"Rose, I think we should-"

"Run!" Rose shouted as she grabbed his hand. The two of them ran through the alleyway and all the way back to their home. The Doctor shouted insults at them as they went along. The men were faster than they looked.

Rose and the Doctor burst through the door of the TARDIS, laughing. The part human then turned to their pursuers and shouted, "and that goes for your dad too!"

One of the three blue skinned people picked up a rock and threw it at them, and just missed Rose. He ducked and shut the doors before the blue skinned people could throw something else at them. When he turned around and saw Rose and his twin, he burst out laughing again. The Time Lord just shook his head and sent them into the vortex. But he could tell that his counterpart with two hearts was smiling.

"That was all your fault!" Rose accused the Doctor in the black trench coat, she was still laughing, though.

"Oi! I didn't see you complaining!" he reminded her, then pushed her back against the doors of the TARDIS. He kissed her, and she pushed him back a bit.

"Who said I was complaining?" she asked, then walked toward the console. He watched her walk and swore that she was giving an extra wiggle for his benefit. She glanced back to him and noticed him watching her and gave him her special grin. The little minx was walking like that on purpose!

Both of them were still a bit out of breath from running. This damned body with it's one heart and no respiratory bypass. How did the people he had taken with him, mostly humans, keep up with him over the centuries? It wasn't so bad in his first three lives, or his seventh, but the other lives were younger, harder to keep up with. How did Rose do it? She had always, literally from the moment they met, been able to keep up and laughed the whole way. He'd have to ask her later. He'd learned to ask for advice about the human-y things. It was a helluva lot easier than muddling through it with no clue.

His thoughts were broken by his twin's laughter. Rose had just told him why they were running.

"Humans and the drive to procreate," he commented fondly. Rose rolled her eyes at that.

"OI!" he protested his twin's words, "what's you're excuse, then, Spaceman? Need I remind you of last week's closet incident?'" He rolled his eyes. "I find you shagging in that flippn' cupboard you hid from those guards in. How is that any different?"

The Doctor started stuttering, "Th-th-that's a whole different thing!" he spit out, "The adrenaline, and the closeness, and the danger, and the bond, and-" he looked to Rose for help.

Rose snorted and wagged her finger at him. "Don't look to me for help digging yourself out of this mess. I'm still counted amongst humans." She rummaged through her pockets and pulled out a hairbrush and small mirror. "Thought we were going someplace special."

"Right!" The Doctor went over to the monitor and started setting the coordinates. He then stared over at his twin with his eyebrow raised.

"What?"

"You might wanna smarten up there," he told him, "Frankly, you look like you were just shagging."

"That would be because I was just shagging," he reminded him, sarcastically, but stepped towards the hallway so he could get sorted out in a mirror. His other self was right, he was a bit of a mess. As he stepped passed Rose, he winked at her, fully aware that he had a wolfish grin on his face.

Rose blushed, and gave him a swat on the bum as he went passed on his way out of the room.

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The Doctor left the room, and Rose worked on her hair. It wasn't bad, just a few flyaway pieces. I could be a lot worse. The product almost always in the Doctor's hair made it stay the way she put it.

When she was finished and the other Doctor had landed the TARDIS, he came over and sat down on the jump seat next to her.

"How was your shopping trip?" Rose asked.

"Good!" The Doctor grinned and started rummaging through his pockets. "I found a temporal watch! Now where is it? aha! Look at this," he started babbling enthusiastically. He handed her what looked like a steel watch with a square face. It didn't seem to have any power. "It automatically correlates with the date and time that you've landed in. This one was made on Earth, by humans in the 52nd century. I wonder what it was doing on Crespallion almost five billion years into the future?"

"Probably left by time travelers?" Rose ventured a guess.

"Yeah, that's a good theory, fits all of the facts. Brilliant."

"I've seen one of these before," Rose commented.

"Really?" the Doctor asked, surprised, "where?"

"UNIT has one, might have one, I dunno how long they had it in that alternate timeline." She changed the subject. "So, where are we?"

"It's a surprise," he answered back. He looked smug. Time to knock that smugness down a notch.

"Or, the TARDIS might have taken us somewhere else, and you're just covering your bases in case we're not where we are supposed to be," she teased.

"Oi! We so are where we're supposed to be!" he exclaimed, acting affronted.

"Okay, then."

"I checked!"

Rose just giggled. The Time Lord tickled her in retaliation. A moment later, he froze.

"What's wrong?"

He looked at her, and backed up a bit, worrying her, then she heard him telepathically ask. "Can you hear me?"

"Of course I can hear you, what's up?" She could feel his relief through their bond, as well as see it on his face.

"When I touched you, what did you feel?"

"You mean other than being tickled?" She thought for a moment. Then she realized what was going on. "Oh, no feeling like I have to make a mental connection. Does that mean-"

"The bond is settled finally? Yes." He grinned and hugged her.

She pulled back and asked, "finally?"

"Oh, normally, the bond would have been settled a week or so ago, at the latest. But you weren't born a telepath in a telepathic race, just slightly empathic, so it took longer, that's all."

"Why would it take longer?" she couldn't help but be curious about that.

"You know how he has had trouble with some of the human aspects of himself?" he jerked his thumb back towards the corridor, indicating the other Doctor.

"Yeah."

"It's like that. You grow up with certain things, and they come easy to you, they're something you don't even think about until you see someone else having trouble with it. The telepathy is like that. You're doing brilliantly, but you're still new to it, and bonds were just something we sort of just knew."

Then he kissed her softly. She felt the tingle of their bond, but no almost uncontrollable drive to connect deeper. "Mmmm, that's different."

"Good different or bad different?" Rose couldn't help but ask.

"Just different," he answered and kissed her again.

The other Doctor came back while they were kissing, straightened up. "There we go, much better. Ready to go?"

"Yep!"

The three of them stepped out of the TARDIS, and looked around. They stood in a city that looked like it could have been in Spain, had the sky not had a bit of a greenish tint to it.

"Okay, so where are we?"

"Oh, I want you to figure it out," the Doctor replied, "I've given you enough information about this planet for you to be able to pick it out."

"You have?" Rose asked.

"Oh, yes. Tell you what, though, if you can't figure it out in half an hour, I'll tell you," he promised her.

"Have we been here before?"

"Nope, well, I-we have, but you haven't," the Doctor in blue said. He grabbed her hand and pulled her lightly. "Allons-y, Rose Tyler, we've got places to be!"

They walked for a few minutes, headed toward a specific destination that Rose still didn't know. A woman walked by, walking her dog. It was a cute dog, very fluffy and small, it had long ears that looked like they had whiskers on the tips. It's muzzle was short, and suddenly, Rose knew exactly where they were.

"Oh, my god, did we actually make it to Barcelona?"

A/N: As it's almost Christmas, this story is getting put on hiatus until I get the Christmas fic out. It should only be a week or so, I hope. I've got the Christmas fic plotted out to 3 chapters, though it may become 4.

Thanks everyone for the reviews!