A/N: Sorry this has taken so long. I've decided that I'm no longer going to sety myself dates to update by as I don't have all that much time on my hands. I hope you enjoy!

Standard disclaimers apply.

This chapter is dedicated to blackhairdye who has frequently requested an update!

Rose Tyler stared in shock as Jack walked straight out of the Doctor's room and into her.

She'd been caught. Not only had she gone against what Jack had asked her to do, but she'd been caught too.

Eavesdropping no less.

This fact didn't seem to bother Jack though. No, he just grabbed her arm and pulled her down the hall with him.

"I told you, didn't I?" He asked her. He didn't even need to elaborate as to what he'd told her. She was still shocked about it.

Her speechlessness hadn't abated a whole fifteen minutes later as Jack banged a strong cup of tea in front of her.

She couldn't quite get over the fact that the Doctor loved her. She kept playing the line over and over in her head:

'The Doctor Loves ME! The Doctor LOVES me! The DOCTOR loves me!'

Suddenly she sat up straight and she could almost feel the light bulb above her head as an idea came to mind. She was going to confront him.

She took one last long gulp of tea before exiting the kitchen in search of her room.

"Charming!" Jack muttered sarcastically as she brushed him off with a wave of her hand. "Don't thank me! I'm just a comfortable shoulder to cry on and sexy biceps to look at!"

Rose sat down on her bed, working out a plot to get the Doctor to admit his feelings to her and not Jack.

Sometime later, Rose smiled happily to herself in the mirror.

She'd come to a decision some time earlier and now knew exactly how to get her Doctor back.

She'd changed her clothes appropriately and was now wearing clothes which would show her body to it's best advantage. A short but layered skirt emphasised her womanly hips and – with the help of stilettos – made her legs seem longer. Her breasts were accentuated by a tight top with a low neckline. She'd pulled her hair up in an elegant knot and had hoped earrings in, which – hopefully – made her look more feminine.

Now all she needed to do was fin the Doctor, and he'd be hers.

She opened the door and willed the TARDIS to guide her to the Doctor. Before long, she was standing outside one of the – supposedly unused – kitchens and she smirked to herself.

This was going to be easy.

She walked into the kitchen and noticed right away that the Doctor was sat, head in hands at the kitchen table. She pretended he wasn't there and went over to the kettle. Her mum always said that a good cup of tea can cure anything emotional and many things physical. Something to do with the caffeine release but Jackie was never fully able to explain it.

She picked the kettle up and reached over to the tap to fill it, making her top fit her even more tightly in the process. Then she opened the cupboard and stretched to the highest shelf she could reach for a mug. She poured some milk into the cup and reached for a tea-bag. Placing it next to her cup, she turned around.

When she looked at the Doctor, her breath caught.

He was transfixed, looking at her as a starving man would look at a free all-you-can-eat buffet. His mouth was open and his eyes were dark with desire.

She slowly walked to the table and sat next to him. She knew that before this could get better she needed to apologise. So she did.

"Listen, Doctor…" She said, trying to think of how to get it across. Bluntly, her heart told her. "I'm sorry. I was angry and I didn't mean to say what I did. Will you forgive me?"

She waited patiently for him to answer but he just continued to stare at her.

She got up and put her arms around the Doctor, grateful when he returned the gesture.

"I'm so, so sorry…" She whispered; her idea of seduction forgotten. She felt his arms tighten around her, and relaxed into his embrace.

After barely a moment had passed, Rose pulled back to look at him.

Seeing hurt in his eyes at what he must have assumed was rejection, she lowered her lips to his forehead, then to each of his eyes. She then kissed each of his cheeks in turn, before finally resting her lips on his in a chaste kiss.

She pulled back to try and garner his lips and was both surprised and pleased to feel his lips follows her.

He kissed her back eagerly, almost trying to drink her in. Rose opened her mouth to him and mapped out his mouth with her tongue.

Then she pulled back to look at him, using a finger to stop his lips from following hers again.

She had to ask before this went any further.

"Do you love me?"

A/N: There are two ways this can go:

It finishes in the next chapter

OR

There are several more chapters and the ending is better.

You tell me which you'd prefer!