Ok guys, here's another chapter for you. The reason for it's lateness is that I actually went to Venice and guess when that was decided? Just after I'd written the second chapter. Keep reviewing!
Chapter 3
Rose lay on her bed. Thankfully, the Doctor had asked for single beds. However, the Doctor had also chosen to only be here for one night. So that meant doing everything they could in one day. The Basilica, handbag shopping, scenic gondola rides, shoe shopping…all that. Yet, there was only one thing she wanted to do- and that was to kiss the Doctor senseless. Maybe more, if they were near a bed. Speak of the devil. But he's not a devil. He's an angel in disguise.
She's lying on that bed. She's lying there like she wants me. Like she needs me. But I must be misreading her signals. How could she ever want me? A 900 year old alien-with teapot-handle ears, no less. And something resembling a Roman nose. Gosh, I'm ugly. But then again…what if I'm not misreading her signals? What if she really does want me? Don't be ridiculous. The Doctor was thinking these thoughts as he walked over to her bed and held out his hand for her. She took it. He felt a shiver go down his spine at the moment she touched his hand. He swallowed, but just so that only he could hear it. He really should get out more. Anyway, he'd decided to take her to St. Mark's Square to feed the pigeons.
They walk, together, laughing and joking and talking. The square was only round the corner. When they get there, all they could see was a load of people. But, since the Doctor was rather tall, he could see the pigeon feed stall. He strode over and bought two of the bags. Then they copied everyone else- throwing some down, and then holding out their hands at standing height, so the pigeons could fly down and perch on their hands. They were both having a brilliant time. Though Rose did seem to notice that the Doctor was getting more pigeons than she was. Must be a Gallifreyan thing, she thought, as yet another pigeon landed on his already laden arms. By the time their bags were empty, it was time for a planning session. The Doctor, who appreciated the finer things in life, wanted to go to the Basilica. Rose, however, wanted to go bag and shoe shopping.
They decided in the end to meet back up at the hotel for a gondola ride. The Doctor handed her some money, then watched her slink out the door. Nope, he definitely wasn't imagining it.
Rose had spent all her money, been round almost every shop near where she was, and was now heading back to the hotel. She got in the lift (she didn't think she could manage the stairs) and opened the door.
"Doctor, I'm…"
She didn't get to finish her sentence, because at that precise moment , the Doctor swept towards her and kissed her.