Sorry for the delay and all, I've been trying to get ready for school and have been in OK for a month and a half xD So anyway here's what you've all been waiting for.

Williams groaned his head spinning as his eyes fluttered open lightly, had he been knocked out? Had the Tardis really spun that far out of control? He sat up realizing he was on the floor of the control room and blinked. "Doctor?" He called and after a moment there was a frustrated groan from the other side of the terminal. Rory scrambled to the other side seeing that the Eleventh was none too happy with his ship as he was rubbing the back of his head and poking some of the exposed wires with a wrench. "Um…Doctor?" Rory repeated feeling awkward not knowing how much time had transpired after what he'd tried to do. A weighty glance was thrown at him and he shut up sitting on his bum and twiddling his thumbs as silence lapsed between them. After a long while the Doctor, in all his quirky like fashion stood adjusting his bowtie in a mirror that was connected to the terminal. Rory followed but let out a soft sigh as the Doctor took a side step away from him still not saying anything."Doctor..are you going to just ignore me now?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about Williams." The Eleventh commented flipping a few switches. So he was going to play the, I have no idea what happened between us, approach. Well great. That left Rory extremely confused and unsure what to do with himself, was he supposed to respond or just walk away leaving the busy time lord to his work.

"Doctor look, it was nothi-

"You tried to snog me Rory Williams don't call it nothing." The Eleventh quipped from one side of the terminal flipping a few more switches and checking the codes to see where they had landed exactly. The Tardis had taken them somewhere in the future, not so far as to make it impossible to believe, but far enough that it made the Doctor curious, and that was always a bad place to be. Rory flushed at how blunt the other was being and he looked off crossing his arms.

"I wasn't planning on snogging you…unless that's what..you were hoping for..?" He leaned against a rail and the Doctor seemed far too distracted by his work to hear the comment but as he rounded the terminal his eyes looked at Rory he frowned and ruffled his already fluffy brown hair and then snapped his suspender's. He was thinking, he always did these things when he was thinking. Then he seemed to be momentarily distracted by his own thoughts as he turned back to his viewing screen.

"Rory you implying that I wanted to kiss you in the first place."

"Is that what I am doing? Really?" Rory mused sarcastically which gained him another long gaze from the old and somewhat annoyed time lord.

"Don't talk like that with me William's that is reserved for Miss Pond."
"So she's the only one who gets to snog you? Or wait, everyone gets to but me then?" valid point, most everyone, well not everyone, but more than enough people have at least kissed the eight hundred plus year old time lord at least once. A frustrated groan came from the zany man leaning on the control panel and he glanced at the boy nurse who was now standing against the rail behind him.

"Why would you want to anyway Williams? I thought Amy was plenty for you?" He was trying to turn this into a logical argument, why was he always doing that? Why couldn't he just, be, more human, because he's not human, this whole time lord business and not being human still confused Rory even now.

"Maybe she is but, there are plenty of species out there, companions, people's lives you've walked into, who want more." Rory argued back, going back to the point that the Doctor was like an infection. Once he was there, he would never, ever, truly let go until you were dead. The Doctor seemed even more troubled now remembering what Rory had said about him being a danger to everyone around him. "I never said anything would amount from what I wanted to do…is it so wrong that I want to kiss you?"

That sounded like Rory. There it was, that smart, incredibly human voice that made the Doctor weak in both his hearts. Oh this argument was pointless, of course the Doctor wanted to kiss the boy. Why wouldn't he? He frowned more, would it be so wrong, if it was only once, just to stem the desire that had been building up over the years after Rose and so many others. After a moment of silence the Eleventh turned and looked at Rory who shifted off the rail. He hesitated, him, the Doctor, hesitated, he sighed deeply and shifted adjusting is bowtie out of habit. Rory shook his head stepping up to the other and moved hooking his fingers around the red suspenders pulling the other forward." Just one Doctor…" He whispered softly."Then I'll be satisfied." But will i? The Doctor felt his mind ask. He felt his body tense and his hearts pound against his chest as the raggedy haired nurse leaned closer their bodies pressed against one another. This was a very very very bad idea. For all the Eleventh knew it could rip a whole in time and space. It was to late however and he prepared himself for whatever may happen.

Warm breathing, the hum of the Tardis, and the one human being who made him weaker then he thought he could be. It was all very intense and he thought he was ready for it when a sudden bang from outside the ship broke the spell and Rory felt hands smash into his lips pushing him back as the lanky time lord slipped out of his grip grabbing his tweed jacket and sonic screw driver moving for the door.

"Oh for bloody sake." Williams muttered under his breathe. It was like time itself was intervening. Maybe it was infact. Maybe it really would split in half if he kissed the lovely Doctor. However Rory Williams found himself not caring suddenly, time could do whatever it wanted but it defiantly wasn't going to keep him from this.

"Rory the Roman come here!" The Doctor called as he peered out the Tardis's door."I think I may need you for this one."

Rory frowned deeply and sighed shifting forward and moved leaning his head over the Doctor's shoulder peering out and gaped, they were in the middle of a roman camp, spears dented the ground near the Tardis door, apparent failed attempts at hitting it.

This, could not get any worse.

"Oi stupid face! What's going on?" Amy's voice called as she stepped out in her nighty from one of the door's in the Tardis. I stand corrected.