"See you in ten seconds time, hmm?"
Rose joins the Doctor inside the TARDIS.
"Right, I guess I'll go unpack… after that… don't suppose there's a chance we could get something to eat before that plasma storm? After all, I did miss shepherds pie with my mum," she says, resentfully, a knowing edge to her tone.
His smile fades.
"Just go unpack"
Whatever, thinks Rose, dismissed. She walks off to her room and starts to do just that, hearing the TARDIS engines rev up. The TARDIS has kindly provided a small wardrobe for her; she unpacks her clothes first, then her toiletries and her little knick-knacks. There is a knock on the door.
"May I come in?"
"Yeah,"
In the Doctor's arms are a bundle of paper bags. "Here, a peace offering. Take away from the royal court of Justicia."
She nods as he spreads the food out over her bed.
"So what are we looking at here?" Rose asks, apprehensively, unsure of her stance.
"Ah, OK! First course," he grins, pointing to a round, squishy food wrapped in bamboo leaves.
"So what? We're just gonna… ride it?"
"Sure, I'll set the TARDIS coordinates and then we'll just get caught up. If you'll care to join me in the console room?" he says, offering his arm out to her. Rose laughs and takes it.
Back in the console room, the lower walls of the TARDIS dematerialise to reveal the nebula outside. It's beautiful, and Rose gasps.
"Ready?" The Doctor pushes a button and races to join Rose. The TARDIS rocks to life with a jolt, nearly knocking Rose off her feet, but he catches her and pulls her to him, sandwiching her between the pillar and his body.
It's like a roller coaster, but a million times more exhilarating. Rose's face is alight with pleasure, a side splitting grin on her face. The Doctor towers above her, his chin resting atop her head, feeling his body pulse with adrenalin.
And it's not entirely the plasma storms doing, either. It's the closeness of her… he entertains several of the notions in his head.
"Doctor?" she asks timidly, eyes large.
Her voice snaps him back to reality. He notices they've stopped. He also notice Rose's face has turned beet red. He watches as her eyes flicker down, and realises how a certain part of his anatomy has reacted to her closeness.
"Uhuh…" he stutters, jumping back. As his mind fumbles for an excuse, or some kind of explanation, an alarm goes off behind him. The TARDIS is tracing a signal…
He leaps back to the console.
"So what's wrong?"
"Don't know, some kind of signal drawing the TARDIS off course..."