Warning: Suggestive content ahead.
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It was times like these Rose was actually really thankful her husband wasn't the same species as her. He hovered above her, hands pinning hers to the mattress, and despite the extended time they'd spent once more making up for lost time, as well as working out their frustrations with each other, he was not sweaty. She was, a bit, but that was the other advantage of his different biology: his cooler temperature worked to keep her cooler too.
"You are never going to do that again." He said, part reverent, part reprimanding.
"She and I will do whatever it takes to make you safe." Rose replied, curling a leg around his and caressing his calf with her heel.
"What if you reversed what you had done the first time? What if you untethered your life from mine?" He asked her.
"I was more in control this time." Rose reminded him. She wished he would release her hands so she could touch his face, but he was using all his strength and most of his body to keep her where she was. "Last time it was emotional, panicked. I was young and didn't understand everything. It wasn't she and I working together, it was me forcing her to help me. This time it was her idea, and I wanted to get to you." She stroked his cheek with a mental caress, smiling as his face twisted in ecstasy. "It was a trap we didn't expect, weren't prepared for, and was meant to ensure you couldn't ever escape. We needed to save you." She said.
She thought that maybe there was some other reason she was desperate to get there, something to do with River. But much like the last time she awoke after becoming the Bad Wolf, there were some things blurred from her memory. Before she didn't think much of it, but now she had to wonder if it was done on purpose to prevent her having too much foreknowledge.
"And as a result you were asleep for three days." He scolded, but did something that soothed it a bit and reminded Rose precisely how connected they currently were.
It forced her eyes shut for a second. "Well, coming back from that kind of … well, it was exhausting. But I'd do it again." She said as she looked back at him.
"No, you won't." He said firmly. "Neither of you should even contemplate doing that again. It took a lot out of her, too."
"I'm aware." Rose said, eyes darting to his lips.
He obliged her by dipping his head and kissing her, but only briefly. "You terrified me, Rose Tyler." He said against her lips. "I can't lose you, not now, not after you've made it completely impossible for me to carry on without you."
"Not going anywhere." She said, kissing him again. It was long and languid, but at the end, the Doctor rolled himself off of her.
"Not entirely true," He said. "We do have to go to a wedding."
"Do we?" Rose said, rolling on her side and propping her head up as she looked at her husband.
"Oh yes," He said with a grin. "One Amy Pond to Rory Williams." His smile faded. "You don't still believe she was involved, do you?"
"No," Rose shook her head. "Used, yes. But when I took in the vortex, it was the same as before. I could see everything, and while I remember so very little of it, I do know that my assumptions about Amy were wrong. She was used, nothing more." Rose rolled over and slid off the bed. She stretched, feeling the Doctor's eyes on her he whole time. "Wedding to get to, yeah? Probably should get washed up and dressed."
"I should go with you." He said immediately, and she heard him land with a thud on the floor. "Might fall and hurt yourself after all you've been through." He said with a bit of strain to his voice.
"If either of us were to fall in the shower, it'd likely be you." She said, adding his proper name with a tongue-touched grin on the end of it.
She saw the fire in his eyes when she turned to look at him over her shoulder, as well as the playfulness. A second later, he was crossing the room toward her, and Rose let out a yelp as she dashed into the bathroom.
~DWDWDW~
The ceremony had been beautiful, perfect, all Amy had ever dreamed of. She had teared up during their vows, especially when Rory said "'Til death do us part." When they had kissed the whole church, filled with friends and neighbor and family alike, had all stood and cheered. Even Mels got a day pass for the special occasion, and sat in the front row to loudly remind Amy that for years she thought Rory was gay.
But as she sat at the head table at their reception, looking at her abysmal family table where only her Aunt Sharon and Mels sat, Amy was getting a tad bit miffed. Because of all the people that were there, there were also two people who were distinctly not.
Rory, bless him, didn't say anything. Though she did catch him glancing at the table and then his watch on occasion.
"You know what I'm missing?" She asked quite loudly as people were finishing their meals. She gained a few glances, but most were too involved in their own conversations to notice.
"What?" Rory asked, maybe keeping his voice low to prove a point.
"Something blue," Amy said firmly. "Something blue, and old."
"Oh, I know where this is going." Mels said with an amused grin. "Know what role play game you two will be up playing tonight." She added much to the dismay of Aunt Sharon. "Amy and the Doctor."
"Please," Aunt Sharon half begged, looking toward the table where Brian and Rory's grandparent sat. "I thought you were past this whole imaginary friend thing?"
"Well," Rory said, looking unsure if he wanted to explain himself.
The TARDIS engines cut through the chatter, drawing attention to the back of the room.
"There it is," Amy said as she climbed up and over the table while her Aunt and Mels stared wide-eyed at the time ship. "My something blue."
The doors opened a bit. "Oi, don't make me tell you again! Not. Yours." Rose said as she stuck her head out, a grin on her face as she gave Amy a wink.
