Future Imperfect 7/7 (Doctor Who) **ADULT VERSION**
Title: Future Imperfect (7/7)
Author: Laurieisme (revolution25)
Fandom: Doctor Who (new and old)
Rating: ADULT
Spoilers: (RTD) Season 3 not the last two episodes. Torchwood spoilers only if you don't know what their names are, and if you don't know what happened to Jack in Utopia. But if you didn't know that you wouldn't be reading this...
Summary: The Doctor and his future with Rose is no where near perfect.
Author's Notes: Thanks as always to my beta, vessybeta. This chapter is going to have no flashbacks. Sorry, but there was just SO much I had to fit in here, and trying to put the flashbacks in just makes it way too much for one chapter. Also, I put a reference from Due South in here, if you can find it, you win an internet cookie. Vessy wanted story icons, so here they are, for anyone to grab: ICONS HERE
A/N#2: I've written an adult version and a PG-13 version to this chapter, please be careful and click on the right one.
A/N#3: Sorry this is so late, I had a family emergency that took me away for a week.
Word Count: CH: 6,526 Total: 34,089
Martha and her mother stood outside of the Tardis. Martha had already carried her bags onto the Tardis, she just had to say goodbye to her mother, which was becoming difficult.
"When will I see you again?"
Martha shrugged, "could be ten minutes, could be ten months."
"You'll be careful, right?"
"Of course."
"And you'll call me, right?" Her mother said in a tone that told Martha that she was not asking at all.
"Of course. Just, don't call me, we might be in the middle of life and death, it's not a good idea to have a ringing phone in your pocket."
Her mother nodded.
"I love you, and I'll see you." She said hugging her mother.
"I love you too. Where did that Captain Jack run off to?"
* * *
"You're packing?" Ianto asked as he set the coffee on the desk.
Jack looked up to see his entire team around him, looking completely confused.
"Yeah, the first time I didn't have much time, only enough time to pack a hand."
"You're not staying with us?" Gwen asked.
Jack sighed and sat on his desk, "Do you understand what it's like, to watch all the people around you, that you care about wither and die? With the Doctor... I could spend hundreds of years with him and Rose and not one of us would get any older. You guys are great friends, and I do love you all; but they're my family. I need to be with them for a while. The great thing about a time machine is that I could leave today, be gone for hundreds of years, and come back tonight."
"So you'll be back soon," Tosh said sounding a little relieved.
"Yeah, real soon."
"Just," Ianto started, "Tell Owen he's not in charge."
Jack laughed, "Owen you are definitely not in charge. Tosh, good luck with this bunch, they're a handful."
Owen and Tosh both immediately objected but Jack didn't listen, "Tosh is in charge. Gwen's second, then Ianto. Problems?"
Gwen smiled, "None from me."
"Or me," Ianto smiled at Tosh, "I'd love to have you order me around."
"I've got big problems." Owen said.
"No one cares," Jack said, "Now everyone, group hug, that's an order."
* * *
Jack held the door of the Tardis open as Martha walked through, "She's either got a crush on you, or she wants you to be her future son in law."
Jack laughed, "Well if she's free-"
"Not a chance!" Martha became very ridged then sneezed.
"Bless you, what was that? Do you have allergies?"
"I only sneeze when I'm getting sick. I hope it's nothing alien," Martha looked to Jack, "It's not alien, do you think?"
"I'm sure, if you really are getting sick, it's just as common as the cold. If anything, it probably is the cold."
The Doctor came from out of the floor and put a greasy hand on Martha's forehead, "You're running a fever."
Once his hand was gone Martha tried to rub the grease off her forehead, "Don't we have something to get rid of it?"
"I don't have anything to get rid of it, but I do have something to make it run it's course in twenty hours. Which reminds me we need to restock some of the medical supplies. We'll have to go on Ankrobske, good thing I've regenerated, or we'd have to wait for me to die again. Long story short, if you don't say the emperor’s daughter looks fat, you get a needle to the brain filled with poison. How was I supposed to know, really?"
