A/N: Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't written in a while, but I've had midterms to do! Here is the chapter that I've been looking forward to writing for a while now... The name says it all. :)
Previously:
"Well, first we had to try and get over the Time Lord things in his blood, since we obviously don't get many Time Lords in here." Rose stole a glance at the Doctor, expecting him to look sad as he usually did when someone mentioned his planet or his dead race. Instead he just began to hum a tune, ignoring them completely. "But then we found the bite, it's all over his blood stream. Obviously the Cupid Fly stems from the brain, so it's more in the blood in his upper body than his lower body. Removing it will be hard, but a cure could possibly be found. The tests on his blood aren't completed yet, no matter how advanced our technology is here it will take longer than ten minutes. We'd like to keep him here overnight, you can stay too, of course. In the morning we'll discuss courses of actions. Does that sound like a good plan?"
Rose nodded and said "Yes" at the same time the Doctor moaned a "No."
"Will I have to stay in the same room as him?" Rose asked next.
"Oi! I'm not that bad!" the Doctor said defensively, snapping out of his humming and glaring at her.
She rolled her eyes then turned her attention back to Dr. Robersten who answered, "No. You don't have to, Rose."
The Doctor shot up, struggling against the bonds, "Nope, I'm not sleeping without my Rose. Not sleeping. You can't make me."
"We have drugs to make him sleep," the doctor with a lowercase 'd' replied simply, reaching towards a cabinet.
"Time Lord superior biology. It won't work," the Time Lord said happily, eyes fixated on Rose. "Please stay with me Rose. I don't want to sleep alone, I'll get lonely. Then I'll have nightmares." He paused for a moment, taking on a pensive expression. "You make the nightmares go away."
The look in his eyes broke her heart in two and, without taking her eyes off the Doctor, she mumbled, "I'll stay with him. I don't mind."
"Are you sure? Because we can find drugs that will work on..."
"I'm sure."
First she removed the straps from him. She wasn't sure whether or not she should, but when he complained that he wouldn't be able to sleep well with them, she really couldn't argue. Then Rose flicked the lights off, crawling into the bed in the clothes she had been wearing and turning away from him to sleep.
"Rose," the Doctor mumbled from her right.
Rose turned over to face him. She couldn't see him in the darkness, but she could just barely make out the shape of his face peeking out from under the covers. "Yes, Doctor?" she replied, scared to know what he was going to say or ask next.
"I can't sleep. Can we cuddle?"
"Cuddle?" she replied, her mind lighting up with delightful images and fantasies of them cuddling in hundreds of different ways. Nope, really not the time for that.j
The Doctor nodded, making the pillow ruffle, "Yes, cuddle."
Rose raised an eyebrow even though he couldn't see it, "What kind of cuddle? You trying to shag me cuddle or friendly cuddle?"
"I was hoping that it wouldn't be TRYING to shag you cuddle..."
"Not happening, you're sick," she said, beginning to engrave those words in her mind so she wouldn't do anything with him. God, would he hate her afterwards if she did.
With the tone of his voice she could already tell he was pouting, "I can do a no shagging cuddle. It won't be easy but I can try. When I cuddle with you the nightmares go away, Rose."
"We've never cuddled before, Doctor," Rose pointed out.
"On the couch! And in the movie room! And that one time in your bedroom in the TARDIS after the Wire! I slept good those times. Very good."
Curiosity got to the best of her. "Do you have nightmares whenever you don't sleep without me?"
The Doctor nodded frantically, "Yes, I do. Time War. Time Lords. Dead people. Icky, icky things. You make the icky stuff go away, Rose! When I went to bed the night after the blue sucky television Wire thing, the nightmares were so bad I got hurt."
"Hurt?" Rose said in absolute horror. "Hurt how?"
"Fell out of bed it was so bad. Cried for an hour straight. So I cuddled with you so that I could see your face and know you were okay. And now we're cuddling again, so I know you're okay again!" he said excitedly, as if he hadn't just revealed something huge to her.
And she realized, he was right. While they had been speaking his body had slowly inched closer to hers and now an arm draped over her, right above her breasts, while the other rested on her hair. He was spooning her, she realized. Instead of backing away she cuddled into him as well and allowed him to touch her hair and sigh against her. "Doctor," she asked gently, "why didn't you ever tell me you got nightmares that bad?"
"I dunno," he replied, "should have just shagged you. Always makes me feel better."
"We've never shagged," Rose replied, her words coming out with more disappointment than she had intended.
"I don't know what you're talking about, have you gone crazy Rose Tyler?" He began to kiss her neck but she made no move to pull away, not wanting an argument... And then there was the fact that it was the most amazing sensation ever.
She sighed, "I think I'm starting to."
Another minute of silence later and she felt something growingly hard pressed up against her backside, and his kisses were gaining fervor. "You're beautiful, Rose Tyler... No nightmares, see?"
She couldn't help the grin that spread onto her lips at his words. It just felt so purely good to have him say that, even if his mind was being messed with by some fowl infection. Rose couldn't deny the fact that keeping him this way and just having him over and over again had crossed her thoughts, but she also knew she would never really do that since the guilt would be far too powerful. "No nightmares," she agreed. "But we really should sleep."
He groaned at that, pulling her even closer to him. "I don't know if I can sleep now." As if to prove this point, he wiggled his lower body against hers and chuckled deep in his throat.
From innocent puppy to sexy bastard, Rose thought to herself.
"Sleep time for Doctors," she said in her best Jackie Tyler impression, moving herself to the end of the bed and instantly missing his touch.
"But cuddling," he complained.
"We can cuddle as long as you can keep some self control, yeah?"
"Yeah, okay."
The Doctor pulled her back against him and she somehow knew he was smiling like an idiot right that second. He hummed gently in delight and squirmed against her to get into a comfortable position. When he had he sighed, "Good night Rose."
An image of him falling out of his bed and hurting himself badly, covered in sweat and just a bit of blood because his nightmare was so bad flashed through her mind and she cringed. "Good night, Doctor."
Dr. Robersten was having a pretty good morning. He woke up, grabbed breakfast in the New Earth Hospital cafeteria, then went to check on the Doctor and Rose. However, when he walked in, he really should have been expecting what he saw. They were curled up against each other, practically melting into one another, the Doctor's arms around her. Her arm was bent in a way so that it could run through his hair in a way that couldn't possibly be comfortable for her. Their legs were entertained and the sheets were thrown onto the ground. Worst of all, stupid smiles were plastered onto both their faces.
The doctor cleared his throat. "Rose?"
She shot up immediately, hand moving out of the Doctor's long hair and staring blankly at Dr. Robersten. "Oh, uh, good morning. How are you?"
Instead of replying he just moved his eyes to the still-sleeping form of the Doctor. As if on queue, the Time Lord raised his hand to Rose's arm and tugged, "Still sleepy," he moaned.
"Um... We didn't do..."
"Rose, for the sake of the patient, I must advise against engaging in... Er... Sexual intercourse with him, especially in a hospital room. Do you understand?"
Preview of Chapter Nine:
"Your mother Jackie?" the Doctor made a face, scrunching up his nose and narrowing his eyes.
Well, there was one thing that hadn't changed.