Part 3
"Oooo," Rose said, pulling her coat tight around her body. "It's getting colder."
The Doctor pulled her closer.
"How's that?" he asked.
Rose smiled.
"Much better."
She sighed contentedly as she sensed the Doctor's beating hearts beneath his coat. The Doctor smiled and kissed her head.
"I love it when you look like that," he said.
"Like what?" Rose asked, looking up at him.
"Peaceful. You don't look that way very often and I always enjoy it seeing it," he replied.
"Well, I don't get much of a chance anymore."
"You don't have to go on doing this, Rose. You know you can quit at any time."
"I know it. I don't want to though."
"Are you sure?" the Doctor asked, frowning. "I don't want you to go on putting yourself in danger if you don't want to."
"But I do want to, Doctor," she said, stopping him. "I love being with you. It's a Hell of a lot better than livin' here, that's for sure. I've been through a lot of close calls and I admit that there are some things I've seen that I wish I hadn't, but overall I don't regret a thing."
She kissed the Doctor's cheek.
"Quit worrying about me. I'm a big girl," she said.
"I just want to keep reminding you that there's always an out," he replied.
"I know. But right now, I don't want to drop out. I'm happy where I am."
"Good. I'm glad to hear you say that."
Rose smiled and squeezed the Doctor's hand as they resumed walking. As they walked, they were oblivious to everything including the fact that someone was now following them.
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"Oooo, look."
The Doctor looked over at a graveyard beside them.
"Yeah, so?"
Rose grinned.
"It's Halloween night. Care to go for a stroll in the…"
She paused and her eyes widened.
"Graveyard?" she said melodramatically.
The Doctor shrugged.
"Makes no difference to me."
Rose's eyes widened.
"Aren't you…SCARED?"
The Doctor looked at her for a moment before bending over with laughter.
"What?" Rose asked, confused.
"I'm sorry, Rose. If you could just see yourself with your eyes wide like that. You look like a fish."
Rose folded her arms over her chest and glared at him as he continued to laugh.
"It's not that funny," she said angrily.
The Doctor looked up at her.
"Yes, it is. I know you were trying to be all melodramatic and scary, but you had your eyes opened so wide you looked just like Marty Feldman."
He snickered as he straightened up.
"Anyway…"he said, sobering up. "Yeah, we can go through the spoooooooky graveyard if you want."
Rose rolled her eyes as he waggled his fingers in her face and let out a high-pitched "Oooooooooooooooooo."
They headed inside the front gate. Suddenly, Rose let out a gasp as the Doctor grabbed her arm from behind.
"What?" she asked, looking around at him.
"Werewolf."
Rose widened her eyes and looked around, panicked.
"What? Wh…where's a werewolf?" she sputtered out.
"There."
"Where?"
The Doctor grinned as he pointed off towards the right.
"There wolf."
He pointed off to the left.
"There castle."
He bent over laughing as Rose hit him repeatedly on the back
"Oh ha, ha, that's real funny, that is!" she said.
"Oh come on, Marty, if anyone would appreciate that line, it'd be you," the Doctor replied.
"You nearly scared me half to death!" Rose spat out. "Especially since, as you may recall, we did fight a werewolf recently."
"I know, but I just couldn't resist," the Doctor replied, grinning. "I still have the image of your bulging eyes in my mind."
He lightly kicked the back of his left shin with his right foot.
"And of all the times not to have a camera with me too; damn," he sighed. "One never knows when one needs to take a funny photo of one's assistant to post on one's MySpace."
"Oh right; you have a MySpace."
"I do. It's filled with naked photos of you I took while you were in the bath."
"It better not be, buster!" Rose yelled as the Doctor snickered. "You better not be taking any bloody photos of me naked and posting them somewhere!"
"I get many hits…and many comments. They all fancy you."
"That better be a joke, by God," Rose said, shoving her finger in his face.
"Oh no. No joke. In fact, just the other day I got an email from someone called…I believe his name was Doggie Has A Bone wanting to know your phone number so he could ring you up for a bit of phone sex!."
Rose stared at him.
"You're lying. You don't know the first thing about MySpace."
The Doctor raised his eyebrows and grinned.
"Oh my God…you do. GET MY PHOTOS OFF YOUR BLEEDING MYSPACE THIS INSTANT!!" she screamed.
The Doctor bent over laughing.
"It's not funny. I don't know what kind of perverted pics you got on your…"
"Rose, I'm kidding," he cut in "I just wanted to see if you would fall for it. I don't have a MySpace, honestly."
He tickled her under the chin as Rose glared at him.
"I'm flattered that you think I do though; makes me feel young."
"Well, I wouldn't put anything past you, is all."
"Even taking pictures of you in the bath?"
"Yes, even takin' pictures of me in the bath!" Rose spat out. "I like to relax and close my eyes when I'm in there. For all I know you could be sneakin' a digital camera 'round the bloody door and takin' snapshots."
"Oh, I don't have to do that," the Doctor said, nonchalantly. "All the rooms in the TARDIS are equipped with a security cam in the ceiling."
"That better be a lie."
She studied the Doctor's face trying to figure out if he was telling the truth or not.
"Well?"
"Well, what?"
"That's a lie, isn't it?"
The Doctor shrugged.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. I've regenerated so much I've probably lost a few memories here and there. I do remember installing something in the ceilings in my fifth life. Can't think what it is for the life of me. Coulda been some cameras or coulda been a death ray for intruders. I'm old and my memories are fuzzy."
"You're gonna think they're fuzzy when I knock your block off."
"Oooooh, you wouldn't do that. You'd be stuck here on boring ol' Earth and you wouldn't want that, now would ya?"
"I'm beginning to have my doubts," Rose muttered as the Doctor giggled and led her deeper into the graveyard.