Jack led Martha away from the Doctor and down to get some medicine.
"Just a couple of hours!" The Doctor yelled after them.
Rose walked into the room a few hours later looking refreshed, the Doctor looked everywhere but at her.
"Thanks for that, last night, I feel much better today. Good as new." She smiled as she sat down in the jump seat and put her feet on the console.
"I am your Doctor. It's what I do."
They were silent for the next half hour. The Doctor working on the Tardis, not wanting to have to speak to her until he showed her what she needed to see. Rose was sitting silently, comfortably at first, but as the minutes passed by with a silent Doctor, she knew something had grown uncomfortable between them. He stopped long enough to catch her eye, it was the wrong thing to do.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Nothing. I would ask how you are, but you've already said better than ever." He said trying to get back to work.
She walked up to where he stood, trying to catch his eye again, but him not allowing her to, "I didn't do anything, did I?"
"Of course you didn't what kind of stupid question is that?" His eyes were glued to the display, there was safety if he kept his eyes there.
"You seem upset, and usually you're so vocal about it, like a five year old."
"I am most certainly not!" He looked at her without thinking and saw that's exactly what she wanted.
"Can I at least help, with what's upsetting you? If it's about fixing the Tardis I'd just have to get my pompom's out, I have no idea how to fix her, but if it's-"
"We can't stay like we were." He blurted out.
"Sorry?" She looked very confused.
"The universe changes. Nothing is stagnant, everything ebbs and flows like a river, good god what kind of fool do I sound like? But it's true. I think this past month I've been trying to put you back where you were, where we were, but that's not where we are is it? You've changed. So much. I've just been focused on the similarities... but you really are a different person. It's like trying to fit a puzzle piece into the wrong slot."
Jack stepped loudly into the room; "You neglected to mention, Doctor, that the medication makes her sick as a dog."
"I said it makes it run it's course in twenty hours, what makes you think that doesn't also include accelerated symptoms?"
Jack rolled his eyes, "Well I put her to bed, and not like that," He said before they could ask, "Maybe we should cancel our trip, at least until she gets better."
Rose nodded, and tried to casually wipe a tear from her eye, but Jack saw her and looked as if he were getting more upset.
"We'll go as planned, got an appointment to keep." The Doctor said moving the controls.
"Without Martha? We can wait, can't we? For Martha," Rose said looking from one man to the other getting more confused with each passing second.
"It will be better for her if she stays in bed," The Doctor said looking at Jack.
Jack nodded but did not seem to be convinced. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.
Rose wanted to ask them both to snap out of it and tell her what was so upsetting to both of them, but from what the Doctor said earlier she thought she may not like whatever was going to be said.
The Tardis landed and the Doctor nervously shoved something in his pocket and ushered them both outside.
"Welcome to Barcelona," He said as they looked out. They were parked in the middle of a city, and all of the buildings stood atop clear blue waters. As she looked closer, Rose noticed the buildings were actually hovering over the water, not sitting atop it. Cars went around, hovering about an inch above the water, and were all painted bright florescent colours. Rose couldn't help but stare at the sight in front of her. It was one of the most beautiful things she ever saw.
A dog, with hover shoes on each paw walked past them.
"Rose, how do dogs with no noses smell?" The Doctor asked smiling.
"Terrible." She laughed.
They began to explore, after waiving a Taxi to them, Rose could not help but stare throughout the journey. They went to the local art gallery, and Rose was entirely perplexed the entire time. The art was so different, like those people who painted white on a blank canvas and expected it to be deep and meaningful.
When they went out to eat she was very surprised and happy to see they had chips. They were a bit different than the ones from home, but still very good. Jack smiled and laughed with them, but he did not seem to be as happy as they were. He seemed to be upset about something. Rose was sure it was because Martha wasn't with them. Rose decided she'd try and make the Doctor stay an extra day so Jack could show Martha around.
