A-Levels and Aliens
Apologises for taking so long to update but for the strangest reason, my teachers had given me loads of work to do. And by loads, I mean loads. Honestly, it's not as if it's my A-Level year or anything. The list referred to in this chapter, I have one exactly the same and I think it's only gonna get worse! Anyway, this is the penultimate chapter and I will do my best to write and upload the final chapter (gasp!) before I go away on Thursday. And then the sequel will begin. More details on that next chapter! Hope you enjoy as always and thanks for the reviews!
Disclaimer: Nothing you might recognise belongs to me
BANG BANG BANG!
"Someone's at the door," Rose said, lazily, from where she lay comfortably curled up in the Doctor's arms,
"Yes, someone is," he agreed, not budging a muscle,
"So where's our door opener?"
"You mean Jack? I dunno. Oh God, Rose! What are we going to do? I can't get up and go answer it!"
Rose huffed. "Fine, Mr. Lazy, I'll go!" She stood up with difficulty, slapped the Doctor lightly on the cheek and wandered over the door.
"That hurt! Right, I'll have you, Rose Tyler!" moaned the Doctor.
Rose stuck her tongue out at him before pulling open the door.
"Mum!" she said, in surprise,
"Where have you been?" Jackie demanded, "I get back from doing the shopping and find this ship gone with you an' all! I thought something had happened again…"
"We…" Rose tried to butt in but her mother was in full flow. She knew from experience that it was best to let her vent. Instead she lent back against the Doctor's chest as he wound his arms around her stomach- he had finally decided to get up and save her. In his opinion, anyway.
"And I thought I had a big gob," he murmured into her ear. Rose giggled, which made Jackie stop jabbering.
"And what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing," Rose said, quickly, "Sorry Mum. We took the Ziola home so they won't bother us anymore. It was kind of a snap decision and we just took off. Sorry,"
"It's OK," said Jackie, "So those nasty Zola things…"
"Ziola," said the Doctor, helpfully,
"Yes them. They're gone? They're out of our hair for good?"
Rose nodded, watching her mother's face carefully. She looked relieved and glad.
"Good! Because if they'd stayed here much longer, they'd be in constant danger of getting a slap from me!"
The Doctor visibly winced.
Rose woke up slowly, rubbed her eyes and looked over to discover the Doctor, sitting in just his boxers, on the end of their bed. She crawled over the duvet to just behind him, before crossing her arms around him and placing a hand over both of his hearts. It might have just been her imagination but she could have sworn they began to beat a little faster.
"Morning gorgeous," he said, sleepily,
"Morning handsome," she replied,
"Glad you've finally realised this."
Rose laughed and leant her forehead on his shoulder and then rubbed her cheek on his bare back. "Mmm, your skin's soft," she murmured, before lightly kissing it,
"Like a baby's bottom,"
"Can't say I know what that feels like," Rose said, before twisting around and laying her head on the Doctor's lap. She smiled up at him and he grinned lovingly back, reaching down to twirl a lock of her long golden hair around his fingers.
"I think it's quite dangerous just how much I'm in love with you," the Doctor murmured, "If we ever got separated, I think I'd die,"
"Never happen," Rose replied, tracing his lips with her fingers, "No matter what happens, we'll always be together."
The Doctor gently kissed her fingertips before he sank back onto the bed and they lay in companionable silence for a few minutes.
"Doctor?" Rose asked, after a while, "Why'd you do it?"
"Hmm? Do what?"
"Why'd you take the Ziola back home instead of… I dunno… some dead planet?" she said.
The Doctor gazed at her for a while, appearing to think his answer over first. "I did it because… because I could and because there seemed to be some sort of change in them. I could tell that they might be different so I had to give them a chance,"
"You gave them a second chance?"
He nodded, with a small smile. "Only because of what I could see. I might be proved wrong, but I hope not,"
"I think your instinct was right," Rose said, "When I took Zoë off to the bathroom, she apologised to me."
The Doctor sat up with a jerk. "She did?"
"Yeah, I thought she was messing with me at first," said Rose, sitting up too and facing him, "But something told me that she was telling the truth,"
"Well those Ziola just keep on surprising me," the Doctor said,
"Yeah," Rose replied, straddling his outstretched legs with a grin, "But I just wanna forget about them now and concentrate on…other stuff,"
"What did you have in mind?" the Doctor grinned back, pulling her closer to him by wrapping his arms around her waist.
Rose kissed her way across his chest before glancing back into her Doctor's eyes, which were clouded with desire. "The only person I ever have in mind," she purred, "You."
Much later, Rose rushed off to college in time for her second lesson of the day. Luckily, their excursion had only taken them just over one Earth day so she hadn't missed too much. All the same, she came home later that day and the following few days, almost bent over with extra work she had to catch up on. She sighed miserably at the enormous list of work to be done that was lying on her desk.
"Hey honey, what's up?" asked Jack, peering in through the doorway. Rose looked up and smiled tiredly.
"Nothing much," she said, "Just got loads to do after all my days off and I bet it'll take me ages."
Jack crossed over and pulled her into his arms. "We'll give you a hand if you like. Just relax."
Rose grinned at him. "Yes, sir,"
"C'mon, the Doctor's out getting chips," Jack told her, before putting an arm around her shoulders and propelling her into the corridor. "How many weeks you got left before your next holiday?"
"Week and a bit," she replied, "Then two weeks holiday, four more weeks at college, five weeks of exams and then we can go travelling again! I can't wait!"
The remaining week of the Spring Term passed quickly and busily and Rose was thoroughly glad to collapse on top of the Doctor on the captain's chair, a few days before Good Friday.
"Hey, person here!" he cried, reaching out quickly to steady Rose as she threatened to slip off,
"I know," she said, cuddling into him. "S'why I chose here,"
"Is that what I am now? Personal seat and pillow of Rose Tyler?"
