Disclaimer: Actually, I own a Doctor Who pin. Does that count?

A/N: Set anytime during the third season before the Master episodes. Just a little drabble that came to me recently when I was reading "Strange Magicks" by Lillibetm3 (*hint* *hint*).

Pockets

The Doctor stood and watched with a smile as Martha gazed in awe at the domed ceiling above them. Looking up, she turned round and round.

"This is amazing," she whispered and started forward towards two huge glass doubles doors through which could be seen a garden bursting with exotic plants and flowers that didn't exist on Earth. She tried the handle, but it wouldn't budge. "It's locked," she murmured in disappointment, turning back towards him.

He smiled and slipped a hand into his coat pocket. "They don't call it a sonic screwdriver for nothing."

She smiled brightly back, clapping her hands, then lowered them when he began to frown.

"I can't seem to find…" He trailed off, digging his hand into his pocket until it was up to his elbow. He thrashed his arm around, searching.

Her eyebrows rose in unison. "Just exactly how big are those pockets?"

His brow furrowed. "Not sure exactly. Better that way," he muttered, as he tried reaching deeper, then had to steady himself against a column with his foot. He raised one eyebrow. "What's this?" With quite a struggle that required Martha's help for him to keep his balance, he pulled his hand back out and opened his palm. His eyes widened at the item that rest there.

Martha let out a soft breath of air and placed her finger on his palm near the item without touching it. "It's beautiful." She whispered. "What is it?" She looked curiously up at his face, but he was unresponsive, his eyes still frozen on the item. He didn't like to be rude usually and would have answered if he'd heard, but his mind was stuck in the past.

He sat back on his elbows atop the emerald green hill, his eyes bouncing with mirth as he watched Rose roll down the hill again, giggling like a child on Christmas. She was so happy. And when she was happy, oh, was he ever. He took in a deep breath of air as she came to rest on her back at the bottom, still laughing.

She put her hand to her forehead, to protect her eyes from the three suns of Jardinia. "Your turn, Doctor!" She laughed again. He could never say no to her when she was this happy. So, silly as a child, he tumbled down the hill and came to rest on the grass just at her side. They laughed until they couldn't breathe and then lay still, hands clasped.

Rose brushed her hands through the cool grass and came up suddenly clutching something in her palm. "What's this?" She sat up and gazed at the item with a bit of awe.

He sat up and smiled, then scoffed. "Just like you to pick one of the rarest stones in all the universe from the grass like it's just another...yellow daisy."

She turned back to him and stuck out her tongue. "Can I keep it?"

"Do you want to?"

She paused. "Yeah."

A slow smile appeared on his face. "Why?"

"It's beautiful."

He shrugged. "I've seen prettier."

She eyed him. "Oh yeah, like what?"

Caught, he rubbed the back of his neck and muttered something about ball bearings and cupcakes to avoid answering.

She just laughed and placed it in his hand. "Hold it for me, yeah? 'Til we get back to the TARDIS."

The Doctor fell out of his reverie to see Martha snapping her fingers in front of his face. "Woohoo." She was saying. "Doctor, you there?"

He blinked. "Yeah," he muttered, his voice hoarse.

"There you are." She lowered her hand. "You alright?" Concern flooded her features.

"Always," he answered absently.

"You never did say," she gestured towards the stone.

He blinked down at it. "It belongs to a friend." He said quietly.

She recognized the sad tone in his voice, almost positive she knew which friend. Just as her shoulders began to droop, his hand flew back into his pocket and came back out, clutching only the sonic screwdriver.

"Right then!" He said brightly. "Where were we?!"

A/N: I was watching this movie the other night, Hot Fuzz…completely stupid and idiotic, and, therefore, completely hilarious! You should watch it. I love British humor!