"There are a lot of couples," Rose said as they passed by the fourteenth couple to be snogging on the street.
"It's the honeymoon capital of the galaxy," Jack said, "They used to be pretty prudish about that sort of thing, then all the money started to come in, and wham it's made acceptable. There's even more to see if you go around the streets at night."
"It's beautiful, I wish Martha could see it." Rose turned to the Doctor, "You seem to be taking us to peaceful planets, are you losing your touch?"
"You are very jeopardy friendly, if there's any to find I'm sure you will. And you're the one that so wanted to go to Barcelona, I'm just going where you want, your wish and all that."
Rose smiled at touched the Doctor's arm, "I do love it really, it's beautiful."
The Doctor hugged her and she blushed from the unexpected contact.
The Doctor grinned, then turned to Jack, who was already in the process of getting out of the taxi, "Twenty minutes. You know where to meet us, right?"
Jack nodded and waived at them forcing a smile.
"Is there anything wrong with Jack?" Rose asked as he got further away from them, until he was just a tiny speck in the horizon.
"You know Jack. I wanted to show you something." The Doctor said pointing to where they were headed.
It looked like a big glob of mud with a door, right on top of the water. From what she could see, it seemed to go beneath the water, probably the only building to do that.
"It's the oldest building on the planet, progress has made sure that buildings like it are all gone. But this place is sacred, so here it stands, the last of it's kind."
He held the door open for her and she stepped inside. It did not smell like mud, but it did smell like water. She was about to touch the wall as she stepped down the stairs into the main room, but she noticed they were oozing with the mud.
She looked to the Doctor who nodded, "How do you think it's lasted so long? The walls change so the structure can stay the same. Simple really."
"Welcome," An old woman approached them, and walked down to the main room with them.
"I'm the Doctor, and this is Rose," The Doctor said as they finally stepped into the large room. The room was bright with many lanterns and lights seeming to just be light bulbs smushed into the walls.
"We have your reservation. Is there anything special you want us to-"
"I'd just like to speak to Rose for a moment before, privately." The Doctor said cutting the old woman off.
She showed them to a room off to the side, much smaller than the main room. If Rose didn't know any better, she would have thought they were in a broom closet.
"Before what?" She asked looking at the Doctor who was fidgeting.
"Maybe nothing, maybe something. It depends on you actually."
Rose smiled, "Anything I can do to help, just tell me."
He rubbed the back of his neck and shook his head, "We don't have long, I don't want to take up too much time saying this, but usually, or at least what the movies would have us believe, there's supposed to be a very long talk and revelations. Like I said, we don't really have time for that, so here it goes. You've changed."
Rose remembered their conversation from earlier, and he looked very unhappy. She tried to steel herself for the blow that was about to come.
"But so have I. I need you, there's no way around it, it's part of what I am. I've never really needed anyone; maybe the Tardis, but not a person. The situation's changed, and I'm not alone anymore. I never want to be alone anymore, not without you."
Rose nodded, agreeing with him, she didn't want to be without him either.
Rose noticed he looked as if he wanted to pace, but the room was so small he could only move on his feet from heel to toe, "I thought I was persevering something. Whether it be the Time Lord ethics, or our relationship, I thought I knew better and I was doing the right thing. But neither one of us is immortal, and if I lost you tomorrow I know I would regret everything I didn't do because of some unnecessary preservation. This isn't about sex, or being able to define what we are to each other. This is me, the Doctor, nearly last of the Time Lords, promising you forever. Marry me."
He was looking deeply in her eyes, letting her know he meant it; not letting her question it.
Rose's heart was beating so fast she was sure she had grown another just to keep up with the rhythm. She spoke without being able to process her own words; "You don't have to marry me to promise me forever."
"I know. I want to marry you; but if you don't want to, we'll leave now, I won't bring it up again. We have a little less than ten minutes, then Jack comes."
"So I'm just supposed to decide within the next ten minutes?" She asked trying to keep her thoughts in one straight order.
