So so so sorry. I was advised to, so I did. But it ends well.
Rose Tyler, for all her ignorance and stupidy, had pulled some strings and got herself a job at Torchwood. She had been working on a report about a recent contact with an alien species, and took a break and went up to the roof of the building so she could look out over the landscape of London. Rose was so immersed in the scenery that she didn't hear the arrival of the TARDIS. The Doctor stepped out and looked over the edge of the building with her.
"It's beautiful in its own way," the Doctor said. Rose replied without looking.
"You think so?"
"It's amazing what you humans can do when you put your mind to it." Rose mulled over this statement, before she realised it was an alien alongside her. She whirled round, and the Doctor captured her mouth with his. She returned his kiss, and worked her arms around him. When they finally broke, they were gasping for breath.
"Rose, why are you on top of Canary Wharf...?" the Doctor asked, concerned.
"Oh, I've got a job with Torchwood now."
"TORCHWOOD?!" The Doctor looked aghast, before picking Rose up and throwing her off the edge of the builing.
"It's been a while since I've been that angry, but still, TORCHWOOD?!"
I told you it ended well!