A/N: Haven't updated it quite a while now. Sorry! I am trying to update all my stories. So here goes.
Martha sat angrily on console chair, her arms crossed over glaring at the metal grating. She couldn't see what was so special about Rose. She looked like any other bottle-blonde from a cheap estate. How could an amazing, wonderful Timelord be in love with a barely out of teens chav?
Sighing she stood up and left the room, in search to find this so-called garden.
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The Doctor and Rose were clinging to each other tightly. Neither wanting to let go even for a moment. The Doctor knew this was wrong. He should have sent Rose back to the right TARDIS as soon as he saw her. Now he was afraid that he wasn't strong enough to let her go.
"This is so unfair. I want to stay with you forever. I don't want to live in a parallel world." Rose sounded like a child again. The sound made both the Doctor's hearts clench.
"I know." Was all he could say. He kissed the crown of her head, then her cheek. Then he pulled back just enough to kiss her lips. Rose wrapped her arms around his neck. Her mouth allowed him entry and so he deepened the kiss.
"Sorry. Am I interrupting something?" Martha's voice cut through the moment, she sounded anything but sorry. The Doctor and Rose looked at her, surprised.
"How'd you know about this place?" The Doctor asked with a bit higher voice than usual.
Martha stared at the pair with raised eyebrows.
"Rose mentioned it so I just checked every door 'till I found it. But don't mind me. Go and shag each other."
"Martha!" The Doctor shouted, shocked at her behaviour. She just scowled back. She shot a glare intended for Rose and left back through the door she had entered.
"Way to kill a mood..." Rose muttered. The Doctor took her hand.
"She's not usually like that." The Doctor said, "She's never usually gets jealous." He knew it was a complete lie. She always got jealous whenever he mentioned Rose.
She just looked at him non-believing.
"I think we should just leave her..." He decided as he kissed Rose's palm.
Rose shook her head. "I'll go talk to her."
"I don't think that's such a good idea..." He said uncertainly.
"Don't worry. I'm not gunna start a fight." She gave him a comforting smile.
"When I loose my memories of this happening, I don't want Martha to think ill of me. So I'll try and sort it with her." The Doctor smiled proudly as she left the room.
Finding Martha's room was easy. Rose just guessed that it was the room of which the door had just slammed. She stood before it a little uneasy. Should she sort it out or just walk away? Deciding, Rose knocked the door...
It's short I know. I decided to end it here as a good place before the Cat fight!