"Eight minutes, and if you don't know if you want to marry me or not... I mean eight minutes is more than enough time, I feel, to decide."
Rose tried to straighten out her thoughts, but was suddenly struck with a thought, "Wait, you brought up Barcelona before, I mean the first you did, did you want to marry me then?"
"I was more or less going to bring you here to see what your feelings on marriage were, then, well you get the rest. Why do you think I brought up dancing so much? I can't believe how I sounded back then."
Rose felt a little protective of her first Doctor, "I liked you then, I thought it was sweet."
"But would you have said yes to him?" He asked folding his arms in front of him.
It felt odd, talking about him as if he were a different person. But in a way he was, and so was she back then. "Dunno. He didn't ask me."
He nodded, "Seven minutes now. You know I've noticed on earth, men never give this much time. They always ask on bended knee, how trite does that look by the way, and automatically the woman is supposed to answer. I think ten minutes is more than fair."
Rose rolled her eyes, "But they've been dating for a long time. We've only had two proper kisses."
"Five!" The Doctor said sounding injured.
"Two!" She smiled, "Right after that incident on Railyxop Seven."
He grinned smugly, "I am rather proud of that, you forgot your name. But, you are forgetting some very important instances. First being after you were a naughty girl and took in the time vortex."
"I didn't even remember that at first, and like you said I had the entire time vortex in me, you did it to save me."
"New Earth." He said quickly.
"Possessed by Cassandra, does not count." She shook her head.
"I kissed you three times after Railyxop Seven." He smiled, thinking he had won.
"The first was a peck, hardly a proper kiss."
"Four minutes. And all of that doesn't matter, if you're unsure of what you want-"
"I'm not unsure of what I want. I'm unsure of whether or not you're doing this for me, because you think it's what I want, or if you really want this." She was watching his movements like a hawk then.
"I'm too old to put off what I really want because of what's proper. You humans may nearly always think with your libido, but at least you do what you really want."
"Not all of us."
"Not all of you." He smiled.
"Did you see Remains of the Day?"
"Even I was screaming 'just kiss her already.' Three minutes."
She chewed her bottom lip, "Do you really want to marry me?"
"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't. Do you really think I would have asked unless it was something that I wanted? I'm not the type to do so much for someone else. Especially when it comes to eternity like this does. What do you think?"
"I think the walls are oozing mud." She said as the wall near them belched out a large amount of mud.
"They are." He said looking at them as if he wanted to touch it, but didn't for her.
"This is hardly romantic."
"It's not at all romantic."
"I love it." She couldn't help but smile brightly at him.
"I'm glad. Two minutes." He smiled back.
"Aren't you afraid this will make us too domestic?"
"No, besides we run for our lives on a daily basis, how domestic could that get? And you'd never try to domesticate me."
Rose laughed, "no, definitely not."
Rose, deciding to be a bit impulsive herself, stood on her toes and kissed him. He quickly kissed her back, but separated them.
"I think you have this backwards." He smiled.
"We have to do something to occupy us for a whole two minutes." Rose put her tongue between her teeth and smiled devilishly at him.
"You are brilliant."
"I know."
He met her half way the second time and moved his thumb across her cheek as she opened her mouth, clearly inviting that always moving tongue of his in.
"One minute." he mumbled between kisses.
She pulled her mouth away from his, he looked a bit disappointed but then she spoke.
"Yeah."
"What?" He said seeming to not know what she could be talking about.
"You asked, and I'm saying yes."
He gave her a thousand watt grin and took her hand, pulling her with him outside of the small room and into the large room that Jack was entering.
"A woman needs more time to decide marriage," Jack said, but once he saw the two of them he rolled his eyes, "I wont ever understand you two. Demanding an answer in twenty minutes is wrong. People don't decide the rest of their lives in twenty minutes, especially when you've never dated; and then there's the life span. This is not a fifty year thing, this is a very long time, no one should rush into this."
"Coming from you Jack it seems..." Rose said trying to find the right words.
