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"Well... there is something I wanted to ask you..." he began but she had already drifted off into a deep dreamless sleep. He brushed her hair off her face and pulled the covers over them - with a last look at her beautiful body. He dragged her closer and placed one arm protective around her waist. He too drifted off into sleep. But his was not dreamless.

He looked around. Rose was gone. He was lying on an asphalt ground. He got up. "What?" he looked at his clock. "11:30. 2008. Three years after he met Rose. He looked around. He was in London but noone noticed. He looked around not only London but right in the yard of the Powell Estate. Not far from him she leaned against the wall. She was clearly waiting. He walked up to her; stood right infront of her.
"Where are you?" she asked. He looked up. 'I'm right here, Rose.' but neither did she see him nor hear him. "Doctor I'm waiting! You said you'd come back! Three minutes you said! It's three years now!" 'NO!'

"No!" He said straight in his bed. He looked to his side. Rose was there. He had pulled the covers down to her waist exposing her naked upper body. He ran a hand over her spine. She slightly shivered under his touch and he put the covers back over her shoulders gliding out of the bed. In al his nine hundred years he never had a nightmare... nor a real dream actually. She got into his mind. His own temple where noone had been before. His wonderful Rose and she had no idea how powerful his feelings were. He hadn't had a nightmere of her dying - which would be rather normal seeing that he was responsible for her life - no, he had dreamt of her losing faith in him. She was the only one whose picture of him he cared of. Only she could make him change. He just stood there watching her sleep for the next few minutes. Then he dressed and went to the control room. His thoughts went back to the previous evening 'there is something I wanted to ask you...' he hoped she hadn't heard it. Now he wasn't so sure. He has been overwhelmed by her scent, her taste, her looks. He has been drunken and blinded by love. But he had thought of that question rather often and now and then he found himself thinking about how, where and especially when to ask her. Should he show her an impressive planet of the future to show her what she'd gain going with him? or would that be too pushy? Should he show her home to tell her she had a choice. Or should he show her their past how they met, how they became friends, how she saved him from the Daleks, how he kissed her the first time? Should he show her that they were meant to be? He shook his head to get rid of the thoughts. He was thinking about it more lately but he wasn't sure if he was getting more serious or if he was talking himself out of it. This was literally the first time he could not see the future... maybe that's why Time Lords are not emotional. Maybe emotions clowd our view. Maybe love the strongest of all emotions is making us go blind and deaf for time and space. But would that be so bad? Not seeing all that trouble anymore, not hearing all those screams. Screams for help and sreams of desperation. The last screams of life. The moment of death... he saw that this was going nowhere and decided to get some distraction. He desided to improve the TARDIS - well after nine hundred years of lonliness there was hardly something to improve.

He was under the TARDIS control panel when he heard Rose approaching. He pushed himself out.

"Morning." He said with a smile. She wore tight jeans and a white tee. He could make out every single line of her body. "Your teasing me again. Has yesterday evening taught you nothing?"

"If it has taught me one thing, then that I have to tease you mor often." She said with a cheeky smile. She hunkered down next to him and pulled him up grabbing his tie. They kissed and as his tongue surprisingly darted into her mouth she almost fell over. They broke apart to breathe.

"Okay... definetly tease you more often" she muttered and got up. "What are you doing" she asked as he slid back unter the control panel.

"Just tinkering." he said and muttered something that sounded like 'wouldn't understand anyway' she supposed he was right and walked over to the Captain's seat where there still were the bags from the shopping.

"I'm gonna get these to our room." she said.

"Rose?"

"Hmm?"

