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I'm sorry it has taken a while but I've been so busy with coursework, doing about 3 essays a week…typical! Plus, just so you know, it was really difficult to write because I'm more of a fan of romance than adventure. Yay, a nice long chappie for you!
Disclaimer: as far as I know, I still don't own Doctor Who, unless I missed the memo.
Chapter 4-Tituba
Rose stood at the console, with Mickey, explaining – probably not that well – what she thought all the buttons did.
Behind her own voice, she heard a door open and footsteps on metal. She didn't bother turning around, she knew it was the Doctor, and even so, she didn't particularly want to face him just yet.
The Doctor noticed that Rose didn't turn; neither did Mickey, and at first didn't know whether or not to be insulted. But then he grinned, realising that this was his chance.
He carried on walking towards the console, or more importantly, Rose; he noticed she had stopped talking when she had realised he was heading for her.
He stopped just behind her, just like he had earlier that same morning; God, that seems ages ago, thought Rose.
However, this time, he put his hands on her hips, causing Rose breath to hitch.
"Good morning!"
The Doctor leaned forward, lightly kissing her on the cheek, observing that Mickey flushed quite a bit at the gesture. So did Rose.
"Gorgeous," he added quietly in Rose's ear. That time, Rose visibly turns red.
The Doctor stepped back from Rose, inwardly congratulating himself on a job well done. Then, he turned to Mickey. The boy was glaring at the Doctor, but he just grinned.
"Where shall we go today?"
"You know, you ask me that and I always have no idea!" Rose reasoned.
"Good point." The Doctor spun around the console, randomly flicking switches and pressing buttons. The TARDIS's engines roared to life and they were off.
With a slight bang, they landed. Rose turned expectantly to the Doctor.
"We are on the planet Tituba, named after the first person to be accused of witchcraft in Salem during the witch hunt. The whole planet is dedicated to that town and its history," all of this the Doctor said very fast.
Rose got an idea: if it's witchy, she should dress to fit in! That mean she has an excuse to impress the Doctor!
"I'm just going to go get changed then." Without another word, she turned on her heel and walked back to her room.
Rose stood in front of her wardrobe, deciding on what to wear. She thought about what the Doctor had said about the planet and what she already had. She gave up quite soon and wandered towards the wardrobe room. In there, as she had already guessed, the TARDIS had picked out the perfect outfit for her.
About ten minutes later, Rose walked into the control room and was pleased with the results her outfit was causing. Both men couldn't take their eyes off of her; she mentally thanked the TARDIS for her choice in clothing. Her black top swayed slightly around her stomach as she walked. It had a purple cross with silver sequins over her chest. Satin sleeves covered her arms down to her knuckles, with a ring of fabric going around her middle finger on each hand. Obviously, the boys liked the skirt: it was a mini leather skirt, the hem just brushing half way down her thighs.
Thankfully her boots weren't stilettos or she would be falling through the grating; her boots were black, coming up to her knees, with a 2 inch wedge heel.
All in all, she was very glad the TARDIS picked this out for her and she actually felt weirdly confident that the Doctor wouldn't be so cocky today. She had already gained the upper hand and they hadn't even left yet!
She knew she definitely going to have fun today.
"So we going or what?" she asked, finally reaching the boys at the controls. The Doctor seemed to come out of whatever trance he was in, for he shook his head and said, "Yeah, now we're all ready," and made his way to the door.
Rose smiled slightly, looking over her shoulder for Mickey before following the Doctor. She made her way down to the door and stepped out. She gasped. She was usually a big fan of colour but this was amazing.
Nearly everything she could see was black: black doors, black windows, black clothes for sale, black cauldrons. Rose spun around, she was very glad she was wearing what she was wearing!
The Doctor saw Rose spinning in joy and grinned. Mickey was obviously just speechless; he stood in the path, gaping.
Rose finally stopped and turned to the Doctor.
"This is amazing! I can't believe they have a whole planet for witches!"
"Oh yes, in fact, it's only about one and a half galaxies over from your planet. So considering where we usually end up, Mickey, you aren't that far from home."
Mickey finally found his voice: "do they have restaurants?"
"God, Mickey, trust you to only think of your stomach! We take you on a time machine out into space and you want to know if they have cafes?!" Rose was astonished; sometimes he was a right idiot.
The Doctor walked over to Mickey and put his arm around him.
"Of course they do Mickey boy! Just you wait till you've tried all the native food, you'll be complaining about fish and chips!" Mickey looked as though he seriously doubted that but said nothing on the subject.
"So are we going move? Some people are beginning to stare; probably wonder why three people just came out of a box," Rose said, nodding in the direction of a couple walking past them, looking back over their shoulders.
"Down girl!" the Doctor warned Rose, ambling past her, waving at the couple, who suddenly started walking faster. The Doctor shrugged, pretending to look insulted.
Rose followed the Doctor, grabbing Mickey's hand, pulling him with her.
The Doctor led them into a black small building, with a sign above the door saying "The Black Cat." Rose eyed the sign wearily; she was sure the cat's eyes had moved.
As they walked through the door, everyone's eyes were on them. Rose didn't mind so much; there were a few very handsome men in here; she smiled sweetly, which they returned proudly.
Mickey however, was a bit more apprehensive; the first time on a different planet was weird enough, it didn't make it any better everyone was looking at him funny.
The Doctor glanced at Rose when he noticed some men in the corner giving them the old eyeball; but he couldn't do much about it without blowing his plan of her coming to him first, so he strode over to the bar and asked for some drinks.
"How are we going to pay for them?" Rose asked anxiously, knowing that the Doctor hardly ever had money.
"Got it covered," the Doctor put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a few coppery coins. Rose raised her eyebrows in amazed.
