Will You…?
Mutual Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Dedication: To One Of The Riddles, who's going through a crappy time, and so am I!
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Chapter 2
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The Room
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Rose blinked and entered the beautiful room. It was absolutely breathtaking. Garlands were all around, white flowers hung from all four corners of the room. The lights were out but candles were everywhere and lighted.
She heard someone move in front of her and was surprised when Jack shuffled into view, wearing a black tux (!). "Hullo, Jack," she said, smiling.
He grinned back at her and offered his arm. "Care to dance, miss Tyler?"
Rose hesitated for a moment, unsure. She'd much rather dance with the Doctor.
"Say yes," he hissed, nudging her.
"Yes, then," she replied laughing as she accepted his arm.
"Do you remember this one Rose?" he asked lightly, pulling her into a lighted circle and flashing a remote behind his shoulder. Moonlight Serenade started playing and Rose stared at Jack.
"I haven't heard that since…" she smiled suddenly.
"Since you tried to convince the Doctor to dance and you ended up talking about me instead?" Jack guessed.
"Well, I wouldn't have put it like that," Rose admitted, "but you do have a point."
Jack laughed at her. "Hmm, always related to the Doctor. You wouldn't happen to remember a certain semi-romantic moment where you were dancing with a certain Captain Jack Harkness, by any chance, would you?"
Rose gasped suddenly. "Oh! Jack, I'm so sorry, I didn't even think about that! Oh, wow, I'm terribly –"
"Stop," Jack interrupted as they began to move slowly around the floor.
"But I forgot!"
"You're in love. You're allowed," he informed her, spinning her around. He let go of her hand for a few moments, and when Rose twirled back it was the Doctor whom she found waiting for her with open arms.
"Hi," she whispered as he pulled her closer than she had ever been with Jack and wrapped his arm firmly around her back. (I made a rhyme!)
"Hi yourself," he teased as she laid her head down on his shoulder and smiled into his suit while he kissed the side of her neck.
This way the Doctor and Rose danced together, blissfully happy.
After a few more dancing songs, the Doctor tugged Rose off the stage and led her to a comfortable chair that was decorated with baby's breath and roses.
Rose suddenly smiled as the Doctor kneeled on one knee. Before he began, he glanced up. "Do I have to do it the proper way?" he complained. Rose grinned and nodded.
Sighing, the Doctor captured her hand and said, "Rose Tyler, will you marry – "
"YES!" With a little glad cry of delight she leaped into the Doctor's arms and gave him a kiss her mum would have been proud of.
"You didn't let me finish!" the Doctor protested teasingly. "Go back and sit in your chair, Missy."
Grinning and biting her lip, Rose did so. The Doctor straightened his tie and repeated slowly, "Rose Tyler, will you marry me?"
"Yes, of course I will," Rose told the Doctor more slowly, staying seated on the chair this time. His grin nearly split his face in two as he got up and swept her into his arms, kissing her over and over again.
Jack watched until the snogging began, and then quietly slipped from the room, giving the two their privacy.
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"Doctor, we should tell Mum."
Silence.
The Doctor and Rose were currently in the console room, Rose sprawled in the captain's chair and the Doctor fixing a random part in the TARDIS, - that never seemed to work no matter how many times he fixed it - and every once in a while coming back to where his fiancée was sitting to kiss her.
"Fiancée," the Doctor murmured every so often at her, drawing out the double 'e' "I like that word." Rose would look at him with very bright eyes whenever he said this, and he would come over and kiss her slowly.
"I do too," she would whisper, earning her another snog. Then it would be back to work. Now Rose was staring off into space, and the Doctor was working on fixing that blasted part that just wouldn't fix.
"We should tell Mum," Rose repeated again.
More silence.
"Doctor?" she questioned.
"Yeah." He sighed, running his hands through his slick hair. Why did weddings have to be so complicated? Why did domestics have to be so complicated? "We have to tell Jackie."
"'Have to' aren't exactly the two words I would have used," Rose replied, getting up from her seat and walking over to the Doctor, wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing his neck. She was more than just sympathetic to the problem.
"Then we can get out of it?" he asked hopefully.
"Doctor, you know she'd kill us if we went and got married without telling her, let alone inviting her to the wedding," Rose reminded him, who needed no reminding.
"Yeah," he grumbled and sighed. "Fine, let's go." His countenance brightened. "What do you say about having the wedding tomorrow?"
"You know I'm going to say yes," she whispered against the crook in his neck, and he whirled around and snogged her hard.
"We're going to Powell Estate!" the Doctor exclaimed, setting the coordinates. Rose laughed at her fiancé and his excitement. "Tomorrow," he completed, grinning suggestively at her.
"You're – "
"We're getting married today, my dear," the Doctor finished for her, still grinning.
Rose gave a little laugh as he held out his arms and she collided into his chest.
"I can't wait any longer," he whispered hoarsely into her ear.
"You think you're the only one?" Rose asked, backing away and frowning. Her fiancé quickly kissed it away.
"Never dreamed of it," he told her.
The TARDIS landed with a bump and Rose leapt out the door. "We have so much to do, and we have less than two hours to do it!"
"Whoa, hang on there, Rosie," the Doctor told her mildly, taking hold of her arm before he lost her. "You're forgetting something."
"What?" Rose asked, for once not responding to being called 'Rosie'.
"Didn't you forget to do something?" he teased, smiling.
"What?" Rose asked again, not in the mood for games.
"This." The kiss he gave her was sweet and tender, soft and long.
"Mmm…"
"Go," he told her chuckling, shoving her out the door.
"I'm going!" With a laugh she exited the TARDIS.
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Ooh, so the Doctor has finally proposed to Rose! They only have one problem, and it consists of one word. Jackie. What will the Doctor's future mother-in-law (hopefully) say?
Tune in next time for more…THE ADVENTURES OF DOMESTICS!
(okay, so that's not the name of the story…)
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P.S. The Doctor's last name is Matchett, and we're going to have a new character coming along named Kristen…hmm…-nudges LM-