Ficlet: Two Women in a Bar... pg13 - Doctor Who/West Wing
Title: Two Women in a Bar…
Author: Jinni (jinni.fanfic@gmail.com)
Rated: Pg13
Disclaimer: All things Doctor Who belong to the BBC, et al. All things West Wing belong to Aaron Sorkin, et al.
Notes: All booster17’s fault.
Warning: slight mention of f/f
~*~*~
They met in a bar.
Two blondes, both in love with men that they couldn’t have.
Rose with the Doctor.
Donna with Josh.
They drank and commiserated.
And then they did something they never should have even considered doing.
“Where… are we…?”
Rose lifted her head from the hard metal, wiping at her cheek. Oh, right, this was the TARDIS control room floor. And she’d have little bumps from the dents on the floor, she was sure of it. Sort of like Donna had on her right cheek and arm and…
Oh, hell.
“This is…”
She struggled for the words, unsure of what to say but knowing that nothing could be good. What had made her leave the bar with another woman? Let alone this Donna person, who worked for the United States government?
And then she’d brought her back to the TARDIS of all places?
She seriously needed to get moving before the Doctor noticed this.
“Somewhere you shouldn’t be. Rose… what did I say about bringing guests home with you?”
Too late.
Rose looked up, into the Doctor’s less than amused face and groaned as Donna ‘eeped’ in surprise.
Today was not going to be a good day.
END
Author: Jinni (jinni.fanfic@gmail.com)
Rated: Pg13
Disclaimer: All things Doctor Who belong to the BBC, et al. All things West Wing belong to Aaron Sorkin, et al.
Notes: All booster17’s fault.
Warning: slight mention of f/f
~*~*~
They met in a bar.
Two blondes, both in love with men that they couldn’t have.
Rose with the Doctor.
Donna with Josh.
They drank and commiserated.
And then they did something they never should have even considered doing.
“Where… are we…?”
Rose lifted her head from the hard metal, wiping at her cheek. Oh, right, this was the TARDIS control room floor. And she’d have little bumps from the dents on the floor, she was sure of it. Sort of like Donna had on her right cheek and arm and…
Oh, hell.
“This is…”
She struggled for the words, unsure of what to say but knowing that nothing could be good. What had made her leave the bar with another woman? Let alone this Donna person, who worked for the United States government?
And then she’d brought her back to the TARDIS of all places?
She seriously needed to get moving before the Doctor noticed this.
“Somewhere you shouldn’t be. Rose… what did I say about bringing guests home with you?”
Too late.
Rose looked up, into the Doctor’s less than amused face and groaned as Donna ‘eeped’ in surprise.
Today was not going to be a good day.
END