"Don't put that black dress too far away. I want to go dancing." he knew she was surprised but she didn't say anything. He remembered her saying that she loved dancing... and they actually hadn't been dancing, yet. Only that one time when they were trapped in the world war and chased by that gas mask child. That was the old him. Not Rose's Doctor. A man born in war not capable of loving Rose like she deserved. She deserved to be loved more than anything. She deserved to be saved before the rest of the universe. Wait... did you just put a single human being in front of the universe? But not just any human. Rose Tyler. Saver of worlds, species and the last Time Lord - several times actually. He wanted to please her in every way possible. He was actually searching a way to make her immortal - which was actually a little bit selfish. He just never wanted to lose her - at any cost. He pulled himself together and then concentrated on working on the TARDIS. He was recalibrating the light settings. The TARDIS kept his and Rose's room a little bit to bright. He wanted it to look more like candle light. Rather than the bright light of the Gallifreyan sun she - the TARDIS - grew up in. At least in the evenings... and he was lost in thought again. Recalling every minute of last night. He remembered the shadows her breasts casted on her white, smooth skin. He recalled the look in her eyes when he caused her orgasmns. Three in one night. That was even for them a new record. Usually she only had two. Then he reached the point of their talk when she said she wanted everything...did she only mean it in a physical way? Did she mean that she wanted everything his cock, his hands, his lips could do to her body or did she mean that she wanted everything his feeling - okay he knew that she wanted his love in more than in a physical way but love was not the only thing he could give her... his thoughts went back to that question. The seemed to end here almost everytime he thought about having sex with Rose. Didn't that mean he associated that question with love and excitement? He has never been so clueless before. He started to feel sorry for Rose - and the rest of the human race - to be trapped inside such a limited little brain. He wouldn't last a day. He pulled himself together once more as he got a little electronic shock from his spaceship.

"Sorry..." he muttered to her. "Lost in thoughts."

"What thoughts?" He jumped at the sound of Rose's voice and banged his head. He hadn't notice her coming back. Gosh now were these thoughts even clowding his senses.

"Just memories...of last night." She wandered off to the previous night - the best night, yet. She smiled and knelt down next to the Doctor's legs and pulled him out from under the control panel.

"Good memories I hope..." she said.

"How could I have bad memories?" He was honestly confused.

"You had a nightmare. You woke up screaming 'No!'"

"You were awake?" he asked. She nodded. Her hand ran over his tie.

"You want to tell me what you were dreaming about?"

"It was weird... it was the present day but noone could see me... I saw you. You were crying and... waiting for me. You were waiting; for three years and I hadn't come back..." he avoided her eyes.

"Hey..." she put a hand on his cheek and waited until he looked at her "It was only a dream...I'm here and you're here and I know you'd never leave me." He sat up. Their faces only inches away from each other.

"I could get the numbers wrong and you'd have to wait..."

"I'm not letting you go inside the TARDIS without me." She said smiling "So it doesn't matter if you get the numbers wrong. Because I'll be with you, forever." He put his fore head against hers.

"I love you, Rose Tyler"

"I love you too, my Doctor." she ran her hands through his thick hair. "And now get back to working on your TARDIS." She kissed him softly and pushed him back on the skateboard under the control panel. She loved watching him being completly obesessed with something about the TARDIS not noticing anything arond him. She sat down on the captain's chair and grabbed her book which was lying close by.

It took the Doctor another hour to adjust the lights just the way he wanted - mainly because the TARDIS revolted against the change. Then he got up. Rose was totally lost in her book and didn't notice him. She still didn't see him when he knelt down before her. She only looked up when his fingers ran over her thigh.

"What are you doing?" she asked putting the book aside. He grinned as his greedy hands went further. Then there was a knock on the TARDIS door. He looked up - at the monitor - to see Jackie standing outside. Rose sighed. He got up and opened the door.

"Hello, Jackie." The Doctor said letting her in.

"I just wondered that you're still here..."he smiled.

"I just don't feel like leaving" Rose said smiling. "Needed a bit good old home."

"Well then. how 'bout a picnic?" Jackie suggested. Rose nodded. "In the park in half an hour... no, wait. I got to grab some stuff from the store. An hour." She left. Rose grinned.

