Dance With You
By: doctorrosetyler
Summary: On a beach in Fiji, everything comes out under the light of the moon and to the tune of a distant drum. 10/Rose
Disclaimer: If I owned Doctor who, there would be no need for me to be using this site. I don't own the song "Dance With You" by Live, either.
It was dark. The moon was high in the sky, casting a sliver glow upon everything that lay below. The waves crashed against the shore and the warm breeze drifted over his face as he held her close. Rose was asleep in his lap. Her warm breath ghosted across his thigh and her fingers twitched in his. His heart swelled with happiness.
He was afraid to close his eyes, lest this be a dream. He ran his fingers through her golden hair, resisting the urge to touch her temples and dip into the dream she was smiling about. Her contented sighs made a smile spread across his face.
Sitting on the beach the island king of love
Deep and Fijian seas, deep in some blissful dream
Some distance away, a beach party was going on. He could see the fires and hear a bit of the music. He and Rose were mostly alone on their small stretch of beach. The water was drifting closer to them, the tides coming in. He didn't want to move.
Rose hadn't slept for days. That was mostly his fault, though. They had just escaped execution on the planet Pentulach. They had been trapped in a cold cell for two days, during which they had little to sleep or eat. He was fine, Time Lords did not get cold and they could go months without eating and barely be bothered at all. Rose, however, was hungry, cold, and almost sick from their captivity.
He had been cut deeply in the back by one of the guards. He was bleeding profusely for quite some time, and Rose wouldn't let herself sleep for fear that he would need her. Though he assured her that he was fine and that she could sleep, she insisted on staying awake with him.
When he had finally gotten them out of there, he expected her to go to her room, shower, and sleep. Instead, she begged him to take her somewhere warm.
So, here they were. Sitting on a beach on Earth, Fiji. It was summer. She had run directly into the water in her clothes, laughing as the warm ocean carried the grime from the cell away from her. He joined her in the ocean and they played and laughed together in the waves until the sun set.
They talked for a long time, her head resting on his shoulder and his arm around her. She slowly drifted off to sleep, her head eventually sliding down into his lap.
He loved that she was so comfortable in his embrace. He was so in love with her. He wished that he could be with her properly. Love her as a human man could.
He wasn't afraid to do that anymore. Her life was slipping through his fingers so quickly that he feared wasting any more of her time dancing around the subject. He just wasn't sure what a new level would do to their relationship. They would be closer than ever, but would she really want that?
He knew she loved him, but would she want to be with him for the rest of her life? Would it hurt her as much as it would him when she aged and left him looking eternally young? He couldn't bear giving her a life of pain, even if it gave her a life with him.
He supposed the only thing that he could do was to ask her. He didn't want to just be her friend anymore. He wanted to be her lover. No more pretty boy passengers.
He would satisfy all of her needs, wants, and desires. He would love her for the rest of her life…and for the rest of his. He planted a soft kiss to her head as she continued to sleep.
When that guard had cut him…he had been cut before, didn't think much of it at the time. He would heal fine and they would move on. But Rose…she had gone mad. Her anger surprised him. He was supposed to protect her, not the other way around. He had to yank her along with him to make sure she didn't stop running, but the entire time she was yelling at the man. He had never heard such words come from her mouth. She was angry for him, and that wasn't something that he was used to. He had never been hurt so badly with her around, and when they were finally captured she nursed his injuries so carefully, so lovingly, that the pain was almost non-existent.
When the goddess finally sleeps in the lap of her lover
Subdued in all her rage
As she slept softly in his lap, he felt contentment rush over him. He couldn't remember the last time he had loved his life. The pain that he tried so hard to hide was slowly shrinking, all because she was with him. She healed him.
He had been in love before, but never like this. His identity had always been his, solely dependent upon himself. Now he was so tied in with this girl that he couldn't figure out who he would be without her. She loved him (she didn't know he knew, but really, how could he not?) and saved him and became so much a part of him that losing her would be like losing himself. He couldn't be the Doctor without his Rose. How could he be John Smith again without his lovely assistant/companion Rose Tyler?
He didn't want her name to be Tyler anymore, though. He wanted it to be Smith. He didn't want her to be his companion anymore. He wanted her to be his everything. Wife, lover, life partner, best friend, whatever she wanted to be. As long as it was for forever. She would never just be a visitor aboard the TARDIS. It was her home now.
And I'm aglow with a taste of the demons driven out
And happily replaced with the presence of real love
The only one who saves
He looked up at the stars above them, still stroking her hair as she slept. He basked in the moment, committing this feeling to memory. In two hundred years, when she was gone and all he had were memories to hold him, he would imagine this moment and remember true happiness.
