A/N - I am so, so, so, so sorry! First off, I got sick again :( But that's not even a good excuse because that lasted for about a week. I honestly had the WORST writer's block with all of my stories :/ But I'm back, and I'll try to update everything! Thank you to skidney, MayFairy, Whovianguitarist, Little Nerdling, Lady Island Rose, ConfusedSoAmI, blarg, Ali, Bakage, BowtiesCoolFezzesBadgers, Spiderninjapirate22, bRoKeN pEnCiLs, Sarah F, and UltimateDoctorWhoFanGirl for reviewing!

I hope this is worth the wait. It probably isn't, but it's what you're getting until I get to everyone requests :P

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

"Are you ticklish?"

The Doctor's eyes went wide for only a moment before he put an obviously forced look of indifference on his face. "No. Nope. Not at all. Why?"

"No reason." Emma stood, acting as if she was going to put her bowl in the sink, but she took a detour to poke the Doctor in the ribs. He grunted and squirmed, batting her hand away. "Not ticklish at all, huh?"

"Oh, shut up!"

Laughing to herself, she went to the sink and laid her bowl in it. When she turned back to where the Doctor was hunched over the table, she tiptoed up behind him and ran her fingers over his sides. He immediately jumped out of his chair, making it topple right over. "Emma, I swear, if you don't..." The anger in his eyes was replaced with a brightness that worried her. "I can't help but wonder, am I the only one who's ticklish?" He took a step forward and she took one back.

"Doctor-" She cut off with a scream as he darted forward. She tried to run, but he caught her around the waist and dug his fingers into her ribs. He was relentless and his arm only tightened around her the more she struggled. "Okay, okay!" She managed to gasp out in between bursts of screamed laughter. "Stop it!" She shoved him away, crossing her arms over her chest and looking down at the floor. "You didn't have to do that."

"Emma, I'm sorry, but you did it first! Look, I didn't mean to upset you-"

"You didn't." He barely had time to look confused before she was attacking his sides again. "I was faking, how could an almighty Time Lord like you not be able to tell?" She grinned as tears collected in his eyes from the chuckles that were forced out of him.

"Emelyne Caleb, stop this!"

"Oh, you did not just bring my middle name into this!" Her hands were beginning to ache, but she started to tickle him even more than she had been before.

"I think I did!" Despite the fact that he was practically crying from her torture, he reached forward and continued to tickle her in return. Eventually, Emma ended up against the counter and they were barely even trying anymore, both of them exhausted. And that's exactly what Amy and Rory walked in on. Their two friends with their arms around each other, the Doctor pressing her against the counter while they both panted and laughed.

"Are we interrupting something?" Amy asked, a smile on her face.

The Doctor jerked away from Emma in an instant. "No! Nope! Not at all!" He repeated his words from earlier without even realizing it. "We were just...uh, what were we doing, Emma?"

"Tickling each other."

"That's right! We were just- oh, blimey." He ran a hand down his face. "You did that on purpose." The smirk on her lips confirmed his suspicions.

"Tickling each other?" Amy pursed her lips and turned to Rory. "That makes them sound totally innocent, right, Rory? They weren't doing anything." The sarcasm in her tone was hard to miss. "Maybe we should leave and let them continue tickling each other." With a final smile, she grabbed onto Rory's arm and pulled him out of the room.

"Well, I say it's time we head off on our next adventure." Emma started to walk past him and he opened his mouth to agree, only to growl instead when she poked him in the side.

A/N - I hope it was at least okay! Once again, I'm so very sorry for taking so long!