"That's just sex. Sex, is sex, is sex. But marriage, that's completely different. You know how many people I've asked to marry me? Zero. It just seems to me like you're trying to fit a square peg into a round hole."
"I have to say, considering this and what will be happening in a few moments, it's none of your concern."
"I am the witness," Jack said folding his arms.
"Just for posterity. We're ready!" The Doctor yelled to the old woman who showed them in.
"What kind of ceremony would you like?" The woman asked stepping up to them with a serene smile on her face.
"The simplest. Or, the one with the least amount of exchanging of bodily fluids," He turned to Rose and whispered in her ear, "On Flakensarak they exchange liters of their blood, disgusting practice."
"The hand fasting is the oldest and quite simple. we tie your hands to each other, then you make a deceleration of marriage."
Rose stepped on her tip toes, "Last chance to back out, we could just leave; you don't have to do this for me."
The Doctor turned to her and took her hand in his, "I'm being selfish, I'm doing this for me. Now stop trying to back out."
They smiled as they were positioned by the old woman. Jack stood off to the side sighing; he let a small smile creep on his face when they weren't looking, but when Rose turned to him he gave her a more reluctant smile.
Their hands were tied together with an old and worn leather strap. The woman held their hands in hers and sang a song so old the Tardis could not translate it. Her broken and worn voice traveled through the room, and by the last note the bright lights dimmed.
Both the Doctor and Rose laughed at the hokey-ness of it all, and both wondered where she kept the control for the lights.
The woman motioned that it was Rose's turn to talk.
Rose stumbled on her words a little, "I don't have to say any lines, just what I want?" The woman nodded and Rose continued, "Doctor... Well this is your idea, I don't really know what to say. I already promised I'd never leave you... Now this means... no more trying to bring on men to the Tardis because you think I need a boyfriend. And you, no more kissing random women... unless it's life or death." She laughed a little, then grew serious, "I don't really know what this means for us... you know. But I do know there's really no better way of saying I'm your Rose, than this."
The Doctor nodded, and the old woman began to sing again. She finished, then motioned that it was the Doctor's turn to speak.
The Doctor took a few seconds, then took a deep breath and spoke, "Rose Tyler, I love you."
Rose laughed and cried, then said, "Quite right too."
He laughed with her and they looked to the old woman. She seemed taken aback by the Doctor's short speech, but she motioned for Jack to join them and put his hand on top of hers as she sang for one final time.
The old woman smiled brightly at the pair, "You're married."
The Doctor took something out of his pocket, "Could I have the chain, the one you wear your key on," he asked.
Rose took it from around her neck and gave it to him. He took out a small round metal object, put it on the chain, then showed it to her.
"I made it from the grating of the Tardis floor, and a little bit of the console, it's the seal of Rassilon; the seal of the Time Lords."
He placed the chain back around her neck and she took the handmade seal in her hands, running her fingers over it.
"It's perfect." She smiled, but then looked sadly at him, "I didn't get you anything."
He shook his head smiling, "You did."
* * *
Jack knocked lightly on the door. He heard a soft 'come in' and stepped inside.
Martha had gotten over the worst of her cold, she was mostly sniffling now.
He sat down next to her and smiled as brightly as he could, "It was fun, I wish you could have come with us."
She nodded, "Next time. So, did you meet anyone special? Get into any trouble?"
Jack shook his head. He put his hand on her arm, hoping to comfort her from the impending blow, "Something did happen."
"What?" She saw the look he was giving her, and hoped that whatever happened it wouldn't be too horrible.
"The Doctor... He and Rose... They're married."
"Jack! If you're trying to pull my leg you should start with something I might believe, like a rain of toads." She laughed a little at her own joke.
"I'm serious." He said with a look that gave her no room to doubt her.
She started to cry, she had no control over it, sobs just seemed to pour out of her. She didn't even know why she was crying. It might be, that now things were firmly sealed, the Doctor really would never chose her. There was no chance for them, not that there was ever very much, but this left no doubt in her mind.
