I'm offended." Jack pressed a hand to his chest in faux offence.
Rose rolled her eyes before pulling a bottle of hypervodka out of her bigger on the inside pockets.
Owen sauntered in then, white lab coat on, wiping his hands on a rag. "Ianto said our favourite time travellers were visiting, thought I'd come and check for myself." He said throwing himself into an office chair with a grin.
"I'm not staying but she's all yours. How's the new undead living treating you?"
"Much better now that I can drink booze again, thanks for that by the way."
"Yeah well, what's living forever without the little indulgences? We bought you a new toy to poke around with but don't let her eat or lick any of the surgical supplies this time." Rose warned with a glare at them both before disappearing back into the TARDIS.
The TARDIS was gone before anyone had time to protest. Not that they would. The arrangement had become fairly commonplace by this point. Though the Doctor had used to argue more and sulk less in the beginning.
"You can't just leave me here and take the TARDIS off without me." The Doctor whined from where Jack had a tight grip on her arm.
"I can and I will, you know the TARDIS likes me better. And don't think I didn't see the way you looked at General Hobjin, I know damn well you were planning on blowing his craft up with him in it."
The Doctor rolled her eyes at the first part but didn't bother to argue, everyone knew it was true that the TARDIS preferred Rose, the traitorous ship.
"I wouldn't have hurt anyone else."
"Well let's just try to get through it without killing anyone. Stay here." Rose had snapped before shutting the TARDIS doors on her.
Generally, the Doctor's sulking only lasted as long as it took Owen to annoy the Doctor into coming down to medical. He had a pretty good track record at this point, he knew just what sort of weird alien anatomy to mention to intrigue her. Tosh was also pretty good at figuring out what technical mumbo jumbo to rattle off to entice her too. The two of them often betted on who could excite her first, Owen was in the lead thus far though Tosh still had a lead on the others.
The others struggled a little more with knowing what to say to the time traveller. Jack often let them struggle for about ten minutes before taking pity and taking the Doctor to go see some of the alien artefacts that had fallen through or to monitor the rift on particularly interesting days. He was careful about what he showed though, knowing just what would and wouldn't get him a lecture from the Timelord in question.
"Wanna come see the Nostrovites we just got in? Their shapeshifting abilities are particularly interesting after death." Owen piped up after a moment's silence. "And we can see what this thing does."
"A nostrovite?" The Doctor tentatively asked, her interest had been peaked but she was trying to keep it under wraps so as not to seem too eager. "Haven't come across one of those in a couple of decades. How'd you get one?"
"It bit Gwen. They showed up at her wedding." Owen told her casually as he spun the chair lazily, but the glint in his eyes showed he knew he had the Doctor's attention.
"Really?" The Doctor turned to face Gwen who was glaring at Owen, irritated at being used to win Owen's bet as well as the reminder of what had happened on her big day. "You survived a Nostrovite pregnancy? That's fascinating, congrats. I'd love to know what the hormonal levels were like in the dead couple."
Jack muffled a snort at that. It was typical of the Doctor to congratulate someone for surviving an alien attack at their wedding without mentioning the wedding at all.
"What a good idea. Why hadn't I thought of that?" And just like that Owen sprung the trap and Jack knew he had won.
The Doctor leapt up from her chair, grabbing the device Rose had left out for her as she did so. It distantly reminded Jack of the way parents leave their children with a rucksack of toys to occupy them on a playdate. Though he doubted the Doctor would appreciate the comparison to a human toddler even as she hopped up from her seat like a kid on a sugar rush.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Maybe this thing will have some use after all."
Owen stood from his chair with a smirk directed at Gwen for having won their bet once more as he followed after the Doctor. No doubt planning on probing the Doctor on their own biology once they got bored of the Nostrovites. The Doctor never should have let slip that they could end up with two heads if a regeneration went wrong.
"Coming Doctor."
-x-
The fam flopped down onto the last available sofa at Donna's with a groan.
"Trouble in paradise?" Martha asked in amusement as she swirled a glass of wine.
"Rose keeps getting into fights." Graham started head tilted back on the sofa with his eyes shut in exhaustion.
"She just started a riot on Lienus KM8, it took us eleven minutes to pull her out of it." Ryan continued.
