'Now that we're here, Now that we've come this far, Just hold on. There is nothing to fear, For I am right beside you. For all my life, I am yours'
What About Now - Chris Daughtry

4 hours later.

The Doctor woke up in a white room in what he assumed must have been the hotel. There was very loud music, that must have been from a band playing next door. Two people with rather gorgeous voices were singing 'West Side Story' whilst Rose and her entourage got absolutely frazzled on alcohol. He couldn't find it in himself to be upset about the fact that the first hours they had with eachother, Rose wanted to spend drunk. She probably had no what to do about him idea either.

He decided to stop moping, got up off his bed and walked towards the door. The Music from the next room became increasingly more loud as he walked along the corridoor.

"I COULD HAVE DANCED, DANCED, DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANCED!" Came the singing as he cracked open the dorr.

"YOU CAN DO IT GUYS!" Derek yelled.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT!" The doctor's eyes opened wide as he walked into the room and discovered that they had not hired a band. There was just Jack and Rose standing on a bed singing in voices that belonged on the west end. He knew Jack could sing but Rose? There was obviously a lot he didn't know.

"AWW IT'S STEEEEVE!" Rose cried when she saw him, grinning madly.

"Steve?" He asked, trying not to laugh.

"Yeah, we renamed you!" Grinned Jack, draping an arm around Rose.

"Right. Is anyone in here not drunk?" The Doctor akse deveryone.

"Just me," Came Jackie's voice "Norweigan alcohol is dodgy stuff. Did it last time and woke up in a room with some guy named Fresco."

The Doctor groaned, inwardly. He had been reduced to spenind the evening with Rose's mother.

"It's MAGICAL!" Rose cried, and she punched the air. Torrents of golden energy flew out of her hands, through the ceiling "WHOOPS! SORRY!" Rose grinned dopily at the faces that appeared through the hole in the ceiling.

An angry man frowned down at her.

"What the FUCK are you doing?" He yelled. Rose sniffed the air closer towards the hole.

"Ooh! He's on Viagra!" She cried, giggling in delight "Sorry for interrupting your wanking, sir!"

"Don't jump to conclusions, Rosie!" Slurred Jack, grinning.

"Well, there's noone else up there!" She grinned.

Everyone in the room, including Jackie and the Doctor burst into laughter. He was starting not to mind Rose being drunk.

"I'll report you for this!" Yelled the man through the hole "Bloody menaces, the lot of you!"

Rose frowned at that.

"And then i'll tell the manager, who is a very esteemed friend of mine, that we interrupted you whilst you were wanking into your pillow on Viagra, which, may I point out is illegal? I can quite easily fix the hole in the ceiling, so why don't you just bugger off Wankydoodle?"She yelled.

The man huffed, and dissappeared from the hole.

"Where's my sonic toothbrush?" Slurred Rose, tottering over to Derek. He immediately withdrew a silver toothbrush with a blue light on one end and bristled on the other from his pocket. Rose clumsily aimed it at the ceiling and the hole was immediatley filled.

Everyone burst into a round of applause, and Rose bowed low, lost her balance, and started toppling off the bed. The Doctor and Jack both immediately darted forward to catch her, the doctor beating Jack to it.

"Jeez, sorry. I guess that's your job now?" Jack asked, akwardly staring at the floor.

"Guess so," The Doctor replied, cradling the rather tipsy Rose in his arms "Come on, Amy Winehouse, off we go." He said, stroking Rose's hair out of her face.

A soft snoring came from within the doctor's arms, as if in reply to his command. In all fairness, Rose had had a rather long day, so she was entitled to a sleep.

"Night night, monkey," Jackie said, kissing the top of Rose's forhead. Then she turned to the Doctor "If you try and take advantage of her, i swear, you won't have your genitalia for much longer." Jackie muttered.

"Night Jackie." The Doctor said, rolling his eyes.

He carried Rose down the corridoor, through the door into his bedroom and laid her down on the bed. He had to confess, that although he had no idea what he was supposed to do with her, he could have quite easily just watched her sleep all night. That was something he had missed doing a lot on the TARDIS. And what he could do everyday now. If he played his cards right. And she wanted to keep him.

"I hope you want to keep me, Rosie," he whispered "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Then he kissed her forehead an snuggled down beside her. He wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight.

He would be watching.