She did not remember climbing atop Jack, or who started kissing who, but she was kissing him fiercely and digging her nails into his shirt. He seemed to be trying to resist, but she didn't think too much about that. He wanted her, she knew he did, and she was using that to her advantage. If she would have thought deeper about the situation she had put them both in, she would realize that she was using him to make herself feel anything other than this painful loneliness that had set in when he said the word 'married.'
She grinded herself into him when she took off her shirt, letting any objections he had die into his moan.
He moved her so she was lying on her back in front of him, watching her as her deep breaths made her chest rise and fall. He moved his fingers lazily around her torso, over each inch of skin. It wasn't just any lover's caress, he was memorizing her. Remembering every imperfection, because this would not last. She felt guilty, but that was okay too, just as long as it made the loneliness go away.
He moved a thumb over her nipple and she arched into the contact. It was too little, she needed more, she took his head in her hands and moved him downward, he soon got the point and took a nipple in his mouth as his hand worked a little harder on the other.
She moved one hand down his body until she reached his zipper and got it undone as quickly as possible. She didn't want to ruin the moment, or break them from this trance, but she had to ask.
"Protection?"
Jack put her nipple between his teeth and flicked his tongue out, "I'm on the pill."
Coming from any other man she would have asked more questions, or maybe just laughed, but Jack was serious and that was good enough for her. She pushed him so he was lying on his back, and quickly got rid of her own pants and knickers, then as quickly as she could sat atop him as he entered her.
She moaned and bent down to kiss him hungrily. He took that opportunity to flip her on her back again and regain whatever kind of control he could get. He entered her again and moaned her name. She rocked her hips, telling him to hurry up, and he did just as she wished. They both came quickly, and hard. Martha dug her nails in his back, so much so the white skin turned a dark red; but a moment later the marks were gone, there was no sign she had ever even touched his back.
He rolled over so he was on his back beside her as they both caught their breath.
* * *
They both sat on the bed in Rose's room facing each other sitting and talking like they had done for the past hour and a half.
"Now you can't ever leave me," The Doctor said with a smile, "And you never have to worry about me leaving you on some distant planet. But we still haven't talked about what neither one of us want to bring up for various and very good reasons. Sex is usually an expected outcome of marriage, and for humans the wedding night is doubly more so."
He leaned over the bed, and took something out from his coat pocket. It was the book. The book on Time Lord anatomy and physiology when relating to sexuality and sexual organs. He put it in her hands but she did not open it.
She shook her head, "If this is because you think you owe me something because of human libidos and that we just got married, just take it back."
"I hate those humans that think the love they share can only be shown it's deepest by having sex and calling it making love. Please don't tell me you've ever called it 'making love.'"
Rose shook her head, "Never in nearly my two hundred years."
"We should have a party for when you do turn two hundred. Human birthday celebrations could be fun. The more that I tried to push that thought away from my head, sex with you I mean, the more I kept thinking about it. I don't know why, my species don't think of it the way you do. It's as enjoyable, don't get me wrong, but not so much that we'd-"
"Sow your wild oats like we humans did once we found other life in the universe?"
"Exactly. There are no sonnets comparing lovers or any such thing like that, it's just something that has never defined us as a people. Hence marriages requiring at least one offspring forced on everyone in the population. Romantic love is completely out for a Time Lord. Not just societal constraints, but no one was ever really born with the mindset to be willing or able to fall in love. It's not unheard of, of course, and it's not frowned upon really if two Time Lords were to fall in love. It's like those people who wear those hats, those crazy hats, you stare, you can't believe they could get out of the house with that on and think it's a good idea, but you don't stone them to death for liking weird hats."
"So you just happen to like one weird hat, there's nothing wrong with that," Rose said.
