The only thing Bones loved more than tickling Jim was teasing Jim about how ticklish he was. He still remembered the very first time he’d discovered his friend’s sensitivity, though one of the most prominent parts of it all was the way Jim had blushed. It had been so incredibly intense that Bones couldn’t forget it even if he’d wanted to.
He grinned as Jim’s face turned a light shade of pink. “Why are you blushing?”
“Fuck you, man.”
“Oho, it’s that bad, huh? You can’t take a little harmless teasing?”
«“I’d like to get you to the medbay,” [The Doctor] said
softly, brushing his thumb gently over the bruising on her wrist. “Get
you all patched back up.”
[Rose] nodded. “Okay.”
He released her and she turned to shut off the flow of the water. He
stepped out of the shower, grabbing a fluffy white towel from the shelf for
Rose and passing it to her before taking one for himself. His trousers
were dripping and he knew he needed to get out of them.
“I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere,” he instructed.
He hurried across the corridor to his own room where he quickly removed his
sopping trousers and stepped into a soft pair of flannel pajama pants instead.
He found a dressing gown in his wardrobe and and slipped it on. He
ran a hand absently through his hair, causing the strands to stand on end as
always and then he returned to Rose’s room. She was wearing a dressing
gown now too, her damp hair hanging in tendrils around her shoulders. He
smiled at her and gestured for him to follow her down the corridor.
The medbay wasn’t far and he entered the room and instantly set to looking for
the instruments, ointments and tools he would need to set his Rose to right
again. He turned to beckon her to sit on the exam chair and was startled
to find her clinging to the doorway, her face ashen in color.
“Rose! What’s the matter?” he asked, crossing the room quickly to her
side. She looked terrified.
She shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut. “I- I can’t go in there,”
she said, her voice quavering. “It looks like… It reminds me of that
room. Please, I’m sorry. I can’t go in there.”
He cringed. He hadn’t been thinking, he should have anticipated this.
“Of course not, Rose. Here, why don’t we go to my room. I can
fix you up there.”
She nodded and let him lead her to his room. He realized as he walked
into his room, that she’d never been there before. He’d always
hidden his room from everyone, even Rose. Now, he was almost
excited to share this room with her. It was a huge step for him, for
Rose was gazing around the room with undisguised interest and he felt suddenly
shy. “Why don’t you lie down on the bed, I’ll go get the supplies,” he
suggested. She nodded and smiled at him. He returned the grin and
hurried back to the medbay.»
«“So what was that about? What do you think
we need to talk about?” [Rose] asked, her voice quiet and her words decidedly less
“I don’t like seeing you with another man,” he told her. [The Doctor] didn’t care
how it sounded, it was true.
Rose stared at him for a long moment. “Are you having me on?” she asked. “Because, this is sounding a little bit like a joke right now.”
He wasn’t quite sure how to answer that. “No, I’m being completely
serious, Rose,” he said, settling on going with the truth. “Watching you
with that… that… pretty boy… I couldn’t stand it.” He didn’t miss
the smile that threatened to play across her features at his words.
“You do realize how ridiculous it is for you to say that after everything that
happened eight months ago, right?” she pointed out. She cocked an eyebrow
at him expectantly.
“Hmm,” he hummed. She had a point there. He didn’t much like it. “I
could maybe argue that. I don’t know. All I know is that… he
“Yes, he did,” she said, now watching him carefully. He met her stare,
captivated all over again by her shining eyes, the soft curve of her cheek, and
the tempting plumpness of her lips.
“I wished it were me,” he murmured, stepping closer to her and breathing in her
scent as he did so. She smelled of lavender and vanilla and that heady
aroma that he could only describe as Rose.
“You- you did?” she asked and her voice was breathy. She was staring at
his lips, he couldn’t help but notice, and the knowledge made his blood rush
through his veins.
“Rose,” he pleaded before he dipped his head and finally claimed her lips with
And I hope that this time you finally see
That you can’t get away with everything
I moved on and the world opened up for me
The thought of you use to make me cave in
Gave you a chance but you threw it all away
The tables turned and there’s nothing left to say
Done being a wall you lean against.
«Rose made a face. “If he was so gone for me,
then he wouldn’t have invited Reinette along, would he?” she said testily. “I’m
sorry, Mickey. I might be able to believe that he misses me as a friend. But
more than that? I don’t think so.”
“Oh Rose,” Mickey said, his voice laced with mirth. “You may have seen the ends
of the universe, but you have a thing or two to learn about men.”
She shoved him then, a little playfully. “I think I could know all there is to
know about men and the Doctor would still throw me for a loop,” she said. And
it was true. That man broke all the rules.
She thought for a minute and then asked, “Mickey, how long has it been since
you dropped me off?”
“A little bit more than it’s been for you,” he admitted. “About a year, I’d
“A year! Wow…” she breathed. “And you said that Reinette had left after a few
weeks, yeah? So was it just you and him that whole time?”
Mickey made a show of shuddering. “God, no,” he said. “We’d pick up people here
and there for short trips, people we’d meet in our travels and that we’d helped
or whatever. You know what’s strange? The Doctor was always very careful to
explain to them that it was a temporary thing. Not permanent. I think that’s
because of you.” He smirked at her.»
You are a sentence with no punctuation. A kaleidoscope full of colors that I don’t remember learning in elementary school. Your voice is a sound that I’ve been looking for my entire life. Your smile is the only sunrise worth setting my alarm clock early enough to see.
If I could, I would shape-shift into the first thing you think about in the morning just so I could be reminded of what it’s like to wake up next to you.
I love you in a language that I don’t fully understand. In words that I haven’t found enough courage to forklift out of my chest. I hear that karma is vengeful and also a light sleeper so I’ve chosen to love you like this.
So I’ll call your phone and hang up before it actually rings. I’ll write you letters that you will never read. When I see you in public, I’ll stick my hand inside of a bag full of things that I haven’t done since you left me and pull out a smile.
I’ll say something like, “Hello, it’s nice to see you”.
The Doctor has a chance to show Reinette the stars, but at what cost?
Rose is at a crossroads and must decide which path to take to lead
herself to a better life.
Ah, another classic Gitf fixit. Have I said how much I love these? Cause I truly, truly do and I am beyond ecstatic that @callistawolf agreed to bring it back for the fandom to enjoy because this is great story.
First and foremost when it comes to matters of the heart, as we all know The Doctor is an idiot. Whether it’s with good intentions of supposedly “sparing them both the pain” or because he can’t quite seem to face his fears regarding Rose’s mortality his first reaction is to push her away. And what better way to do that than attempting to shove her off on her ex-boyfriend and putting a French courtesan between them. *sigh* Our Rose isn’t having any of that though so for the sake of her own sanity, it’s bye bye Doctor.
Emotional States. We get to see how Rose copes with being back home on Earth living the slow path day after day and on the flip side we also get to see the torturous hell The Doctor has been going through internally. (Cause when does he ever say the things he should out loud)
Jealousy. Well, it’s not so much fun when it’s turned around on you is it Doctor. Of course, sometimes a really good dose of jealousy is enough to give that Time Lord the kick in the arse he needs to tell her how he feels. Or is it?
And of course you’ve got to throw in some angst with a little dash of whump to get them to the end cause it’s The Doctor and Rose and nothing about their relationship has ever been that easy. But when they do… Dirty Talking Ten (there are not enough of those) *fans self* Do I need to say more?
So for those of you who cringe at the name of that episode as “canon” add this little gem of a fixit to your collection and soothe away that pain.