AN: So I'm putting this one here for a while, I will move it to the right place in the story in a few days, sorry about this guys! At least it's a bit of a more full chapter :)
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOH I JUST WANNA DANCE WITH SOOOOOOOMEBOOOOODY! I WANNA FEEL THE HEEEEAT WITH SOMEBODY, YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I WANNA DANCE WITH SOMEBOOOOODY, WITH SOMEBODY WHO'LL LOOOOOOVE ME! DO DO DO DO DO!" the TARDIS lights were flashing multi color as the Doctor danced around the console, singing at the top of her voice to the music blasting around her. She faced the console as she cleaned a gizmo, the music filling her ears, when she suddenly felt someone grab her arm and spin her around. With no time to react, the Doctor leaned back against the console, with a squeak.
" . . ." Jack's sleepy face was in hers as he growled at her as he punched a switch to stop the music.
"It is the TARDIS. Time doesn't flow like normal on here, and did you really just growl at me?" she replied, the console digging in her back. Jack refused to move his arm from where he was pinning hers against her back, and he was pressed up against her.
"It is four in the morning and you are belting out that god awful song, I will growl if I want to." his hard gaze was boring into her and she was caught up in it. She tore her eyes away from his darkened eyes and saw for the first time that he was only wearing a pain of familiar pyjama bottoms.
Very familiar pyjama bottoms.
"ARE THOSE MY PJ BOTTOMS!?" she roared, anger bubbling through her.
Jack refused to let go still and met her gaze, his eyes even darker than before. "I figured that they wouldn't exactly fit you anymore, seeing as you are more on the curvy side now, being a women and all." His eyes trailed down her body to make a point and the Doctor resisted the urge to shiver.
"I see and you prefer me now?" she growled, trying hard not to stare at his bare chest whilst she felt an unreasonable anger tear through her.
Jack stayed silent, but dropped her arm like it was on fire and stepped away, turning on the music again. He walked back up the stairs while the Doctor stayed leaning against the console. He didn't turn back until he was by the corridor.
"I prefer you no matter what" he whispered, as he turned and headed back to bed.
The Doctor stared into space, her anger fading. She thought she had heard the end of a whisper, but she put it down to the music.