The Doctor spent the rest of the day sleeping. There were no more telepathic messages from him, much to Rose's disappointment. Rose and Jackie had an uneventful evening at home, eating dinner, watching programmes on the telly, and then going to sleep.

The next morning, Rose awoke to someone gently whispering her name. "Rose?"

Rose buried herself underneath the pink blankets, trying to get more shut-eye. "Go away," she mumbled.

"Come on, Rose, wake up," coaxed the voice. It wasn't her mother. It was a male voice. A familiar, calming, gentle voice. A very soothing one, though it still sounded a little congested and croaky. If anything, the voice made her want to sleep more. "It's eight o'clock, beautiful day! Let's get up and go!"

"Leave me alone..." Rose grumbled.

"Okay, fine," said the voice. "You win. I'll leave you alone."

Rose smirked while closing her eyes, thinking she'd won the argument against this voice that wanted her to get up. Good, some sleep.

Suddenly, the voice shouted, "Rise and shine!" and the blankets went flying off Rose and the bed, causing a small draft of cold air to wash over Rose.

"Oi, what d'you-" Rose snapped until she saw who pulled the blankets. It was the Doctor! He was fully dressed in a plain blue coat and pants, blue shirt, and t-shirt along with red Converse and his hair done the way Rose liked it, along with his glasses on. He was grinning and holding the pile of blankets in his hands.

This sight would have made Rose happy, but not today. She was rather irritated since she was woken up so early. However, she was still worried about him, especially after yesterday.

"What are you doing out of bed?" Rose demanded frantically. "And where are your jim jams? You need to get back to bed!"

The Doctor tossed down the blankets and held up a hand to calm Rose down. "Rose," he spoke almost perfectly clear with just a wee bit of croaky congestion left, but not as bad as before. "I'm going to be fine. I just got tired of being in bed all day, so I figured I'd get dressed and walk around a bit today. Just an easy day, you and me! We could go out for a nice walk, get some chips, maybe even catch a movie!"

Rose smiled. "Are you asking me on a date?" She teased, doing that tongue in her teeth thing she always does.

The Doctor's hearts skipped a beat each. He didn't think about that for a second! He was just thinking about an outing! He had spent about a week in the Tyler household sick in bed and that was enough to make him go mad. This was the Doctor. He was all about getting up and about!

Rose, still smiling, yawned and stretched. "Give me a minute to get dressed and we'll go, yeah?"

The Doctor's smile returned and he nodded, getting off the bed and leaving the room, closing the door behind him. He decided to go to the kitchen for a cup of tea when he saw that Jackie was already in there, shuffling around in her robe and slippers. He stuck his hands in his jacket pockets and poked his head into the kitchen doorway.

"Morning, Jackie!" he said happily.

"AAAAHHH!" Jackie screamed, dropping a tea kettle on the floor. It clanged to the floor with a loud bang. She looked up and saw the Doctor standing behind her. Instead of getting excited the Doctor was out of bed, she wagged a finger at him. "You gave me such a bad fright! You could have given me a heart attack! That's the last thing Rose needs right now, me in hospital! And look at my kettle!"

The Doctor bent down, picked up the kettle, and examined it. Since it was metal, there was no damage to it. "Seems fine there, Jackie."

Jackie angrily snatched it out of the Doctor's hands. "Give me that!"

"Hey!" Rose chirped, entering the kitchen. She wore a pink and white striped t-shirt, blue jean jacket, jeans, and sneakers. The top part of her hair was tied up while the bottom part was let down.

"Rose!" The Doctor exclaimed, opening his arms for a hug, which Rose happily embraced.

Jackie, watching the two hug, was going to lecture Rose about the Doctor only to realize how happy her daughter was now that the Doctor was feeling a lot better. She decided not to ruin the moment for her. Instead, she continued on with making breakfast while Rose and the Doctor went to the living room to spend some time together.

The two sat on the sofa and began to talk.

"I don't understand, Doctor," Rose said, raising an eyebrow. "You had a bad headache yesterday and passed out."

"I woke up a few hours later," The Doctor added. "Your mum noticed me awake last night and..."

Scene flashes back to previous night...

