A/N: Shouldn't really be posting right now, it's a school day *rolls eyes*, but I digress. This chapter's a bit longer than it's predecessors, was a bit hastily written just because I was so desperate to get it up, and includes a special guest character (not of my own creation, however)! ;) Extremely slight Ten/Rose, but it's fake, so whatever. Enjoy!

'He...he...he can't be...' Rose whispered, shivering.

Her boss was smiling, but she turned to look at him and the smile quickly disappeared. 'Oh, Rose...' he said, as if in great sorrow. 'I am so sorry. But he is. And when he finds you...I suppose you can only expect the worst. I am truly sorry.'

Rose stared at the screen, dumbfounded. 'How could he, though?'

'Oh, his master is very influential. And it's like with those street gangs - if you leave, they will make you pay. Or in his case, kill you.' Rose looked terrified as the words escaped his mouth, which frustrated him somewhat. 'Rose, how can you still be worried about him? Now that you know what he does?'

Rose took in a deep breath. 'You're right.' she said.

-o0o-

'You got the phone working yet?' Jack wanted to know, bored of reading the trashy magazines that he had found in Rose's room.

'Working?' the Doctor asked, confused.

'Uh, yeah. I mean, you were using your sonic screwdriver on it a minute a go, looking all...technical about it.'

The Doctor put his sonic screwdriver back in his pocket, a puzzled frown on his face. 'It wasn't broken.' Then he turned around and shouted, 'RUSSEL?'

'Yes, what?' Russel T Davies had appeared out of nowhere, it seemed, and didn't look too happy about it.

'Why do you always make me look like I'm fixing things?'

'Well, because...I just find that that's your Doctor's character, David. I mean, Doctor! That's you, I mean, that's, um, your character.' he added hastily.

'Oh, right. So...can I use the phone now?'

'Yes, course you can. I mean, it's just a prop, but...yes! Yes.' Russel quickly said as the Doctor's expression turned into one of sheer and utter bewilderment. 'I'd better be off now, eh? Got a meeting to attend...' And with that, he disappeared into a strange patch of time vortex that had just appeared.

'Why does he always call me David?' the Doctor thought aloud.

'I dunno, Doc, he calls me John. It's just plain stupid.' Jack replied, and the Doctor nodded.

'ANYWAY!' the Doctor loudly announced. 'Let's see where Rose has got to!'

'Ooh, maybe she has another lover!' Jack said, wiggling his eyebrows, but stopped abruptly when the Doctor gave him a look that said 'Carry on with that and I will personally put you to death by banana. And it will not be pretty.' And, Jack reasoned, if he was going to get murdered by the Doctor, he would at least like it done in style.

-o0o-

As she spoke the words, her phone rang. Her boss was annoyed at this. 'I thought I told you not to bring any form of communication!'

'Yeah, but-oh yeah, hello?' Rose grinned as she heard the Doctor's voice, but then felt stupid.

'Rose!' the Doctor called down the phone gleefully. 'You're alright!'

'Er, yeah.'

'Where are you?'

'Oh, I'm, just...you know. At a friend's place.'

'What are you doing there? And-' the Doctor continued to speak before Rose could reply. '-you know, if you'd have wanted to go home you could've just asked, I...well, it's not to say I wouldn't have minded, but-'

'Yeah, no, I know. I just...' Rose searched for an excuse. 'I just thought it would be easier this way, because I didn't think I'd be able to ask you.' It was true enough - when the Doctor looked sad, it made the atmosphere very tense and uneasy and...well, sad. And she liked to think that the Doctor would've looked sad if she'd have asked to go home. Not that that was where she was, of course.

She heard Jack hiss something at the Doctor which sounded vaguely like 'Anna', and for a moment Rose was shocked - Jack was straight? But she quickly dismissed the thought as the Doctor said,

'Rose. Why did you take my lucky banana?' He sounded intrigued, but Rose knew that he was simply putting this on so as not to draw attention to the fact that it hurt him just the slightest bit. And the fact that he most probably missed the damned thing.

'Oh, yeah, that...' Rose tried to sound light and cheery, so the Doctor knew that she hadn't done this to hurt him. 'I just...wanted a piece of you with me, I suppose.'

The Doctor was sure that if manic, angular grins were audible, his would have boomed down the phone line and probably destroyed half of it as it travelled. However, he collected himself and sniffed, and put on a casual tone, ignoring the nudges from Jack. 'Right, so...do you want us to come and get you?'

Rose breathed in sharply and looked at her boss frantically. He mouthed 'No,' at her, and then whispered, 'No, you'll be coming in a minute.'

'No, er...I'll be coming in a minute. Just got some...stuff to sort out, you know?'

The Doctor's voice was jubilant. 'Okay! See you later.' He hung up.

Rose eyed her boss suspiciously. 'What?' he asked, putting on an innocent expression.

Rose's cool, mistrustful response was, 'You know, the Doctor doesn't really strike me as the sort of guy who would follow Lord Voldemort.'

A/N: Just so you know this is NOT a crossover fic. Erm. Yeeeeahh... Oh yeah! LOVE ALL OF YOU GUYS THAT FAVOURITED ME &/OR MY STUFF! THANK YOU SO MUCH! :D :D :D Here, you can all have a cyber-banana and a chibi!DWcharacter on the house. ^^