The Doctor slumped against the console, wondering whether to check on Rose. She'd been fine when she woke up, no trace of the sickness from last night, and she didn't seem to be worried by anything, but he was wondering whether he really should give her a check over in the med bay.

She'd been gone for what seemed like hours. He didn't want to invade, considering she'd probably be wanting time on her own after all she'd found out, but eventually the worry got too much for the Doctor and he found himself outside her bedroom door, knocking urgently.

"Rose? Can I come in? Are you okay?"

A muffled 'come in' floated through to him, and he opened the door a crack, poking his head round and scanning the room. Rose was nowhere to be seen, but a crack of light showed under a door that led off from the bedroom. The Doctor followed it, peering round the second door and jumping back behind it once he saw what was inside. Rose was standing in front of a long mirror, studying herself again, in little but her underwear, and seemingly not bothered by it.

"Rose? Are you alright? Why are you standing there like that?"

"No. It's okay; you can come in if you want. There's something I want to ask you."

The Doctor edged into the room, looking anywhere but at Rose. As much as he wanted to, it didn't seem right, somehow. There was something wrong. She turned briefly to look at him, then back to her reflection in the mirror.

"Do I look different?"

"You look the same as ever. Not that I've seen you in your underwear…why do you keep asking me that?"

"It said I burnt. That I was burning like the sun. I don't look right, Doctor." She didn't give him a chance to reply as she looked around for her clothes and pulled them on. When she was done, she looked up at him with a grin that said, 'forget it', and changed the subject.

"There's something else I wanted to ask you. What were you dreaming about last night?

"Eh?"

"I woke up before you, and you sounded like you were having a very interesting dream. Sounded like you were making some very interesting noises as well."

Great, thought the Doctor. I walk in on Rose in her underwear, she starts asking me about that damn dream that I can't get out of my head, and she's doing that thing with her tongue. "Er…that? I make noises in my sleep all the time."

"No, you don't."

"Yes I – how do you know?" Rose blushed.

"Oh…well, see…I might have watched you sleeping a few times." The Doctor smiled. "Not that you sleep a lot," she added, suddenly fascinated by the ceiling.

"Wanna know a secret?" The Doctor ambled over to Rose, his voice low. "I watch you sleep too. All the time. Wanna know something else?"

"Yeah?"

"I think, after all the stuff that's been said these past few days, that we're acting far too much like a pair of schoolkids. That dream, if you must know, was about you. You, a dish of melted Merillian chocolate and banana splits. Can't blame me, really, if I was making those 'interesting noises', can you?"

"N-no…" Rose mumbled.

"And I'll tell you another thing. I'm thinking about it right now. What you do is you melt it, then put it on your mouth, with a bit of sugar. After that, what you do with it's up to you. The reaction between the chocolate and the sugar causes this kind of crackly sensation when it's on the skin-"

"You're babbling again."

"Sorry."

"No you're not."

"Okay, I'm not sorry at all." The Doctor grinned. "But what are you going to do about it?" There was a challenge there, and she wasn't about to shy away from it.

"First, I'm going to do this." Rose grabbed the Doctor by both shoulders and pulled him towards her, crushing her mouth against his. She stood back, breathing audibly, and was amused to hear that he was doing the same thing." Then, I'm going to tell you that you're not to go near the kitchen for at least an hour, under pain of…well, something painful. Okay? Surprise." She kissed him again, and then turned to leave the room.

"Oh, and don't go near the wardrobe either," Rose added as an afterthought. "Actually, maybe you should just stay here. Just stay out of my way!" she shouted, halfway down a corridor by now, leaving a dumbfounded, and rather intrigued, Doctor behind her.