Hello, again!

First of all: thanks to GSRgirlforever for her suggestions! I wanted to thank you before but kind of forgot it °°

Sorry about that! I'm not sure how if I'm going to use everyone of them, but one is already in here (well, sort of...). Though, this chapter is mainly an 'introduction' to the next ones, because... drum roll This story actually developed a real plot! :O

Anyway, Number 11 starts here.

Enjoy! (And review! Makes me want to write faster, as you can see :P)

"What the hell were you thinking?!"

The Doctor and Rose sat in front of Jackie and Pete like two naughty kids, caught with their hands in a cookie jar. Scowling, they endured the tirade of one Jackie Tyler, the Doctor rubbing his swollen and dangerous red cheeks. Jackie obviously had been working out... probably exactly for cases like this.

"How often do you plan to get arrested, Doctor? First the penguin thing, then your redecoration of London's telephone boxes, banana theft, your naked public marathon on a football field, accusing poor Mr Anderson of being a Slitheen... Jesus, the man is like 90 years old and has digestion problems... and you chased him through half of London with a jug of vinegar!"

"He is 87 and anyone could have made the mistake! I thought he wanted to conquer the Earth!" the Doctor cut in, shrinking back when he noticed Jackie's threatening look.

"He is a retired milkman, for God's sake! And don't you dare interrupt me again, there is more on the list!" The Doctor closed his open mouth again. "Biting this poor child..." She shook her head. "Is that a custom for your people? And, of course, your latest achievement: Having sex in a public fountain!!" Her face was now red enough to glow in the dark, the Doctor was sure of that.

"Um...we didn't get to the actual sex part." The human Time Lord shot her a reassuring grin... at least it was meant to be reassuring.

"Don't you dare to give me your 'I got lucky'-grin!" Misinterpretation...great. "I really expected more of you... both of you." She glanced over at Rose who suddenly looked like a six year old girl again. "So, Pete and I have decided to punish you both. Like you know, Pete is going to take the next four days off. We are going to Glasgow with Tony. His first real holiday... and we want you two, to take care of the mansion. No stuff, no gardener. Just the two of you. And God help you, if I find even a little tiny bit of dust, when I come back!"

Depressed, the Doctor and Rose looked down and answered with "Yes, ma'am." while Pete sat in the back and hoped to be left out of this. Before Jackie attacked the Doctor, he never had a clue about the strength of his wife.

Two hours later, the Doctor and Rose had put their stuff into the mansion and stood at the door to say good-bye to Jackie, Pete and Tony.

Tony hugged his sister tightly. He was very close to Rose and the Doctor smiled at the picture they made. Suddenly, Tony reached out to the Doctor, asking silently for a hug from his brother-in-law. The Doctor laughed and took him into his arms, whispering into his ear to take good care of his parents. The little boy giggled and ran to his mother, when the Doctor put him down.

"Alright, all yours now. Don't disappoint her... I'm going to feel her wrath too, you know.," Pete said nervously.

"Pete, get your ass into the damn car. We are going to miss our Zeppelin!" Jackie screamed impatiently out of the car. Her husband jumped and did as he was told.

They drove off and the Doctor laughed at them. "He is totally henpecked!"

"Doctor?"

He smiled at her. "Yes, Rose?"

"Shut up."

He swallowed. "Yes, Rose."

Meanwhile, in Jackie and Pete's car...

"Is this really going to work?"

Jackie sighed deeply. "They are going at it like rabbits... To be honest, I'm surprised it didn't happen already!"

"But, do you really think the mansion is going to speed things up? Maybe we should have left it to them..."

"Pete, I'm not getting any younger... and the mansion has a dozen of bedrooms... believe me, he is going to have her pregnant in no time!"

"Whatever you say, Jacks... whatever you say."

The mansion again...

Rose sat in the living room, watching TV. The Doctor vanished ten minutes ago, but she didn't think much of it. It was likely that he did his house-discovering-routine: picking random things up, turning them around in his hands, putting his glasses on, inspecting them more closely, putting them back into their respective places when he was sure, it wasn't really interesting or fun and last but not least: breaking about half of the objects in one of the previous steps.

She heard a breaking sound, followed by a curse.

Rose grinned. She knew him too well.

After a while of relaxing in front of the telly , she got a foreshadowing feeling. They got far too easy off the hook... the mansion is cleaned every day by the staff and when she looked around, she could see that they obviously did it even today. How dusty could it become in four days? Not exactly the kind of punishment one would expect for getting arrested because of 'indecent behaviour'. Her mother was up to something... This whole thing smelled... or was it just the furniture polish, the Doctor decided to try out?

She jumped up. "Doctor, stop it! You can't drink that!"

The Doctor sat sulkily on the couch. Rose ordered him to stay by her side after that little incident before... The furniture polish smelled exactly like a Vanasilian cocktail... how should he know, that it wasn't the same and even toxic for humans? When he was a full Time Lord, he could eat and drink nearly everything without any problems, but this human body seemed to be extremely sensitive to everything... He grinned. Like Rose's hand on his thigh right now...

Her warm, little hand moved up and down, up and down on his trouser clad leg. He looked at her face. She seemed to be totally engrossed in her favourite series, 'Professor Who', and didn't even notice the movement of her clever fingers.

The Doctor hissed when her hand reached higher and higher and felt himself getting hard. Not good... he should tell her what she was doing before she notices his hard-on and accused him for having naughty thoughts about this 'Professor's' blond assistant.

"Um, Rose?"

"Hm?"

"Y-your hand." Rassilon! She just nearly reached his member.

Her eyes were still fixed on the screen. "What about it?"

"I-It's...Oh, God!" He jumped up and hurried out of the room.

Rose grinned to herself. Gotcha!

The Doctor cleaned himself up and leaned against the sink. It was unbelievable what this human girl could do to him. He opened the door of the bathroom to find a grinning Rose standing in front of him.

"I wanted to give you a hand but it seems like you took care of yourself quite nicely," she said cheekily.

Comprehension dawned on the Doctor's face. "You little minx!"

He began to chase her through the mansion, their squeals and laughter echoing through the halls. The Doctor caught her around the waist after a few minutes, lifted her up and threw her over his shoulder.

Rose screamed and began to punch his back, while the laughing Doctor ran with her to the swimming pool.

"Oh, oh no! Don't you dare thr-"

She was unable to finish her sentence since the Doctor threw her into the pool and her mouth began to fill with water. Coughing, she swam to the ladder and stepped out of the pool.

Completely soaked, she stared angrily at him and he knew at once that he went too far. "That's it, Mister! No sex for you for the next four days! And we will continue this list!"

The Doctor stared in disbelief at her. "Y-You can't be serious! Four days! That's impossible!"

Rose smirked. "You will have to make good use of those hands of yours, Doctor!" Rose stripped out of her wet clothes and went back into the mansion to watch TV in the nude.

The Doctor gaped after her. "W-What?!"

A few miles away, Jackie got the feeling that something went terribly wrong with her plan.