A short chapter just to fill it out.
One week later, Rose insisted that she start work. The gash on her arm was healing up nicely, and the graze on her head was almost completely gone. The Doctor had no choice but to let her. As the car pulled into the parking lot, Rose felt dwarfed by the unfamiliar marble archway. Through the arches was the actual building, it's roof made of domed glass.
"Have you told the class I'm coming Doctor?" He turned off the engine and gripped her hand.
"Why are you so nervous?" Rose fuddled with the hem of her skirt, trying to find the words to explain.
"It's just a change really isn't it? My old job, I knew how to do it. Finding aliens is what I know…that's a big difference to teaching." She said softly, ignoring the glances a few of the students were giving her.
"Rose…I think if you can go from folding clothes to travelling the universe…then you can go from fighting aliens to teaching." Despite herself, Rose laughed at the Doctor's shoddy attempt to cheer her up.
"You'll be fine. I promise." Giving her a reassuring smile, the Doctor got out of the car. Rose hesitated slightly before opening her own door. The students had mostly stopped now, not even bothering to hide the looks they were giving. The Vitex heiress was standing in their car park. Rose gave a shaky sigh and grabbed the Doctor's hand, smiling as he squeezed it. She walked stiffly past the students and sighed with relief as they reached his office.
"That…was awkward." Rose took a seat in the Doctor's chair, spinning it around as she sat. The Doctor smiled at her childish antics, and sat on his desk.
"It'll get better. They're not used to having a celebrity here." He chuckled as Rose slapped his arm.
"I hate it when you call me that." The Doctor stuck his tongue out and Rose groaned theatrically.
"You're an idiot you know." A knock at the door stopped the Doctor from replying.
"You answer that. I'm using your bathroom." Rose kissed his cheek as she left his side. When the door closed, he leapt from the desk and pulled the office door open. In front of him stood Delilah, a grin across her face. The Doctor stepped back in surprise.
"Delilah, this is a surprise. What's wrong?" She threw her arms around his neck, giggling. The Doctor stood awkwardly as she let go, and walked past him to seat herself on the desk.
"You will never believe what the university just offered me!" The Doctor looked from the bathroom door to Delilah, and mentally sighed.
"Do tell."
"They want to hire me! As a history professor. Like you!" Delilah laughed happily, and the Doctor frowned.
"You haven't even graduated yet." He said incredulously.
"Well, this is the thing! They're letting me graduate early. And they're giving me the degree, with honours." The Doctor sat down in his chair, exhaling.
"That is pretty big news." He said, finding it hard to lower his eyebrows in his surprise.
"This is all because of you John. If you hadn't been my teacher, I don't know where I'd be."
"In another class probably." The Doctor smiled, and glanced again to the bathroom door. Delilah edged forwards and grinned at him.
"The best news is, they want me to start as your assistant. Today, for experience." The Doctor stood at that, rubbing the back of his neck.
"See, that's a problem." On cue, Rose appeared from the bathroom, staring at Delilah.
"Doctor, who's this?" She smiled, noting with some disdain, their close proximity.
"This is a student of mine, Delilah-"
"Well, I'm his assistant now." She hopped from the desk, straightening her dress as she did so. Rose looked from the two, mouth open slightly.
"I thought I was-"
"You are! I was just gonna explain to Delilah. I've got an assistant Delilah. I'm sorry, but maybe you could go with one of the other history professors…?" He trailed off, uncomfortable with the two women's eyes on her. Delilah frowned softly.
"You can have two assistants can't you?"
As I said, a short chapter to fill it in a bit. I could update tomorrow if you guys like. But please review anyway, to tell me what you thought. xxx