The ginger smiled, and it only grew as the door opened a bit more to reveal the Doctor in a tux with tails and a top hat. A white scarf was draped around his neck, and he matched his bow tie to the white of his waistcoat. He stepped out with a bit of swagger, straightening his bow tie.
"Hello, everyone." He greeted the room with a wave before reaching back and offering his hand to Rose. "I'm Amy's imaginary friend, and this is my wife. Sorry we're late, got the time a little off. But at least we made a grand entrance." He said as he helped Rose out of the TARDIS.
Her hair was curled, and her make-up done nearly exactly as it had been when Amy had seen her in her coma. But instead of gold, Rose wore a knee-length, simple black dress with a squared neckline and a sheer shawl covering her bare arms.
"Tried to get him to tone down the kit, but it's the first wedding he's been to in decades." Rose apologized to Amy, glancing to Rory as he came up beside his wife.
"Oi, I look cool. Tails and top hats are cool." He said, turning an offended look to Rose.
"Yes, but a bit much, yeah?"
"Wait." Mels cut their conversation off, standing up and pointing at them while looking at Amy. "He's real?"
"Yep." Amy said with a grin.
"And hot." Mels added.
"And married," Rose interjected.
"Yeah, apparently, but that never came up." Mels said, still not looking at them. "He's real."
"Kept trying to tell you lot, but no one was listening." Amy said, gesturing wildly about the room. "And now that they're here, let's get on with the actual party portion of this shing dig, shall we?"
~DWDWDW~
Rose and the Doctor moved in a slow circle not far from the bride and groom, other guests paired off as well as another slow song had queued up, and the night was drawing to a close.
"Time lines secure?" She asked him quietly.
"Hmm? Yes, time lines. Firmly in place." He replied, coming out of whatever deep thought he was having.
"What's on your mind?" She asked, caressing the back of neck with her thumb.
He looked over at their friends dancing closely, Rory holding Amy's shoes.
"How would you feel about them traveling with us? After their honeymoon, of course." He asked.
Rose chuckled. "Bit late to ask that, yeah?"
"Well, the circumstances before were a bit different." He reasoned. "I went back for Amy to say thank you. Rory came because he needed to, and then it was making sure everything was back on track, followed by …." Rose stopped him by placing a finger on his lips. She waited, drawing it back as he started to grin. "This would be us willingly taking them on. As companions."
"Married couple." Rose reminded. "Bit domestic."
"Haven't I already pointed out that you've domesticated me?" He teased.
"Might have," She said with a slow nod. "You think Amy'll be civil with me now?"
"You saved the love of her life," The Doctor reminded. "You did it to save the time lines, but she doesn't know that." He stepped back, catching her hands as they slid from his shoulders. He winked, then looked over at the newlyweds and smiled. Rose did as well, catching Amy's eye and seeing the genuine grin that came over the red head. Rose tilted her head toward the TARDIS before the Doctor dropped one of her hands and lead her toward it. He snapped his fingers, the door only just opening enough for them both to squeeze through.
The TARDIS lit up upon entry, and the Doctor discarded his top hat on the nearest jump seat before moving to the coordinate panel.
"What do you think about the planet Midnight?" He asked Rose as she moved up the ramp a touch slower. "No, what about Ojava? Great spas there, lots of fruity drinks, UV filter around the planet."
"Where are you two off to, then?" Amy asked as she and Rory came through the TARDIS doors, keeping them as closed as possible to prevent anyone at the party from seeing inside.
"That depends," The Doctor said. "Where or when would Mister and Missus Pond like to go on their honeymoon?"
"That's not how it works." Rory said as he and Amy stood in front of the closed doors.
"Yeah it is," The Doctor replied without missing a beat.
Rory and Amy exchanged a glance. "Yeah it is. So, I suppose, Mister Tyler," He emphasized. "Where did you have in mind?"
"A few places." The Doctor said, walking around the console, flipping switches and adjusting knobs as he went. "But if you intend to come, we should leave soon. Whole universe out there to see, and it's only getting bigger. So you could continue on with your plans of Cardiff, or you could come with us and visit a planet that's essentially space Florida without all the theme parks and the alligators don't have teeth."
Rory looked to Amy. "What do you say, Dear?"
Amy looked up at the Doctor, to Rose, then turned around and opened the door.
"Goodbye!" She shouted with a wave, then shut and locked the door as quick as she could.
The Doctor turned to Rose with a grin. "Mind doing the honors, Sweetheart?" He asked.
Rose placed her hand on the dematerialization switch, winked, and then threw it.
A/N: I warned you guys this one would be short.
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Sorry if the start made anyone uncomfortable. It was a bit more mature than normal, so I thought I'd put the warning.
Next chapter in the next week. The Ponds will be taking a slight break, making it all Doctor and Rose.
Until then.