Travel Diary: Day Seven

Dear Diary,

Well, Mickey's gone. Unfortunately, he's stuck in another dimension with no chance of getting back. We fell into the parallel world by accident and got stuck because the TARDIS only ran on the energy from our universe. We landed in a parallel London, which was pretty much the same except for the president, the Zeppelins, the Cybermen, and my dad being alive.

Yup, that's right, my dad was alive there, and so was Mickey's gran. There was also a parallel Mickey, named Rickey, who died, and a parallel Mum who got turned in to a Cyberman. I know that it wasn't really my mum, but still. I guess it's hard to explain.

It hurt a lot to know that on the parallel Earth I was dog (yup, a little puppy dog. Isn't that just sad?) and that while Mum and Dad were rich their marriage was falling apart. Not that it matters now. The Doctor, Mickey, Jake (a friend of Rickey's), Dad, and I stopped the Cybermen but there were more spread across parallel Earth. Dad and Jake told us that they were going to get a group together to go after them.

Mickey decided to stay there and help. There is no way to get him back now; he's trapped. I wanted him to stop traveling with us but I didn't want him gone! I really miss him. We've been friends for, like, ever!

I feeling pretty upset afterward so the Doctor took me home to see my real mum. I didn't even have to ask, he just knew.

"I'm tired." Rose said with a yawn. She set down her empty tea mug next to the Doctor's and leaned back against the sitting room couch. The Doctor sat next to her and he too looked a bit knackered. Jackie was sitting across from them on a chair and was the only one still sipping at tea. It was her second glass.

"Off to bed then!" Jackie ordered in the way only a mother could, demanding and caring at the same time.

"Can't I stay here?" She asked slumping in the couch even more, "I'm too tired to move."

"Come on," The Doctor said with a fondness in his voice that was only found when speaking to or about Rose, "I'll escort you to your bedroom door."

"You heard that Mum?" Rose giggled, "I'm being 'escorted' down the hallway." Jackie just shook her head, picked up the used mugs, and walked into the kitchen. The Doctor helped Rose up from the couch.

"There now. Are you good to walk or do I need to carry you?"

"No carrying necessary, but I'd never say no to a piggy-back ride." They began walking.

"Maybe another time then." They reached Rose's room in seconds, it was only a flat after all, and Rose leaned back against the door. "But only if you're really, really good."

"Promise?" The Doctor watched her lips greedily as she spoke.

"Promise." He leaned in to capture them with his own, if only for a quick goodnight kiss, but was distracted by movement behind him. He quickly turned. If Jackie were to catch him kissing Rose she would slap him so hard he might have to regenerate. Luckily, Jackie was just moving from the kitchen to the sitting room.

Rose reached up and placed a hand against the Doctor's cheek, pulling him back to face her. He went willingly and wad greeted by a kiss. And boy was it a kiss! The Doctor's eyebrows shot up in surprise as Rose began to run he fingers through his hair before her arms settled around his neck, blocking all thoughts of escape.

The Doctor was hesitant at first. Then he gave in. His eyes fell closed and he wrapped he arms around Rose's waist, pulling her closer to him. It was then, that Jackie decided to make her voice heard.

"Doctor?" She called from the other room. Rose's lips left the Doctor's and the door to her bedroom was shut before the Doctor even realized she had gone. That was how long it took for the Time Lord's brain to start functioning again after kissing Rose.

"Doctor?" Jackie questioned again, this time from just behind him. He turned, "I've made up the couch for you. Is that alright?" She continued her eyebrows furrowing as she noticed something a bit off about the Doctor's appearance.

"Yes. Fine. Great! Yes!" He managed, "Night then." He slipped past Jackie and made to go to bed.

"Oh and Doctor, one more thing." The Doctor turned to see what it was and was promptly slapped across the face.

"Ow!" He exclaimed, touching his injured face gingerly, "What was that for?"

"You've got Rose's lipstick on the corners of your mouth." The Doctor's hand moved from his cheek to his mouth. He pulled his fingers away and upon further inspection found that they indeed contain traces of light pink lipstick.

"I…" The Doctor explained in rather week defense. Jackie just waved her hand in a gesture that clearly said, I don't want to hear it, and slipped away into her bedroom.

The Doctor Stared at her door for a couple of seconds in thought. Then at Rose's for a couple more seconds in even deeper thought. Then he walked back into the sitting room, and fell face first onto the couch with a loud, confused groan of defeat.

Knowing the Doctor, he's probably going over all the reasons why our kiss tonight should not have happened. But I don't mind because at least that means he'll be thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about it.

I wonder what we are going to go tomorrow. I bet it will be something cool to try to make up for the sucky day we had today. I've sort of always wanted to go to the 50's, maybe meet Elvis.

Love,
Rose