On the drive back to Manchester, Rose remembered the message from Tony about the football he wanted her to buy. "Jason, can we stop at the National Football Museum on the way? Tony asked me to pick up some limited edition Man U football that they are selling."

Jason thought for a moment "I've got a better idea. Why don't we go to the game tonight and you can pick up a ball then? My mate is a sponsor for the team and has a suite that he rarely uses now that he lives in London. I'm sure he won't mind if we use it."

"Really?" Rose had never seen a professional football game live. She'd watched many in the pub with Mickey back in her old universe, and of course Tony's games throughout his childhood. She imagined Tony would be quite jealous of Rose if he knew she would be seeing his favorite time live and in a fancy suite. "Sounds like fun!"

"I'll call him after I drop you off at the hotel. I'm sure you'll want to shower and everything, before we go out again. I'll text you the details once I confirm them."

Jason dropped Rose off at the hotel and she went right into the shower. When she got out of the shower, she saw a series of text messages on her phone.

Jason: All set for this afternoon. Game starts at 5.

Jason: I'll come pick you up at 4:30.

Jason: Wear red.

Rose: Can't wait

Jason arrived on time, wearing a red Manchester United jersey, jeans, and matching red trainers. The TARDIS hadn't disappointed with a gorgeous red satin tunic for Rose that paired well with her dark skinny jeans and knee-high boots.

When Jason escorted Rose into the suite, she was pleasantly surprised by the views and amenities. A small kitchen off to one side provided cool beverages and appetizers spread out across the counter. Some high tables and stools were scattered around on one side of the moveable glass walls that looked out at the pitch. A comfy sofa sat on the other side of the room. Jason pushed open the sliding glass wall to reveal a dozen stadium chairs out in the open like the rest of the arena seating. The suite provided a great view of the game and the excitement of the crowd, but also privacy for intimate gatherings of people.

Jason eyed the spread of snacks and drinks. "Looks like my mate called ahead." As a centerpiece of the spread of food sat a clear glass case with a limited edition Man U football inside, covered in what Rose assumed to be autographs from the team. In a shopping bag off to the side Jason found another ball, this one unsigned and ready for daily use.

"Oh my god! Tony is going to flip when he sees this ball!" Rose exclaimed. "I might give him the regular ball when I get home and save the autographed one for Christmas."

As the game got started, Rose and Jason moved from the quiet comfort of the suite into the stadium seats. They couldn't help but get as excited as the rest of the fans, cheering with them. And every time Man U scored, they snogged in celebration. Just as the second half of the game got started, Man U scored a third goal. Rose and Jason were mid-snog and didn't notice the door to the suite opening. They also didn't notice a tall, handsome American waltz in and stand admiring the couple until he let out a wolf whistle and they jumped apart.

Rose couldn't hide her shock. Her eyes grew wide when we spied the familiar 51st century omni-sexual former Time Agent standing there with a Cheshire cat grin on his face.

"Jack!" Jason exclaimed and lunged forward to embrace the new arrival. Rose couldn't believe what she was seeing. The man who looked like her first doctor was friends with a man who looked like her best mate from her old universe. Rose realized she was either extremely lucky or in the middle of a fantastic dream that would end as soon as her alarm sounded. Or maybe she was in a coma? Whatever the explanation, she reminded herself to contain her excitement and use her Torchwood training to try and treat this newcomer like the stranger that he was until proven otherwise.

"Rose, this is Jack, my best mate," Jason returned to Rose's side, placing a hand on the small of her back to bring her forward to meet Jack. Rose extended her hand to greet Jack.

In true Jack fashion, he took Rose's hand and brought it to his lips to kiss her knuckles "Captain Jack Harkness, at your service." Despite herself, Rose felt her face flush.

"Jaaack…" Jason's warning tone oozed hands off the blonde.

"What? I'm just saying hello." Jack smiled and winked at Rose. Jason's arm wrapped further around Rose in a protective gesture. Rose reassured Jason by leaning into him and resting her head on his shoulder. Rose loved Jack, but he was never one for monogamy. She assumed this parallel version would be similar.