The Doctor woke up late in the evening to find his room dark. He rubbed his eyes and temples, head still throbbing. He sat up and turned on the lamp on the nightstand to find a glass of water there. He took a long drink from it and set it down, feeling slightly relieved. He fell into a coughing fit, hacking up phlegm into a tissue for a good minute.

Suddenly, the door creaked open and in came no one other than Jackie herself.

"You still coughing?" she grumbled, placing her hands on her hips.

The Doctor, still in the midst of coughing, nodded.

"You've been sleepin' all day!" Jackie rambled as she walked around and tidied up the room a bit. "You should be feeling better by now! Rose has been worried about you all day. She said you had a bad headache, has it gone away, yet?"

The Doctor shook his head. "No, still there," he answered, finally done coughing but his voice hoarse. "I'm allergic to aspirin, so I can't take anything for the pain."

Jackie remained silent as she walked out of the room. The Doctor thought Jackie was probably off ignoring him or something, maybe getting Rose. He rested his head back into the pillows and covered his eyes with his arm to block out the light of the room until he heard Jackie again.

"Here, drink this." she said calmly.

The Doctor moved his arm and opened his eyes to find Jackie holding a mug of something steaming. He didn't know if it was tea or not, but he reluctantly took it from her. He sat up, looked into the mug, and saw it was yellow. He raised an eyebrow "What is this?"

"It's a special Tyler family drink," Jackie explained. "Just try it. It'll help."

The Doctor slowly raised the drink to his lips, slowly sipping on it. He realized it tasted like lemon. He raised his eyebrows in approval and drank the entire thing in thirty seconds. "That is good! What was in that?"

Jackie smiled. "Well, it's a secret," she replied. "Rose doesn't know how to make it, yet, but I plan on teaching her, soon. It's a remedy and it usually helps with headaches and stomachaches."

The Doctor immediately felt his headache greatly reducing. "Hey, it's working!" he exclaimed.

"Then it's serving its purpose," Jackie concluded with relief. Unfortunately, she noticed his face, neck, and what she could see of his chest through the unbuttoned top two buttons of his shirt were slicked in a sheen of sweat. She placed her hand on the his forehead. "You still have a bit of a fever going on. Let me get a compress for you."

She left for a few minutes and came back with a cold compress, instructing the Doctor to lie back down before placing it on the his forehead. He immediately felt more relief. He smiled and thanked Jackie as he felt his eyelids become heavy with sleep, closing his eyes as she turned off the lamp, closed the door, and bid the Doctor good night.

Back to the current scene...

"That was very kind of my mum to take care of you like that, especially with the Tyler Remedy," Rose said with a smile while rubbing the Doctor's shoulder. "Just wish you called for me."

"Your mum said you fell asleep," The Doctor pointed out. "Didn't want to wake you. It was about ten-thirty."

Rose recalled getting tired rather early. She was watching the telly when she nearly fell asleep, so she kissed her mum goodnight and went to bed. She didn't pay attention to the time but it must have been nine o'clock or nine-thirty. With the Doctor being ill and nothing to do but sit around while the Doctor slept, Rose slept quite a bit. She was surprised her mother took some time to personally care for the Doctor herself. She guessed her mum did have a soft spot for him.

Rose smiled sweetly. "That was very considerate of you," she said. "But if you are ever sick like that again and you need something, I don't care what time it is. You need me, you go get me."

The Doctor gave her a hug. "Thanks, Rose."

Rose blushed. She would do anything for him, whether it's giving him medicine at three in the morning or comforting him. He was her Doctor, and she knew he would do the same for her.

"Rose, Doctor!" Jackie shouted from the kitchen. "Breakfast is ready!"

"Ooh!" The Doctor jumped up and went to the kitchen with Rose following suit.

In the kitchen, Jackie had made an English style breakfast with tomatoes, sausages, bacon, and eggs, along with some fresh fruit. She had some tea bags out along with the kettle on the stove. Rose made some tea for both herself and the Doctor. She offered her mum a cup but she dashed off, saying she was going to meet with friends and had to get ready, but before she left, she said this to Rose:

"Make sure the Doctor eats plenty! He's too skinny of a bloke!"

The Doctor was already eating when she had said this. He rolled his eyes in annoyance while Rose just giggled to herself. As much as the Doctor ate, his current body had a very high metabolism, making it hard for him to gain any weight.

