Title: "Beauty in the Little Moments"

Summary: Martha gets to know the Doctor a bit more intimately...they get more comfortable with their new found relationship.

Martha smiled as she walked down the street to her job as a sales associate in a flower shop. She actually was skipping, and she didn't care how that looked to anyone. She was happy today. She was happy yesterday, too. Martha Jones was happy because she was in love.

Two weeks earlier:

Martha has been upset about the way she was treated in the local grocery store. She has shed tears about the incident that occurred. The Doctor has been there to make things better and to make her smile. It had led to her asking for a back massage and then the Doctor admitting his feelings for her. Her love, it turns out, was mutually accepted by the Timelord. Martha couldn't be happier.

Present:

"Well, I guess there are no rain clouds in your world huh, Martha?"

Sheila a co-worker said as Martha Jones all but floated into the tiny shop. The smell of crysanthemums and roses hit her immediately. Martha smiled.

"I'm just in a good mood is all, Sheila. "

"Would it have anything to do with that hunk of a roommate you stay with?" Sheila asked winking at her friend. Most people thought that Martha in the Doctor were either married or planning to get married. She had felt a weight of sadness at first knowing they were wrong, but now she felt hope because they were now together.

"Now Sheila." Martha said laughing.

She really liked the older woman who reminded her of her Aunt Amelia back in her version of England. She almost forgot sometimes that she was still a medical student who happened to be stuck in 1969, with an alien. An alien that could do some amazing things. An alien who smelled like the very breath she needed to live. An alien who sung while he took showers and who french kissed like the very devil himself.

"Earth to Ms. Jones!" Sheila said. She nudged Martha in the arm.

"Oh! So sorry." Martha said blushing a bit. She quickly tied an apron around her waist and with Sheila's help went to the back of the store to tend to the plants.

That afternoon:

The doorbell rung and Martha looked up smiling.

"Hello there, sir." She said grinning and wiping her hands on her apron. The Doctor came in the door holding a bouquet of flowers and two brown paper bags.

"Hi, Martha! I uh...here." He said nervously. She laughed wrapping him in a hug.

"Only you would bring a girl who works in a flower shop a bouquet of flowers. Come on." Martha said taking his hand. Martha lead him around the back of the building where there was a tiny gazebo. Martha had known the Doctor was coming to have lunch with her. It was their new idea at growing as a couple.

"So, how is the tiny wimey device going?" Martha asked as she sit across from the tall alien. He looked a little disheveled with a bit of string in his hair. She thought it was cute so didn't mention it.

"It's timey wimey device and uh...not good today." The Doctor said almost frowning into his tuna sandwhich. Martha thought he looked adorable.

"It's ok. We can always try tomorrow." Martha said reaching over to touch his hand. The Doctor grinned and picked her hand up kissing the back of it.

"I missed you, Ms. Jones." The Doctor said looking into her brown eyes. Martha blushed a bit. She had another three hours before she was off work, but it always felt a little longer than that being away from him. He was staring at her now. She could tell what that look meant but it had only been two weeks since they hads became a couple. He could wait longer than that she thought.

"I missed you too, Doctor. However, we said we would take it slow right?" She said feeling nervous all of a sudden.

"Yes. Yes! Of course, I meant...I-I just missed you is all." He said blushing beet red and that made her laugh again.

"It's ok. We won't go that slow." She said with a glint of mischief in her eyes. The Doctor saw this and crooked his finger for her to come sit in his lap. She giggled as she rolled her eyes and sit in his lap. He kissed her deeply and Martha let him feeling her eyes close.

"Am I interrupting?" Sheila's voice broke the moment and Martha jumped up from the Doctor's lap.

"No we were just having lunch." The Doctor said crossing his legs and outstretching his long skinny hand to Sheila. She accepted it.

"Oh ok. Well I was just going to say it's kinda a slow day. I would just feel terrible keeping Martha longer than I need to. Would you like to take the day off?" Sheila said smiling kindly at the couple.

"Sheila are you sure?" Martha asked thinking about the extra hours and the rent that was due in two weeks.

"Don't worry about it, Martha you will still get paid for the day. Call it a favor." Sheila said grinning and looking the Doctor over. Martha hugged her and then went to the front to collect her things. The Doctor followed.

Ten minutes later...

"So what do we do now?" The Doctor asked as they reached their flat. Martha let them in. Suddenly, she turned on him and kissed him as they entered in the flat. He stumbled into her and shut the door.

"How about some tv?" Martha said letting him go. She knew he was worked up but she wasn't going to give in just yet. The Doctor just stood there blinking for a while before he caught up to what she said.

"Oh Miss Jones, you play dirty." He said grinning down at her. She shrugged and flopped down on the couch. He moved over to her and helped her take off her sandals. She looked at him puzzled.

"Doctor what are you doing?" Her voice came out softer than she wanted it too. The Doctor only smiled.

"I like touching you, and you are on your feet all day. Let me help you." He said. She smiled and laid back on the couch letting him massage her feet.

"Mmmm...thank you. Didn't think you would be that kind of boyfriend." She said distracted by his hands. This massaging business was starting to become a habit, but she should of guessed that. Her doctor was a very tactile type of alien.

"What kind of boyfriend would that be?" The Doctor said leaning into kiss her ankle. His lips were soft on her tender skin making her smile. She liked the idea of him kneeling before her.

"I dunno...a softie." She said waiting for his reaction. The Doctor nipped her skin and she yelped. The next thing she knew, she was flat on the couch. The Doctor was tickling her.

"Oi! I'm not a softie! Take that back, Martha Jones!" He said and she laughed squirming under him.

"Nope!" She managed before she started another bout of laughter. He kissed her again and again making her kiss him back. Their legs becoming entangled and their breathing rapid as they pulled away to breathe.

"You are such a mystery, Martha. Such a beautiful mystery." The Doctor said running a finger down the side of her face. Martha looked at him with soft, brown eyes. The feelings she had for him coming off her in waves of warmth. She reached up pulling his head closer and kissing the tip of his nose. He grinned the maniacal grin of his. Martha shifted under him loving the way his weight on her forced her into the couch cushions.

"So are you Doctor. My Doctor." She whispered and then they were kissing again.

They spent the rest of the afternoon wrapped in each other's arms on that couch. Eventually the Doctor went to sleep with his head resting on Martha's chest. His beautiful lips only centimeters from the crook of her neck, and she could feel his breath on her skin everytime he breathed out. One of his long hands under her top resting just to the right of her navel. The Doctor's pelvis dangerously close to her middle, and his other arm hanging down by the edge of the couch. She went to sleep too, one of her tiny hands engulfed in his wild and crazy hair. The night slowly creeping in on them as they were oblivious to anything outside of their little love nest.