"I wonder what we could do in that hour." He grinned too and scooped her into his arms. She laughed an halfheatedlly tried to fight off his arms. His grip tightened and he carried her to their room. He placed her down on the bed and pinned her down. His hands gliding from her hips around her wrists. He moved her hands up to each side of her head and captured her in a passionate kiss. She angled one leg in and brushed his hardening length with her knee. He let out a low moan. He pinned her legs down with his feet. She grinned.

"You like me defenseless?" She asked. He licked her earlope and then making his way down licking and kissing his skin until he reached the neck of her shirt now and then being rewarded with a low moan.

"Hm." He said looking at her tight tee.

"What?" she asked.

"It's in my way..." he said releasing her wrists and pulled the shirt off over her head. He continued his way down now kissing her left breast. Then he sighed.

"What now!?" He got up and walked out of the room. Rose hadn't heard the knock. He opened the door again to see Jackie standing there.

"What?" he asked in a polite voice. She raised one eyebrow. He looked down and saw the bulge in his pants. He would have blushed but his blood had different ideas.

"Don't hurt my little girl." she said.

"I would never..."she raised on finger telling him to shut up.

"I know what has been going on between you two. Even a blind would see that! And by the way I can tell the difference between pain and an orgasmn." Now he blushed. He let out a sigh of relief as his length relaxed.

"Doctor. I know she loves you and I don't doubt that you love her too. But she has never had secrets before you turned up. I want that Rose back!" she said slowly getting louder.

"Jackie... I'm sorry we didn't tell you. She was worried that you'd forbid her to travel with me and honestly I couldn't stand that. Rose has changed. She is braver and more confident. She is just getting more beautiful. not that that's possible. She hated to not tell you but she just was so afraid." He explained.
"How serious are you? You are nine hundred plus years old and... she won't be that young for long-"
"I don't care." he said. "Sure her looks are gorgeous but her mind is much more beautiful. That's what were judging about on Gallifrey. First we see the mind and Rose has the most brilliant mind I've seen on this earth - and I have met Stephen Hawking and Einstein. She understands aliens sometimes even more than I do. I don't care that she gets older. I am very serious, Jackie."

"How very serious? This in there is my only child. She means more to me than the rest of the universe and I promise you if you hurt her-" He reached inside his jacket pocket right next to his sonic screwdriver and pulled out an engagement ring.

"This serious. I want to marry her... I just didn't know how to ask her. I always said that I wasn't the domestic type... only because being domestic to me meant remembering... all that pain, all my losses. But she makes me forget that. She makes me smile. Happy. I just want to be with her for the rest of her life. Even if she's got grey hair and just sits in her rocking chair knitting socks... I want sit at her side and watch her... and I will smile. I will be the last one she sees when she..." His voice broke. "I will love her for the rest of my endless life."

"Ask her like that. Those exact words. With that look in your eyes. I promise you she'll say yes." He smiled.

"Your opinion means a lot to me Jackie. I want you to know that. I would do anything to convince you that I will treat your daughter as she deserves."

"I know. Now go back to our angel." She smiled and turned around. He closed the door and walked back into their room. She was lying there completly naked and grinned. He was hard on the spot and growled almost jumping on the bed. He kissed her with a burning passion.

"What did she want?" Rose must have figured that it has been her mother again.

"Just wanted to know what she should get..." He said placing kisses all over her body. It felt strange to lie to her.

"You were gone long..." She started but her silenced her by kissing her.

"You want to talk about your mother now?" He didn't even wait for an answer and pulled of his suit jacket. She grabbed his tie and pulled his lips on hers. Their tongues entangled and both let out a moan. His hands wandered to her breast squeezing and flicking her nipples. She moaned again and threw her head back. He kissed her exposed throat and sucked right over her pulse point sucking and leaving a mark.

"Doctor!" she said.

"What?" he asked.

"A hickie?!" she said pushing him away "What's my mom gonna think?!" he grinned and got back down on her. She wanted to fight hm off but as she felt how hard he was she stopped and unbuttoned his shirt insetead.

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