Warning: Kissing. Lots of kissing.

Rose smiled, her tongue peeking from behind her teeth as she leaned in to kiss him. Every subsequent version of the Doctor whom she met was more flirtatious than the last, and Rose wouldn't trade living with her Doctor in 'Pete's World' for anything. She looked up suddenly. "Where's Tony?"

The Doctor groaned internally. "Ah. Yes, well." He cleared his throat. "It would appear that he has inherited the Tyler factor," he said mischievously.

"And what's that then?" Rose asked, distractedly looking for her little brother.

"The need to wander off," the Doctor smirked, eyeing Rose, who groaned at his 'joke'.

"Let's just find Tony," she laughed. The Doctor pouted, but began scanning the surrounding parkland and pointed toward the trees.

"If I was a human and about a year old, I'd make for the forest," he said, spying the baby at the woods' edge. The Doctor easily caught up to the child and scooped him up. "Naughty Tony," he said slowly, his voice pitched higher. "Forgetting Rule Number One, you are. Don't wander off. Tylers," he laughed affectionately, carrying the child back to where he had left Rose.

"Don't do that again." Rose told her brother sternly. Tony, who didn't even have the decency to appear ashamed, looked properly chuffed. Rose sighed, and they made their way back to where they had left the picnic.

"Usually trouble would have found us by now," the Doctor said fondly. He reached into his shorts and pulled out his screwdriver; with a deft flick of his wrist, the device began to whir.

"Don't go spoilin' a nice afternoon, Doctor," Rose said with a tongue-touched smile. She glanced at her phone and amended, "a nice day. S not even midday yet."

Tony had pulled a toy car from his pocket and was busy running it along the Doctor's coat.

"Why'd you wear that? S fourteen degrees out, least it's supposed to be. And I know, for a fact, that it is a very warm coat." Rose admonished lightly.

The Doctor gave Rose his best puppy-eyes. She laughed.

"Off with the coat, Doctor." Rose tugged on his arm playfully. "You'll catch your death of cold."

"Well, we can't have that, now can we?" The Doctor said dramatically. "I've only got one life, Rose Tyler." He shrugged out of the coat and lay it on the grass, where Tony continued to use it as a racetrack.

"Forever," Rose finally kissed the Doctor, her lips softly pulling his open. He responded quickly, though he also broke it off.

"Can't be distracted right now," he murmured. "Don't want to lose Tony again," he stroked her shoulder-length hair back, and let his hand fall back to the ground. Rose entwined her fingers into his. "I love you. Rose Tyler," he smiled.

"I love you. Doctor. My Doctor. My Doctor James Ian Harold Stewart Noble Smith Foreman Tyler. Blimey, I'm sure glad that that didn't fit on the papers." Rose said teasingly.

"Oi! If you'll remember, it wasn't for a lack of trying," the Doctor lightly snapped, laying back down onto his coat, and pulling Rose with him.

"Stewart Noble Tyler." Rose tested it once more, feeling the way it rolled from her tongue. "It does have a nice ring to it. But the man I love has the name of Doctor." The Doctor tightened his arms around her waist and buried his face in her hair.

"Rose." He murmured, pressing soft kisses upon her scalp.