Sorry! I was trying to write but writers block is bitch. anyway this chapter is pretty short but i had to post it because i haven't updated in over two months and that seemed way too long.

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Chapter 5

Amy slumped into a purple beanbag chair that was hidden in the corner of the Mystery section-or where most of the mystery books were but this place is never in order. Rory didn't notice and tripped over Amy and knocked his head against the nearest shelf.

"Shit" he mumbled and slumped to the floor beside Amy. The ginger pulled him close to her so they could both be on the purple seat and then pressed a kiss to his temple-leaving behind a bit of lip gloss.

"You okay?" she asked, although she was giggling softly.

"Ya, what are we going to read?" Rory asked, resting his head on Amy's shoulder.

"A mystery?" she grinned.

"You always say that" Rory mumbled, taking Amy's latte and placing it on the shelf behind them. Amy reached across Rory and pulled a small blue book out from the shelf Rory had hit his head on.

"Again?" Owen asked as he appeared from around the corner. "You always pick that one, Amelia" he leaned against one of the shorter shelves and smirked at the couple.

"It's my favorite" Amy said "If you don't wanna listen then go away"

"I'll listen, but not the whole thing this time" Rory answered, slipping his arm around Amy's waist like he always does around Owen.

"Fine, just the first chapter, and maybe the second" Amy agreed as she opened the old leather cover. There was nothing on the book, just blue leather with rectangles carved in the front. John always said it looked like how he had imagined the TARDIS-just simpler and without the handles and things.

"Why do you like that old thing so much anyway?" Owen asked, sitting down in front of them with his back to the shelf he had been leaning on. He crossed his legs and looked at Amy's hands and the blue book.

"I don't know, it's just..." Amy shrugged "There is just something about it"

"Ya…" Owen sighed "Go ahead"

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"Why didn't Clara come?" Gwen asked Rose. The blonde looked up from the counter and shrugged.

"She said something about her family and soufflés"

"Sounds like her" Gwen smiled softly before taking Rose's empty cup and giving it to Ianto in the back. And that's when John stumbled in.

His normally styled hair was flat and still wet from his shower. His eyes were wide and his lip was busted with blood dripping from it. He looked dazed and Rose was immediately by his side.

"What happened?" she asked, slipping her arm around his slender waist and helping him to a seat. Gwen handed him a glass of water and look at him with the worried eyes of a mother-Rose briefly wondered if Amy and Gwen ever fought over whose turn it was to take care of their group's problems, since they seem to be the mothers of these strange people.

"John?" Rose placed a comforting hand on his knee as she sat beside him. He seemed startled out of his daze before smiling briefly at her.

"I was walking here when someone pushed me into a wall" he explained

"Why?"

"I don't know but he didn't say anything of take anything, he just pushed me into the wall and then tripped me before walking away"

"Oh" Gwen mumbled "Well, I'm going to find a tissue or something for your lip" and she was gone.

"You okay now?" Rose asked softly

"Ya" he said, squeezing the girl's hand before blushing and looking around. "Where are the others?"

"In the labyrinth of books" Rose said with a smile.

"Well, I hope they don't find any Goblins"

"What?"

"Goblins…the movie The Labyrinth…nothing?"

"Never seen it" Rose admitted

"What!?" John gasped "It's amazing though!"

"Well, do you own it?"

"Of course" he smiled proudly

"Then maybe we should watch it together sometime" Rose smiled shyly and John's brain froze. It wasn't a date, John told himself. Just two friends going to watch a movie together…right?

"Sure" he squeaked

"Does it hurt?" Rose asked, sudden concern in her voice.

"What?"

"You lip" she clarified.

"A little, nothing I can't handle"

"Where is Gwen?"

"Here!" Gwen called tossing Rose a cloth before slamming the back room with Owen trailing behind her. Ianto was pushed from the room several seconds later with a frown.

"What was that about?" Rose asked

"I don't bother asking why they fight so much anymore" Ianto shrugged and hurried off into the books.

