A/N - Thank you to Orchidellia, TimeLady90, Ali, MayFairy, fanficgurl57, ConfusedSoAmI, Whovianguitarist, and skidney for reviewing!

I believe someone requested for the Doctor saying he loved Emma for the first time a while back, but I can't remember who :( I wish I could, but it was quite a few chapters ago and I'm just getting to it now! Whoever you are, this one's for you!

Disclaimer - I don't own Doctor Who. I only own my OC, Emma Walker.

"I love you."

It all started when Emma woke up in a mood that was much better than usual. She was giddy for some reason and as she walked the hallway, she wanted to dance. She wasn't sure why, but she just went with it and made some tea. The Doctor walked in at some point, claiming that he was doing something with the TARDIS' engine when he smelled tea. He had a smudge of something or other on his cheek and she laughed, wiping it off with a napkin before placing a kiss on his forehead. He looked like someone just gave him a truck full of Jammie Dodgers, his expression a mix of confusion and happiness. He'd asked what had gotten into her and she just shrugged and poured him a cup of tea. He decided to test his luck and ask her to make him breakfast. She didn't even hesitate to agree. She started with eggs and that's when she caved, giving into the part of her that wanted to dance. The Doctor watched and laughed as she made some ridiculous moves to whatever song was in her head, and that's when he said it.

Emma froze, dropping the spatula she'd been holding into the pan. She turned around to face him. "What did you just say?"

"What?" A panicked look appeared on his face. "Nothing! I didn't say anything!" He scrambled out of the chair, knocking his cup onto the floor in the process. It shattered, tea splashing over the white tile. "Damn it." He went to clean it up, but she grabbed his hands, making him look at her.

"What did you say?" She said the words slowly, as if it was the only way he could understand her.

"I didn't say anything! You're hearing things."

"But you said-"

Panic turned to anger and before he could stop himself, he shoved her away. "I didn't say anything, alright? Maybe you should spend less time imagining things and more time...more time cleaning up this mess!" He gestured towards the broken cup. "I need to finish with the TARDIS." He turned around, kicking over the chair he'd been sitting in when he saw that it was in his way, and stormed out the door.

Emma just watched the door swing shut, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. He loved her. The idiot actually loved her. How could she not see it? Sure, they'd kissed, but it often seemed spur of the moment. It wasn't possible that he could actually love her.

But it was. The anger in his eyes and the way he denied it after saying it pretty much proved that. She sank into a chair, letting her head fall into the hands. As if him loving her wasn't bad enough, she was pretty sure she loved the stupid git back.

A/N - Any spelling mistakes are because it's six in the morning. And a question that I asked on my other story...would any of you read an Emma/Jack one-shot? Separate from this, of course. I'm considering writing one, but I won't if no one's interested.