AN: DON'T HATE ME! I have been super busy with school and extracurricular activities that I have literally had NO time to write…. Sometimes I wish I had a tardis. Anywho, on with the chapter!

Chapter Ten

The Doctor smiled as we strode into the tardis, the door shutting by itself behind us. "Well, where to next?"

"Hmmmm," I hummed, trying to remember. "Restaurant!" I exclaimed suddenly, surprising The Doctor. "Which restaurant?"

"Oh…" I paused for a moment, searching my memory. "Some sort of Italian joint, I think."

"Well, we can use the arm, see if the signal is coming from there."

The Doctor fiddled with the console as I muttered under my breath, "It's not, but something just as important is."

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(Rose P.O.V)

"Do you think I should try the hospital?" Rose remarked thoughtfully, staring at her boyfriend, Mickey.

"Suki said they had jobs going in the canteen. Is that it them, dishing out chips. I could do A Levels." Rose sighed. "I don't know. It's all Jimmy Stone's fault. I only left school because of him. Look where he ended up." She turned back to Mickey. "What do you think?"

Mickey, who was shiny for some reason, completely ignored her question. "So, where did you meet this Doctor?" He asked, smiling creepily.

Rose looked at him, astonished. "I'm sorry," she stated slowly. "Wasn't I talking about me for a second?"

"Because I reckon it started back at the shop, am I right?" Mickey continued, still smiling, although he looked rather frightening now. "Was he something to do with that?"

Rose glanced at him in fear. "No," she lied.

"Come on." Mickey pressed.

"Sort of."

"What was he doing there?" Rose could tell something was off.

Even though she was suspicious, her subconscious told her it was safe, it was Mickey. "I'm not going on about it, Mickey. Really, I'm not, because, I know it sounds daft, but I don't think it's safe. I think he's dangerous," She finished with a kind of intensity in her voice, like a warning.

"But you can trust me sweetheart," Mickey leaned forward across the table. "Babe," his face kind of twitched at that. "sugar, babe, sugar. You can tell me anything." His voice suddenly got deep and threatening. "Tell me about the Doctor and what he's planning, and I can help you, Rose. Because that's all I really want to do," the twitching and smile came back, "sweetheart, babe, babe, sugar, sweetheart."

Rose backed away slightly. "What're you doing that for?" Even though she was scared to death, her voice held a kind of rebellious spark.

A waiter approached, but neither Rose nor Mickey looked up. "Your champagne," the waiter announced.

Mickey said hurriedly, without looking up, "We didn't order any champagne. Where's the Doctor?"

The waiter, turning to Rose, insisted, "Madam, your champagne."

Rose, still staring at Mickey in fright replied with an exasperated voice, "It's not ours. Mickey, what is it? What's wrong?"

Mickey grabbed Rose's wrist. "I need to find out how much you know, so where is he?"

The waiter cried out, "Doesn't anybody want this champagne?" Another waiter approached quietly.

Mickey sighed, "Look we didn't orde-"

As he turned, Mickey finally saw that the Doctor was the waiter, and there was a girl next to him, smiling smugly.

"Ah, gotcha."

The Doctor grins madly as Rose looks up with surprise. "Don't mind us!" the Doctor exclaims. "Just toasting the happy couple, on the house!"

He releases the cork from the bottle he had been shaking, and the cork lands squarely in the middle of Mickey's forehead, sinking in. After a few moments, Mickey spits the cork out.

Mickey turns to the Doctor and girl. "Anyway," he slowly stands. "Where were we?"