"What are you doing in Manchester?" Jason asked. "You didn't mention that you were coming when we spoke earlier."

"I have some work to do near here and when you told me you were bringing a date to my suite, I knew I couldn't miss this!" Jack grinned like a cat who got the canary. "I took an earlier train than planned so that I could get here before the game ended. And I'm not the only one keeping secrets. You didn't tell me you were dating a celebrity."

Rose smiled at their friendly banter. She could almost imagine them together in the TARDIS like the old days. "Well, to Jason's credit, he didn't know who I was when we met. He just grabbed my hand and dragged me back to his place." Rose explained, hoping Jack would take the bait in her vague retelling of their first meeting. Jack's jaw dropped at the unexpected revelation.

"Oi! I was saving you from a dangerous thunderstorm." Jason reminded her.

"Well, glad to see I'm rubbing off on you a bit," Jack laughed. "I'll rub a little more if you want…" Jack winked, but Rose couldn't tell who he directed that one to.

"Jack! Keep the innuendo under control or I'll kick you out of your own suite." Jason admonished.

"It's okay," Rose said. "Jack reminds me of a mate I had growing up. I can handle him."

"I sure hope so," Jack muttered.

Jason growled in reply, so Rose intervened, reaching up to turn Jason's head towards her and continuing their snog-fest from the last goal. She hoped her actions spoke louder than Jack's innuendos.

The trio watched the rest of the game, exchanging light conversation during time-outs. Jack and Jason had met during their time in the military and had been friends ever since. Jack was working as a private investigator in London.

When the game ended, they agreed to meet the following evening for a pint. Jason dropped Rose off at her hotel. Just as Rose was getting comfortable under the duvet of her hotel bed, her phone alerted her to a text.

Jason: I've never enjoyed football as much as I did today. Thanks for making the sport so pleasurable. {winking emoji}

Rose giggled at Jason. Perhaps Jack's presence really does rub off on him.

Rose: Anytime. I wonder what other sports we can enjoy together {winking emoji}

Rose could feel the blush on her cheeks. This was a rabbit hole she wasn't sure she should go down via text. While Rose waited for a reply from Jason, she texted Tony a photo of the unsigned football. Tony replied immediately.

Tony: You are the best sister ever!

Rose was just about to give up on waiting for Jason to reply when her phone dinged again.

Jason: Searching for tickets to the next Olympics…

Rose: Olympics? Shouldn't we train for that first?

Jason: I'm game if you are.

Rose: And now I know what I'll be dreaming about tonight. Good night, Jason. Thank you! {blushing emoji}

Jason: Good night, Rose. {kissing emoji}

Just as Rose was about to fall asleep, she realized she needed Jake to do a bit more research.

"Hi, Rose. How's Dr. Leather?" Jake answered his phone.

"Hi, Jake. He's fine. Took me to see a Man U game tonight. We had awesome seats in a private suite."

"No way! Mickey would be so jealous."

"Yeah, he would be." Rose and Jake paused, both taking a moment to remember their good friend who had returned to the prime universe nearly a decade ago.

"Anyway… I'm sure you're not calling to tell me the score. That is, if you were even paying attention to it…" Rose could hear Jake's grin without even seeing it.

"No, I'm not. I've got another person I need you to dig up a profile on. Jack Harkness"

"Captain Jack? The randy 51st century Time Agent? Are you serious?"

"Yep," Rose replied. "He showed up at the game tonight. Apparently, he's living in London but sponsors the team. The suite was his. According to them, he and Jason have been friends for years."

"Wow, Rose…" Jake contemplated the scenario Rose was living in Manchester. "You should think about buying a lottery ticket, considering the luck you're having this week."

"Yeah," Rose smiled, but a part of her was still trying to maintain some of her neutrality in this very personal situation.

"Well, lucky for you, I've got the night shift tonight, so this will give me something to do for the next few hours. Assuming we don't get invaded in the meantime."

"Thanks, Jake. Goodnight."

"Anytime, Rose. Goodnight."

Rose fell asleep a short while later and had the most pleasant dreams, reliving her happiest adventures with her first Doctor and Captain Jack.