The Doctor and Rose

Rose paused, about to knock on the door and turned to her companion.

"Are you SURE this is the right place?" she asked for the third time.

The doctor sighed loudly "For the last time Rose, the only reason I had made a mistake was because there was an alien artifact in that town, this is the right town"

"How do you know that there isn't an alien artifact in this town too?" she pressed "I mean, you were so sure about last time and"

"Rose" the doctor interrupted quietly "I am sure that they are here, it won't be a wild goose chase I promise. So are you going to knock or not?"

"Sure, why not" she forced a grin onto her face and knocked onto the door.

"Ello? Whoz there?" an elderly Scottish woman came to the door, peering out at them.

"Hello. Sorry for disturbing" Rose paused "My names Rose Tyler, and this is my friend Paul Reauben, if it's not too much trouble, I was wondering if we could sta here for the night, our house burnt down" she explained.

"Well, it's not ev'ry da' that I see two young 'uns out in the middle of thee night, askn' for a room" she said chuckling.

"Well tha' is to be 'spected in 1847" she muttered.

"I suppose you can stay, as long as you sleep in the same room" the elderly woman said.

"That will be fine" the doctor said "And your name is?" he asked politly.

"Elizabeth, Elizabeth Johnson" came the reply.

"Well 'ere is your room, young 'uns" she said gesturing to a door off the hallway.

"Thank-you so much" Rose said politely. She and the doctor walked into the room. Rose stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong Rose?" the doctor asked concerned.

"Look over there" she said pointing, "Notice anything wrong?"

The doctor looked, and started grinning "There's only one bed"

A/N this is just a little fic, please review. All comments welcome! 