"Yes but I don't just like one weird hat. This is like going outside with a live leopard on your head. They think it may hurt Time Lord society if you have sex with something other than a Time Lord. Strictly forbidden, like wearing a live leopard on your head, no one ever thinks about doing such a thing ever. But there I was thinking more and more about you and your human sexual drives. And the more I thought about you and sex, the more I thought about me and you and sex and how completely wrong it is. It's been engrained in my brain to think so, and that's very hard to over come. But you were gone, and the one thing I regretted most was not being everything I wanted to be with you. There is something that comes out of a person, some hidden part of their personality, when they have sex. I didn't see all of you, I didn't know all there was to know about Rose Tyler, and that hurt my hearts. All I had left were my memories of you, and they weren't complete, I could have had more and I didn't. Because I was last of the Time Lords, because I was preserving some ideal that I came to realize I didn't even agree with."
Rose took his hand in both of hers and rubbed small comforting circles on it.
"Then you came back and I wanted to... but you were so different, and there was the larger part of my brain trying to put us back where we were, put you back where you were, to make everything the same again. There's no going back. It's a scary thought, that once you start one part of a relationship you can never return to where you were, and all I ever really needed was where we were. Or at least that's what my large over thinking brain processed. Essentially, and I hope you tell no one else this; I'm a coward. Afraid that if sex did become a part of our relationship we would become like those human couples. One doesn't do something they used to, one changes too much, one just decides they're going to make all the decisions and the other blindly follows. I'm sorry for that. I should have never underestimated you, or us. You have changed, but not ever so much so, that I could not still care about you. We could die tomorrow, nothing else matters. Nothing that I've said matters, but this, I want to know everything there is to know about you, and I want you to know me."
Rose took the large book back into her hands, running her fingers over the covers. She then slowly, as if waiting for him to stop her, opened up to the first page.
She smiled up at him, "I never thought of reading as foreplay."
He grinned back at her, "I would like to say, before you start reading; Time Lords, we don't usually move around. We more or less just lay there and try to make a connection through the mind... It's more-"
"Spiritual?" Rose asked looking quite interested.
"Boring. I'm telling you this because I've only had sex with my species before; sex with a species like humans are strictly forbidden."
"You feel guilty?" She asked.
"I may be bad. At human sex that is, I'm quite good with my own species."
Rose nodded, "It's been fifty years for me."
"Practically a lifetime for your species."
"So I might be rather bad myself. Only because I'm out of practice. Not that I'd ever really be that bad."
The Doctor turned the next page for her, "We'll be horrible together."
* * *
Martha sat up. She tried to find her shirt through the mess.
"You should go," She said as her entire body was turned away from Jack.
"Wam bam thank you sir? Is that what just happened here?" Jack said as he pulled up his pants and started to zip them.
"I don't want to talk about it," She said a little muffled as she put on her shirt.
"Well I do. You know it's not every day I of all people get used for sex. Not that I didn't know that going into this, and obviously I didn't object to being used, but I think the least you can do is talk to me about it."
"There's nothing to talk about, you summed it up better than I could."
"You used the fact that I love you to get your way, that's manipulative on a level I didn't know you could do."
"Remind you of yourself?" Martha had heard enough about Jack's past as a con man to know this very situation probably happened before, except he was the one manipulating.
"So now you remind me of how bad a person I was so that you'll feel better about using me. I'm not the man I was, and even if I was it still doesn't excuse what you just did. Just because I'm a product of my time and more sexually open, it doesn't give you the right to treat me like a life sized sex doll."
Once she was fully clothed, Martha opened her door and motioned for Jack to leave, "When you see the Doctor, ask him if he can bring me home."
Jack was halfway out the door when he stopped and spoke, "I said I loved you and you didn't even flinch. You knew all this time... and you don't even care. You may think that I have sex for sport, but I'm the one who just had sex with the person I love, you did it because you were upset about the Doctor. Look in the mirror before you start judging me. At least I'm honest."
She held it together until Jack left the room and she shut the door. She began crying all over again, but now it was for very different reasons.
* * *
They fell against the bed tangled together, sweat dripping off of both of them.
