I have the next four songs already picked out, so I should be updating this fairly quickly. For some reason, this song just stuck in my head. I've always loved it; it's definitely one of if not my favorite Def Leppard songs. And, well, honestly, would you rather listen to this or the rubbish that passes as British pop nowadays (*cough*One*cough*Direction*cough*)?

Chapter Six
Love Bites

The next song started with a few synthesizer chords, then a voice whispering:

If you've got love in your sights,
Watch out. Love bites.

The Doctor flinched back at the truth in that statement. Though, to him, it read more like a warning.

Guitar chords followed the intro, and the Doctor found his head was bobbing in time to the slow beat of the Def Leppard ballad.

When you make love, do you look in the mirror?
Who do you think of? Does he look like me?
Do you tell lies and say that it's forever?
Do you think twice, or just touch 'n' see?
Ooh, babe. Oh, yeah.

When you're alone, do you let go?
Are you wild 'n' willing, or is it just for show?
Ooh, c'mon.

Well, he couldn't deny that had never crossed his mind whenever his thoughts turned to Rose. Or, really, whenever she was in his line of sight.

I don't wanna touch you too much, baby,
Cos makin' love to you might drive me crazy.
I know you think that love is the way you make it.
So I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it.
No!

Love bites, love bleeds—it's bringin' me to my knees.
Love lives, love dies—it's no surprise.
Love begs, love pleads—it's what I need.

And wasn't that the truth? His hugs with her had never lingered for too long, and he'd done his best to keep his touches platonic, even chaste. Yet he'd been lost from the moment he'd grabbed her hand in Henrik's department store and told her to run.

When I'm with you, are you somewhere else?
Am I gettin' through, or do you please yourself?
When you wake up, will you walk out?
It can't be love if you throw it about.
Ooh, babe.

The Doctor shifted in his seat, suddenly uneasy. Yes, that had occurred to him, but . . . if anything, he was the one who would eventually walk out on her. He had no choice; he'd always outlive his companions.

I don't wanna touch you too much, baby,
Cos makin' love to you might drive me crazy.
Oh!

Love bites, love bleeds—it's bringin' me to my knees.
Love lives, love dies—it's no surprise.
Love begs, love pleads—it's what I need.

Oh, yeah.
I don't wanna touch you too much, baby,
Cos makin' love to you might drive me crazy.
I know you think that love is the way you make it,
But I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it.
No!

Love bites, love bleeds—it's bringin' me to my knees.
Love lives, love dies.
Love bites, love bleeds—it's bringin' me to my knees.
Love lives, love dies—it's no surprise.
Love begs, love pleads—it's what I need.

If you've got love in your sights,
Watch out. Love bites.
(Yes it does.
It will be hell.)

Well. No wonder this was their only number-one single. And, really, no wonder this group was such a great band. In all honesty, he'd rather listen to this song again than some teenage Canadian boy with a voice like a girl saying the same word at least forty times. (Maybe he was a bit prone to exaggeration, but Rassilon, he'd never known the word "baby" could be so annoying.)

He sincerely hoped Rose didn't have that song on her iPod.

There sure was a lot of Def Leppard so far, though. And she'd accused him of being a punk when he admitted he liked Ian Dury and the Blockheads, so what did that make her?

So long as she didn't have anything by One Direction, he was perfectly content to keep listening. Who knew she was such a classic rock fan?

Too bad this next song had it in for him.

If you listen to this song and turn the volume up loud at the very end, it actually does sound like there's a voice saying "Yes it does. It will be hell." Just in case any of you were going to start on me about incorrect lyrics.

Next up is a Pat Benatar song, and to me, it fits perfectly with Rose's feelings concerning the events of The Girl in the Fireplace. (If you want to look it up beforehand, here's a hint: It's on the Get Nervous album, track nine. That's all I'm saying.)