No, they weren't together. He hoped to change that. But they were very in love. He would do anything to have her with him forever.
He watched the people in the distance, dancing around in the darkness, and their silhouettes against the fires reminding him of ghosts in the night. She shifted in his lap and he found himself praying she would sleep a bit longer. When she woke up she would move off of his lap, and he was far too comfortable at the moment.
The tide was coming in, sweeping a few feet away from where they were sitting. He would have to wake her soon. But not now. He could hold her just a bit longer under the stars.
The distant drums carried to his ears over the wind and an image of Rose in his arms, dancing to the tune under these very stars, would not leave his mind.
The Doctor doesn't dance.
Unless it's with Rose.
When it's with Rose, he'll do any sort of dancing there is.
His ninth self had been so against domestic, so against anything that seemed couple-y, that he wouldn't have dreamed of a life with Rose. He wanted her around for a long time, for sure, but not as anything but a companion.
His ninth self had loved her too, but he had been far more afraid of it.
This body, however, didn't mind domestic. He wanted it, craved it, with Rose. Only Rose. He didn't want a house with carpets or anything, but he certainly wanted the love that he could have with her. If they were stranded on a planet, he could handle it if she was there with him.
He had seen thousands of people live day to day boring lives. He could do it. There was a sort of quiet grace in being 'normal'. They were solid. He was a traveler; he didn't really exist anywhere. His only identity had been burned with his planet. He carried it in his mind and heart, but now his identity was sleeping in his lap.
If a normal life on earth, with a house, and a mortgage, and a job, was what she wanted, he could do it. He would do it for her. He could give up his travels for her lifetime and just be what she wanted. He could be a loving husband in a small apartment downtown.
He could even make this regeneration age.
When she died, this regeneration would die an old man and awaken for the eleventh time as a new man. He could do it. If that was what she wanted.
But for now, he shrugged his jacket off his shoulders in the cooling night and laid it over her. His fingers ran through her soft hair and he wondered what her hair would feel like in his fingers as they made love.
I want to dance with you
I've seen a world where people live and die with grace
The ocean pulled back for a moment before rushing in to tickle his toes. He would have to wake her soon. Maybe he could dance with her then?
Would she want to dance with him?
He leaned down and pressed a small kiss to her temple as she shifted in his embrace, her toes tingling from the brush of the waves. His lips were feather-light and when she opened her eyes she had no idea that they had ever been there at all.
"Good morning, Rose." He smiled at her bleary eyes as she turned and stretched before settling back in his lap, this time laying on her back so that she could look up at his face.
"Good evening, Doctor." She smiled back at him. Was it just her, or was there something different in his gaze?
The water rushed up again and surrounded them in a tide of swirling sand and foam. She sighed at the feeling of the warm water against her skin.
She looked down at the half-soaked jacket on her and then smiled up at him. "You really are sweet when you try to be."
He smiled at that and took her hand. "Care to dance?"
She looked up at him in surprise before nodding. They stood and he put his arms around her waist. She placed her around his neck and leaned close to him, as close as she dared, but not close enough. He pulled her closer and began to move to the faint tune on the breeze.
The karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I want to dance with you
She saw the moon in the sky over the ocean as she rested her head on his chest. What was happening? There was something different in the air tonight. She allowed her body to sink into his, feeling him sigh into her hair. This was perfect. His cool body was pressed closer to hers, his arms tight around her.
So he didn't dance?
He was so good at it. She could feel the slight muscles of his chest move up and down with his breath and his right heart beat soundly in her ear. It felt so intimate, with her arms around him. Without the jacket, he somehow seemed more human- not that she ever wanted him to be human. She loved him as a Time Lord, even the parts of him he hid from her because he was afraid she would leave. She felt closer to him now than she ever had before.
She knew what they were doing right now. They were hiding from the world. In this perfect dream place, where she could be in his arms like a lover, they were hiding from the fact that she would die and he would live. Their lives were beautiful- amazing- the stuff of legends. But she would eventually age, and it was all going to end. So that's what they were doing. They were hiding from the end.
She could handle that. As long as her hiding place was in his arms.
I see a sky full of the stars that change our mind
And lead us back to a world we would not face
He pulled back slightly so that he could look into her eyes. They were so calm, so beautiful in the night that he almost lost himself. He could drown in this beautiful woman.
She smiled at him. He knew then that she was ready for this, too.
He had lived his life scoffing at love. The things he had said about the couples he saw kissing in the park, or old married people holding hands as they walked down the street- the words that he had released from his mouth were ridiculous.
He had been an idiot.
Before he gave his hearts to Rose, he had never known what it was like to really love someone. He had thought he knew. He thought it was overrated, that it was simply for a few moments of sexual pleasure that would end.