"I thought my days of breaking up brawls had been put behind me with my police training." Yaz finished.
"Oh trust me, Rose has always been getting into fights, if anything it seems to have gotten worse." Mickey piped up from where he was sitting across the room typing away on his phone not looking as if he were listening at all. "It seemed like it had calmed down a bit when she first started travelling with the Doctor, she didn't want to scare him off at first but it seems like she's long since over that. She used to get into fights with people on the Estates who were being racist."
"She did? Not you?" Ryan asked carefully for clarification.
"I didn't want to give them the satisfaction. And I knew what people would say if I was the one getting into fights, my nan had raised me better than that. But Rose knew that. She knew that people didn't expect her to throw a mean right hook and she used it to her advantage."
"That's one way to use white privilege," Yaz commented barely registering the words that were leaving her mouth, exhausted as she was.
Mickey and Martha snorted in amusement.
"I remember having to patch up her bloody knuckles when we got trapped in the sixties without the TARDIS, god she was relentless," Martha added. "I think the Doctor encourages her honestly, they find it amusing."
"I wish she wouldn't. I'm not as young as I once was." Graham grumbled, eyes still shut.
"Cheers to that." Mickey agreed.
The ensembled friends raised their glasses in agreement.
-x-
"Doctor! I've found you, at last, oh I've been looking forward to this."
The two blonde time travellers turned to the raving man in a purple coat and plaid waistcoat. Rose instantly recognised the way the Doctor tensed beside her as she recognised the presence of another timelord and really that only left one possible answer.
"Master… But how?" The Doctor gasped, further confirming Rose's suspicions.
"Really Doctor? You should know better than to think you were rid of me." His words were taunting, as usual, causing Rose to roll her eyes at what she already knew would be a typical rambling villain's speech. Yeah not today, thanks.
"Yeah, we don't care about that. Childhood friends, worst enemies blah blah blah sort it out in couple's counselling." Rose cut him off as he opened his mouth once more. "I've got a couple of questions about Timelords and in case you haven't noticed I'm short on sources so you'll have to do." Rose let out in a rush before pointing sharply at her wife. "She keeps eating dirt and telling me it's normal for a Timelord."
The Master's face immediately crumpled in disgust and confusion as he stared at the Doctor.
"What the fuck? Is that what you go around telling the universe about our species with no one around to contradict you? That we eat dirt?"
The Doctor shrugged unrepentantly, her earlier shock displaced in light of the familiar argument.
"Well, it's not like there's anyone around to dispute me. And my lies are still far less harmful than anything else the Timelords have ever done." Came the Doctor's blasé response.
The Master continued to stare at the Doctor in revulsion though for once it was different from the usual disgust they directed at the fellow Timelord. This time it was focused on the Doctor's hygiene choices rather than their moral compass, it was a nice change of pace.
"You're not- tell me she's not serious?" The Master attempted to ask the Doctor before turning to Rose instead.
The Master rarely referred anything to Rose, ignoring her when he couldn't threaten her, they had a contemptuous relationship at best. He was jealous of her Bad Wolf status and her having the Doctor's approval that he wanted for himself. As well as being disgusted by her own moral compass. Rose was just disgusted by him in general. She'd never forgotten what had happened during the year that never was and the atrocities she'd seen. And she resented him for the history between the two Timelords and the way he used it to twist the Doctor. So this was uncharted ground for them.
"Do you really think I'd be asking you if I wasn't? She stores it in her pockets to eat like a snack. She keeps telling me it's a form of analysis more accurate than any machine. Why would I make that up?"
The Master turned away from Rose to continue to stare at the Doctor with open revulsion for several moments before coming back to himself.
"I was going to do this whole bit about her not really being a Timelord and destroy her perception of self but it seems we have bigger issues at hand." He announced before turning away.
"That's what I've been sayi- wait what?" Rose faltered then as the rest of his words caught up with her, the Doctor looked similarly caught off guard.
"What do you mean I'm not a Timelord? Get back here Koschei!"
A/N: Decided to re-read this story and as I was going through the comments I remembered what my initial plans for this story had been so here it is, the follow-up I never intended to write with slightly less feral spacewives this time