"Well" Rose giggled. John just sat silently as Rose dipped the corner of the cloth into his glass of water before bringing it to his lip. She gently wiped the blood from his mouth and then pulled the cloth away.

"All better" she said softly

"Much" he agreed, eyes glued to her gorgeous face. It was like time froze the second his eyes met hers, like sparks of electricity were flowing between them. John could see the whole universe in her beautiful golden brown eyes. But nothing happened and they both blushed and looked away when Amy's voice came calling for them.

"Better go see what she wants" Rose mumbled before leaving the cloth on the counter and rushing but into the books.

John sat frozen for a few seconds until Owen barged back into the room and then out of the shop.

"Owen!" Gwen yelled, chasing after the man. Man this place is crazy.

John stared after them before hopping off his stool and following after Rose. He found her in Rory's lap with his fingers in her hair. Jealousy and confusion spiked in him before he noticed Amy kissing his shoulder and neck and that Rory was braiding Rose's hair.

"John!" Amy grinned, moving away from her fiancé. "Come sit with us"

John sat beside Amy only to be pulled in front of her and have her run her fingers through his wet hair. He pulled away but Amy pulled him back so he gave up and relaxed against her. Her fingers actually felt pretty nice, not as nice as Rose's would he imagined, but still comforting.

" You always leave your hair like this after you wash it and it looks ridiculous" Amy went on "You style it like a hedgehog, which for some reason Rose loves and Clara, but then you don't do anything when it's wet"

"What would I do when it's wet?" he asked as his mind raced with that fact that Rose likes his hair.

"You could have at least blow dried it or something" Amy complained like a mother to her son.

"Maybe I would have-"

"No you wouldn't"

"If you hadn't kept texting me to hurry up" he finished with a frown.

"Relax, grumpy" Rose giggled "Did you teach Rory how to braid?"

"No, his mom did" Amy answered "But he braids my hair a lot because he is just great at it…maybe it's because he has such long fingers" she grinned slyly at her fiancé before returning to John's hair. She wasn't actually doing anything to his hair, just running her fingers through it but he seemed pretty blissed out about it so Rose assumed it was to calm him down.

"How do you do your hair, Doctor?" Rose asked. The teacher's eyes slipped open and he looked over at Rose.

"Uh, well…it takes awhile" he muttered

"Awhile?" Amy scoffed "More like a bloody hour and a half!"

"Seriously!?" Rose grinned in disbelieve

"Seriously, and even then he still messes with it in the car" Amy shakes her head "He spends all day running his fingers through it anyway, don't know why he thinks it needs to stick up so much"

"I like my hair" The Doctor mumbles

"I like your hair too, Doctor" Rose blushed.

"All done!" Rory announced before John could spend any more time on Rose loving his hair…again. Rose leaned away from Rory and brushed her hands over the intricate braids that were now woven through her blonde hair. it looked lovely on her and John's eyes continued to trace over each braid and how they opened up her face, kept her hair from hiding her gorgeous eyes.

"You look beautiful" John breathed out. Rose grinned at him and John suddenly realized what he said. "You know, for a human" he cast his eyes to the floor so he missed the amused and slightly disappointed looked that crossed Rose's face.

"You are bloody human too" Amy rolled her eyes

"Am not!" John pulled away from Amy so he could face her. He looked deeply offended by her comment.

"Then what are you, Doctor?" Rose asked, leaning against Rory.

"A Time Lord" He grinned

"And that is?" she continued

"A story for another time!" Amy interrupted. She wanted him to have a chance and spilling all his crazy make believe worlds isn't going to help-at least not this early. Amy jumped up and grabbed Rose, pulling her up too. "More coffee?" Amy pulled Rose away-leaving her coffee untouched on the shelf.

"That was abrupt" Rory frowned at the retreating girls.

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I promise to keep writing but school is starting next week so it will be a challenge. anyway love you all and have a wonderful however long until i speak to you all again!