The Doctor retrieved their drinks from the barman, who was an old man with grey hair, wearing a black suit and pinstripe trousers.
He looked around and saw them sat at a table near the back. He squeezed between tables to reach them, finally setting the goblets on the table. Mickey looked hesitantly at the drinks.
"What's in these?" he asked.
"A lot of ingredients you wouldn't of heard of," the Doctor replied rudely. Rose gave him a look and he quickly added, "It taste like strong beer with a bit of cider in it." The Doctor looked at Rose over the top of his goblet. It was the first chance he got to look at her properly.
Her golden hair framed her face, falling slightly over her eyes, in such a way that he had to fight the urge to tuck it behind her ear. He quickly looked down to see she had crossed her legs, exposing more flesh. He had to jerk his eyes back up before he did something he knew he would later regret.
Rose noticed the Doctor staring and decided to play his game. She crossed her legs, fully aware that her legs were on display and that the Doctor couldn't take his eyes off of her.
She glanced at Mickey and was glad to see he wasn't even paying attention to the little game she and the Doctor was playing.
About fifteen minutes later, everyone had finished their drinks and was aching to go and explore. The Doctor led the way outside, glancing left and right for a way to go, finally settling for right.
The three of them ambled along, until Rose pulled them into a very interesting looking building; the Doctor had just enough to register that it wasn't a shop as he had half expected: it was a fortune-teller.
Rose had never had her fortune told before; she heard sometimes it was rubbish but that was mostly the creepy old women that came with the fair every year in the park.
She looked around. It was very dark. She looked over her shoulder for the Doctor, who gave her a grin, which she heartily returned.
All of a sudden, the beaded curtain on the opposite wall opened.
A pale young woman with straight black hair, in a long dark purple dress stood in the doorway.
"Do you want Nicola to read your fortune?" she asked vaguely. Rose raised one of her eyebrows at her.
"Umm, yeah, but we don't have any more money…"
"Did Nicola ask for money?"
"No, I suppose you didn't…" Rose was a bit lost; this 'Nicola' was weird.
Nicola sat down on a small stool behind a low table and gestured for Rose to do the same. She perched carefully on the stool opposite Nicola, vaguely aware of the Doctor standing behind her, Mickey looking at stuff on the wall.
Nicola dealt out a pack of cards.
"You have traveled a far to be here," Nicola started, looking at the cards. "You are happy, but you left a safe place behind." She looked at another card.
"You meet a stranger in an unlikely place, not knowing him but trusting him completely." Rose looked up; the Doctor smiled down at her, squeezing her shoulder.
"You go on many adventures, meeting new people, traveling further than you would never have imagined, seeing things you've never dreamed of." Rose bit her lip as Nicola turned over another card.
"But this is all my past, this has already happened." Rose stated
"Nicola is getting there," she said testily, staring at Rose.
"You have an uncertain future, you have no way of telling where you are going. You skim the stars with your travels, never staying still but you always feel at home."
Nicola looked at the card, slowly looking up to Rose, staring intently.
"What?" Rose asked worriedly.
"You've fallen in love," Nicola stated simply. Rose blushed scarlet; not while the Doctor was in the room!
"Next card please," Rose mumbled.
"Nicola is finished."
Rose stood up slowly, half aware of the Doctor and Mickey looking at her.
"Thank you," she said, walking out of the room, not bothering to check if the boys were following.
Rose didn't dare think what would have happened if the Doctor had said something back there. She just wanted to get back to her room in the TARDIS and relax.
Rose was walking so fast, the Doctor had to practically run to catch up with her.
"Hey! Whoa there, where you going?" the Doctor asked, grabbing her arm.
"Back," Rose said.
"But we haven't finished looking around? Are you alright?"
"I will be as soon as I get back!"
Rose jerked her arm out of the Doctor's hold, stalking down the street. The Doctor couldn't believe it; something was wrong with Rose. Then it clicked: it was what Nicola had said!
The Doctor couldn't believe it; she really did love him! But that was for later; first he had to drag Mickey away from all the high alcoholic drinks and sugared food here.
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Rose closed her bedroom door behind her; she couldn't believe that Nicola had said that, even worse, in front of the Doctor! All she needed know was for the Doctor to figure it out, which probably wouldn't take long.
As if on queue, there was a knock at the door. Rose nearly screamed; she hadn't heard any footsteps.
"Rose? Can I come in?"
"Yeah."
Rose moved away from the door to let the Doctor in. She went and sat on her bed, taking off her boots.
The Doctor came and sat next to her.
"Rose?" She didn't look up. "Talk to me, Rose. What happened?"
What happened?! Nicola told you what happened; she told you nearly every else about me, including the fact that I love you! Rose wanted to scream at him, but she didn't.
The Doctor sighed when she didn't reply. "Fine, don't talk." So he just sat there too, twiddling his thumbs. Rose looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.
"I don't want to talk either," the Doctor explained. "In fact, this is about as far from not talking as you can get…"
He reached and cupped her check. She sighed and leaned into his hand. He bent forward slightly and touched her lips with his own, ever so slightly. Rose gasped and followed his mouth as it moved away, finally capturing it.
The Doctor kissed Rose back for a while, enjoying the moment, before remembering that this hadn't been what he came up here for. He gently tore his mouth away, chuckling slightly at Rose's moan.
"Not today, my Rose. We have some things we need to sort out first."
And with that, he got up off the bed, walking out the door, leaving a very confused and flustered Rose behind.
Thanks to Jillie chan for the planet name! Also, thank you Georgie for helping me with Rose's outfit!
Just a little thing: no pun intended on the "the Doctor wouldn't be so cocky today" line (although it is a bit funny, isn't it? lol).
P.S- for any info on my stories I don't post on here, look at my bio.