After breakfast, the Doctor and Rose finally left the flat. This made the Doctor excited because he had not been outside in about a week. He enjoyed the surprisingly blue sky along with the cool breeze blowing through his hair. He linked arms with Rose as they strolled through the neighbourhood.

They hopped onto a red double decker bus and rode all the way to London (not sure exactly where Rose lives, but work with me here). They got off and walked around the city some more, chatting happily. The Doctor gave Rose many useless facts and trivia about London while Rose rolled her eyes. Rose then changed the subject to karaoke.

"Have you ever done karaoke, Doctor?" she asked.

The Doctor, with his hands in his pockets, looked at Rose, raising an eyebrow. "Hm?" he asked. "No, don't think so. Not even when I went to that club in Tokyo. I'm not much of a singer."

Rose giggled. "Well, what body was that in?"

"Think this was right before I met you, actually," The Doctor answered. "About a few months before, went to 2024 Tokyo and karaoke made this dreadful comeback. Criticized my leather jacket, saying it didn't fit in..."

Rose pictured her old Doctor, in his leather jacket running around Tokyo. She knew he would not have fit in with the locals, since they had such amazing style.

"Well, we should go try it sometime," she suggested.

The Doctor bit his lip. He didn't know about karaoke but if it was for Rose, he would try it for her.

Rose sniffed the air and immediately recognized the smell. "I smell chips," she said, peeking at her watch. "Ooh, it's lunchtime! Let's go eat, Doctor! My treat, yeah?"

The Doctor grinned. "If you insist!" he said, as he began to follow Rose. Suddenly, he began to feel a bit dizzy. He saw a few black spots in his vision, blinking them back until they went away. He figured it was from too much activity, so it was a good thing he and Rose were about to sit down.

The two entered the nearby chip shop that was giving off the smell, where Rose bought two separate orders of chips. While they waited, the Doctor tried to imagine him and Rose sharing an order of chips, but he immediately realized it was impossible. Rose loved chips so much, she would eat the entire thing.

And eat the entire thing is what she did. She ate all her chips while the Doctor only ate half his order. He gave the rest to Rose, who happily gobbled it all up. The Doctor realized he was tired, yawning and rubbing his eyes. Rose immediately noticed.

"Doctor?" she asked worriedly. "You alright? You want to go back to the flat?"

The Doctor, who wanted to continue on with their day, couldn't keep going. He nodded sleepily. As he nodded, he realized some of his hearing had faded but returned very quickly. He thought that was rather strange, but he shook it off.

Rose and the Doctor left the chip shop and got back on the bus to the Powell Estate. As they rode on the bus, the Doctor fell asleep and rested his head on Rose's shoulder. Rose felt herself blushing furiously as she heard the Doctor's gentle breathing. She smiled to herself the whole ride home. When they were near the flat, Rose had to shake the Doctor awake.

"Doctor?" Rose said gently, moving so the Doctor's head slid off her shoulder.

"Mmm...huh?" The Doctor mumbled tiredly, blearily opening his eyes. "Where are we?"

"Almost home," Rose answered. "That's why I had to wake you. You can sleep when we get back to the flat."

The Doctor yawned and nodded. A good sleep in bed sounded so lovely right now. As much as he hated to sleep, today was a good day for sleep.

Once they got off the bus, the pair walked for a few minutes longer until they finally reached the flat. Rose got her key out and unlocked the door. She found a note from her mother on the refrigerator, saying she was out with friends. Meanwhile, the Doctor trudged over to his room and flopped onto the bed, kicking off his Converse in the process. Rose appeared a minute later.

"Today must have gotten you all tuckered out!" she said softly. She began to pull the blankets over the Doctor who snuggled more into the pillows.

"I'm sorry I cut our day short, Rose," he finally spoke.

Rose smiled and stroked the Doctor's hair. "It's fine, you need to finish recovering," she said. "Your body probably isn't ready to go back into full swing, yet."

"That's what today was for," The Doctor concluded, his eyes nearly slid shut. "A test to see how better I am. I may feel good lying in bed and indoors but I wanted to test the outside. I must have had a burst of energy but..."

He never finished his sentence. His eyes were closed, and he was out cold, dead to the world. Rose kissed the Doctor's forehead once again and left him to be...