He was so wrong. Love was about holding someone and losing the world in their eyes. Love was about that careless freedom that allowed that person to be the only thing that mattered. Everything real floats away, and all that is left is that solid warmth to hold and cherish.
The stillness in your eyes
Convinces me that I, I don't know a thing
He had traveled the universe for 900 years and never met anyone like Rose Tyler. Every place held something new, something brilliant. There were sights beyond the imagination, smells that could bring him to his knees, and nothing made his hearts beat faster that when he had her in his arms.
She leaned into his chest once again and reveled in the tightening of his arms. The music was so faint that she could barely hear it, but the waves crashed against the shores and the wind whispered in the trees. It was like the universe was pushing them together in the night. She felt his chin rest on her head and smiled into his shirt. It smelled like earl grey tea and the impossible traces of time. She could lose her whole world- her whole universe and be content in the arms of this one man. Did he know?
And I've been around the world and I
I've tasted all the wines a half a billion times
Oh, he knew. But it would be heaven to hear her say it.
He felt it. The moment he had been waiting for. Time and the universe were directing him and for the first time in his life, he wasn't going to fight it.
He pulled back from their close embrace and let his hands brush the hair from her face, settling on her cheeks. Her eyes were questioning, but he could see the excitement in them. He felt his heart racing in anticipation.
He pressed his lips to hers and the world melted away.
She pressed herself closer to him, her heart leaping in her chest.
Finally.
He was surrounded by her, everything that was Rose. Her hair tickled his face in the breeze, her breath mingled with his in the air between them. Her taste coated his tongue and he delved into her mouth for more. She opened for him eagerly, gluttonous for more of him.
Her scent filled his nose and he fell.
He had thought he was already in love with her as much as he could be. He fell harder and faster than he ever had. He didn't just love this woman. He needed this woman.
He felt the tears on his cheeks and gently pulled back.
Her eyes were glistening and her cheeks were streaked, but she was smiling. He felt his own lips pulling back in a grin.
Her taste was still on his tongue and he needed more. He pulled her to him again, kissing her gently once more. Nothing he had ever done could compare to this.
It was in that moment that the fear in his hearts dissolved. Life wasn't just for protecting. It was for living.
And he would live every second of his with Rose. The universe would try to take her, and the universe be damned. She would live with him and she would live forever.
Came second to your shores
You've shown me what this life is for
They were no longer dancing and the music had long ago stopped. The tides, now up to their knees, began to ebb once again. The cool night could not pull them from their world as they continued to kiss in the moonlight.
They pulled apart for the hundredth time, and he ran his thumb across her lips. He leaned close to her again, his forehead touching hers and whispered.
"I love you, Rose."
She sobbed and pulled him in for another long kiss.
"I love you too, Doctor."
He pulled her to his chest and began to sway as they had been before, holding her hand close to his chest. The scent of her shampoo filled his nose and he stored this memory in his mind forever.
"Stay with me, Rose?"
She sighed against his neck. "Forever"
He let go of her hand in favor of wrapping both of his arms tightly around her. "Forever won't be easy"
She sighed. "I know."
He licked his swollen lips and smiled when he felt her arms tighten around him. "I'm going to find a way, Rose."
"A way to what?" she asked.
"To make you live as long as me."
She felt her heart soar at that. "I thought you never got involved with your companions."
"Those companions weren't you."
She buried her nose in his neck, kissing the skin there and smiling.
The sun began to rise and they made their way back to the TARDIS, his arm around her shoulders and hers around his waist.
This was much better than hand-holding.
The lights were dimmed as they made their way through the door to the console room, almost as if the TARDIS understood what had just happened between them. The Doctor turned to her, seeing her yawn. An hour-long nap on the sand was not enough sleep for his exhausted little human.
"Would you join me in my bed tonight?" he asked her, brushing a lock of hair away from her face.
She nodded, kissing him on the cheek before heading to her room to grab some pajamas.
She wanted nothing more than to spend the night in his arms.
I want to dance with you
I've seen a world where people live and die with grace
She walked down the dim hallway to his bedroom- the bedroom that she had never seen. No companion had ever seen the Doctor's bedroom. He had told her that once when she had asked. Now he had invited her into the most private place on the ship. She felt special. She felt cherished. She felt loved.
She didn't even have to knock. As soon as she got to the door, it opened and he stood there on the other side, his hair a wet mess from his quick shower. She entered the room quietly and marveled at the deep red and gold colors.
"The shower is in there if you would like to get the beach out of your hair." He smiled lightly and gestured to a large wooden door. She went in and began to shower.
She used his shampoo and body wash and as she used his towel to dry off she marveled at how she smelled like him.