"Mmm hmm," she agreed, "The best."
The Doctor preened and held her closer. "Got any plans for your holiday?" he asked her.
She jerked up and stared at him. "Aren't we going travelling again, like we have before?"
"It's entirely up to you," the Doctor answered, "I was just wondering if you didn't want to as you keep moaning about revision and how it would be a good idea to start it soon,"
"I'll need to," Rose grumbled, "I've got so much of it. Why did I do four A-Levels this year? It's alright for Matt and Lauren and Kirsty. They only have exams in three subjects but oh no I have to go and do four!"
"Well, it's not like you have to exactly revise for French,"
"Doctor," Rose said, "Don't say that. Sometimes a girl just likes to moan,"
"Yes Rose," he replied in a teasing voice, "But the problem is, you are always moaning."
Rose poked him. He poked her back.
"Do you wanna start something?" she demanded.
The Doctor stared at her, his hands gently cupping her cheeks. "I thought we already had something."
Rose breathed out as his face edged closer and closer to hers. When their lips were millimetres apart, he grinned suddenly and began to furiously tickle her. She shrieked in surprise and then laughter before slipping sideways onto the seat beside them, squirming away from the Doctor's fingers. He immediately fell onto her, effectively pinning her down with his body as he continued his death through tickling on her. It was too much fun.
The TARDIS trio decided on travelling for a few days, returning briefly for Easter Sunday and then taking off again for a further week, this time inviting Jackie along with them. The Doctor and Jack felt like they had to say thank you for her putting up with them in the past year and Rose just wanted to spend time with her mother and take her to places she'd only ever dreamt of visiting; never having had enough money. Rose was uncomfortably aware at how fast time was passing and it wouldn't be long before she left her mother behind. The four of them had a fantastic time, visiting almost every continent on the planet before they returned home to the Powell Estate. There was a week remaining of the holidays and Rose began the long, arduous task of her revision; in between going out places with her friends, mother and the Doctor and Jack.
Term began again in earnest with the teachers piling on more and more work as the exams got closer. Rose bore it patiently knowing that she had opted for it.
A few days before the end of April, Rose awoke to discover the Doctor and Jack inching into the bedroom, carefully carrying trays loaded with breakfast and colourfully wrapped parcels.
"Breakfast in bed for the birthday girl!" the Doctor said, putting down his tray on a table that had appeared at the side of the bed, before collapsing next to her. "Happy birthday, my angel," he said, giving her a long kiss,
"Thanks," she smiled, taking in the sight and odour of the breakfast, "I take it Jack did the cooking- it looks edible."
Jack laughed and sat cross legged on the end of the bed before Rose beckoned him to sit next to her. He greeted her with a hug. "Happy birthday, honey,"
"Thanks. So, did he make the breakfast?"
"He helped," Jack said, chuckling at the Doctor's pout, "C'mon, the food's getting cold. Doctor, hand it over!"
Rose turned to face her lover, who was still scowling at her insult.
"Doctor…" she said, "Alright, I'm sorry. Your cooking skills aren't that bad!"
He grinned suddenly. "Ha! Knew I could get you to say that!"
Rose elbowed him. "That wasn't very nice. And on my birthday too!"
The Doctor smirked before passing some toast to Jack and then wrapping his arm around Rose. "Are you hungry?"
"Starving," she replied, "Gimme some toast!"
"Alright," he complied, before reaching out for another piece and then taking a huge bite out of it and passing it to Rose. "What are you doing today, then?"
Rose nibbled at the edge of the toast. "Well, college obviously and then me and my friends are going clubbing later. D'ya wanna come?"
"Might do, yeah," the Doctor answered,
"Were you planning on doing something with me?" she asked, suddenly realising he might have had previous plans for her,
"Might be, yeah," he replied, "But not until tomorrow,"
"What are we doing?"
The Doctor's eyes sparkled. "It's a surprise. You'll have to wait and see,"
"Doctor…" Rose moaned, displaying her puppy dog eyes,
"Just wait and see!"
"Jack?"
"Nu uh. I'm not telling you either!" he laughed,
"Are you coming with us?" Rose asked, trying to deduce what the surprise could be,
"Nope,"
"Oh! Then you've got to come tonight!" Rose urged,
"OK, I promise."
Rose grinned and settled back against the pillows. "Bring on tonight then!"
"Blimey Rose, you look gorgeous!"
Rose spun around to discover Matt staring at her from just outside the entrance to the club.
"Thanks Matt," she smiled, walking over to him,
"Seriously, I reckon you're gonna be fighting off the blokes tonight!" he continued, "Are the Doctor and Jack coming?"
"They said they'll be along later," said Rose, "Hey guys!" She waved at Kirsty and Lauren who had just arrived. "Let's go in."
They got into the short queue that had already gathered outside the doors. It wasn't the same club that they had visited before with Zoë as Rose didn't want to ruin her special day by bringing back bad memories. Besides, this club had only opened the previous weekend and it was supposed to be great. She was sure they'd have a good time.
Almost two hours later, the four friends were busily dancing on the floor to some fast tracks. The Doctor and Jack had yet to arrive but Rose didn't worry.
"I'm going to see if the DJ will put a song on for me," she shouted, above the music, "Be back in a sec."
Her friends nodded and she dodged around other dancers as she made her way over to the DJ's stage.
Suddenly, she heard a loud bang before a noisy klaxon blared out into the room and water began to cascade from the ceiling. The clubbers began to scream and shout as they got wet and slowly realised what was happening.
The club was on fire.
And the fire was spreading very quickly.
Straight towards Rose.
Sorry, I couldn't resist...
Review please. Constructive criticism is gratefully received.