She slipped her pajamas on quickly and went back into the bedroom, where the Doctor was reading in his bed. She crawled in next to him and pulled the covers up onto herself. He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss.
The karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I want to dance with you
When they broke apart, he held his arms out for her and she gladly snuggled into them. He turned the lamp off and they laid back in the darkness. Without warning, the entire room burst into motion with the images of stars and galaxies. She gasped and relaxed into his embrace.
"It's beautiful"
He laughed. "I think the TARDIS is glad you're in here. She usually tones it down a bit."
Her eyes were tired and she tried to keep them open. A yawn escaped her and she felt his lips on her forehead.
"Rose, go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake."
She nodded and allowed herself to slip into a deep, contented slumber.
I see a sky full of the stars that change our mind
And lead us back to a world we would not face
He let himself relax back into the bed as she slumbered in his arms. This was it. This was when it would all change.
He had known that it would come someday, the day that they stopped pretending to be friends and finally let themselves be in love.
Everything that he had been in the past, he needed to let it go. His anger, the Oncoming Storm, it would all get in the way of his life with Rose. He would have to face his demons.
As Reinette had said about him years ago, Rose was worth the monsters.
He ran his hands up and down her back, feeling her breathing in her sleep. Her wet hair was soaking his shoulder, but the warmth of her body against his took the chill away.
In this altered state
Full of so much pain and rage
And oh, we've got to find a way to let it go
Hours later, she woke to the sound of soft snoring. Rose sat up in his loose embrace to find that her Time Lord was sound asleep beside her. His face was relaxed and a smile was light upon his face. She pressed a soft kiss to his lips before settling back down in his arms. He breathed her name in his sleep and she smiled.
He began to stir and she felt a pang of sadness that such a perfect moment was ruined. That thought was immediately dismissed as his lips descended upon hers. Her arms automatically wound around his neck as he shifted his body above hers. His weight on her body was warm and comforting. She held him to her, not wanting to lose the feeling.
"Rose" he whispered as he pulled back for a moment.
She felt her breathing begin to speed. "Hmm?"
His breath was just as quick as hers. "Would you like to dance?"
She laughed a bit at that. "What kind of dancing?"
He pressed his body down into hers. "What kind do you think?"
She pulled his lips to hers. "I would love to dance."
He smiled and continued to kiss her deeply.
Sitting on the beach the island king of love
Deep and Fijian seas, deep in the heart of it all
Their joining was soft and slow. He worshipped her body as he removed her clothes, kissing every bit of exposed skin and telling her how much he loved her with every breath. She had never felt so loved in her life.
She felt her heart soar when she realized that she would never be with another man. She would be with the Doctor for the rest of her life. She would never have a need for another.
She removed his clothing just as gently and breathed her love into his skin. His moans of pleasure were deep and long, and she knew that he hadn't done this in a very long time.
He assured her of that fact before pulling her to his naked body just so he could feel her against him.
He promised her forever as he took her gently. She promised him the same and prayed that she could keep that promise.
Where the goddess finally sleeps
After eons of war and lifetimes
They were joined for a long time; he worshipped her with words as they built slowly towards their peak. She was the first over the edge and she cried out his name as she came. He followed her soon after, her name upon his lips. He remained in her for a long time, covering her naked body with his and pressing kisses to the soft skin that had been hidden from him until now. She lay beneath him, smiling.
She felt free in her love for the first time. She ran her fingers through his hair, speaking her love for him over and over again. Because she could.
She felt a song in her mind and began to hum along to it.
The Doctor recognized it as the bonding song of Gallifrey and knew the TARDIS had supplied her with it. He closed his eyes and took in the bliss of her body so close to his, the feeling of still being inside of her. He could feel the vibrations of her soft voice as she hummed absently.
She's smiling and free, nothing left
But a cracking voice and a song of love
They had so much left in their future. She would be with him for as long as she lived- he wouldn't let her be taken from him. The next day, they began their search for her forever.
He told her his real name and gave her a Gallifreyan name of her own.
I want to dance with you
I've seen a world where people live and die with grace
They stopped searching for eternal life five years later, when they realized that she wasn't aging. The universe had blessed their union and Bad Wolf had made her life tied to his.
The karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I want to dance with you
They rejoiced in their love for years to come and danced often, in both senses of the word. They had children and he was no longer the last child of Gallifrey.
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
And lead us back to a world we would not face
And the waves continued to ebb and flow with the tides, their footprints fading but their love not forgotten.
A/N: So, what did you think? This song was done by my favorite band, Live. I have a few more of these in the works, but I haven't been writing so much lately. I kind of got stuck in a bit of writer's block, so I reverted to my favorite band. Let me know what you thought! I do love reviews!
With love,
doctorrosetyler