"I can't believe we orgasmed." The Doctor said trying to catch his breath.
Rose nodded, "That was horrible. What was that thing you were doing with your hips?"
"I just thought of a beat, one of those songs you apes always have sex to."
"That's not how it works." She laughed at his misconception.
"What were you doing poking my ribs? That hurt, I may have bruises." He said as he tenderly touched the spot she had poked.
"The book said that was an erotic zone for Time Lords. Blame the book," She smiled when he looked at her with such shock that she could ever blame a science book.
"I will have you know it is, but it's also very sensitive."
"Speaking of sensitive, my clitoris is too, you didn't have to rub so hard."
He nodded sheepishly, "Sorry. I was a bit over zealous. Next time you should be on top, so I can get this rhythm thing down." The Doctor began to laugh, "Sorry, just the thought of you bouncing up and down, like you were in one of those inflatable castles."
Rose laughed, "Actually Cassandra, when she took over my body, said being inside me was like a bouncy castle."
The Doctor grinned, put his head on her stomach and looked into her eyes, "Rose Tyler; Defender of the Earth, Bad Wolf, Valliant Child, Bouncy Castle. I like it, it suits you. Now we have to get serious."
Rose nodded and saluted, pretending to be very serious.
"Tomorrow morning we have to talk about how to do this right. We have to go over where we went wrong, where we went right, and what we can both do to improve this. As they say, proper preparation prevents poor performance."
"Right, should we make diagrams?" she asked biting on her cheek trying to hide her smile.
"Maybe, but if we do we have to be sure to make it with macaroni and glitter."
They both nodded in unison. She moved over and grabbed something from her night stand. She put it around her neck and the Doctor moved so his head was next to hers. He placed a hand on where the chain fell on her body, and moved his fingers over his key and the seal.
"You are breath taking," He said to her.
She mumbled something, tired from all the energy they exerted, and closed her eyes. He took a sheet and pulled it up over them both, and moved closer to her. He closed his eyes and felt the small movements of her alive body next to him; everything was right with the universe.
*END*
*Keep an eye out for the sequel coming soon.*
Author: Laurieisme (revolution25)
Fandom: Doctor Who (new and old)
Rating: ADULT
Spoilers: (RTD) Season 3 not the last two episodes. Torchwood spoilers only if you don't know what their names are, and if you don't know what happened to Jack in Utopia. But if you didn't know that you wouldn't be reading this...
Summary: The Doctor and his future with Rose is no where near perfect.
Author's Notes: Thanks as always to my beta, vessybeta. This chapter is going to have no flashbacks. Sorry, but there was just SO much I had to fit in here, and trying to put the flashbacks in just makes it way too much for one chapter. Also, I put a reference from Due South in here, if you can find it, you win an internet cookie. Vessy wanted story icons, so here they are, for anyone to grab: ICONS HERE
A/N#2: I've written an adult version and a PG-13 version to this chapter, please be careful and click on the right one.
A/N#3: Sorry this is so late, I had a family emergency that took me away for a week.
Word Count: CH: 6,526 Total: 34,089
Martha and her mother stood outside of the Tardis. Martha had already carried her bags onto the Tardis, she just had to say goodbye to her mother, which was becoming difficult.
"When will I see you again?"
Martha shrugged, "could be ten minutes, could be ten months."
"You'll be careful, right?"
"Of course."
"And you'll call me, right?" Her mother said in a tone that told Martha that she was not asking at all.
"Of course. Just, don't call me, we might be in the middle of life and death, it's not a good idea to have a ringing phone in your pocket."
Her mother nodded.
"I love you, and I'll see you." She said hugging her mother.
"I love you too. Where did that Captain Jack run off to?"
* * *
"You're packing?" Ianto asked as he set the coffee on the desk.
Jack looked up to see his entire team around him, looking completely confused.
"Yeah, the first time I didn't have much time, only enough time to pack a hand."
"You're not staying with us?" Gwen asked.
Jack sighed and sat on his desk, "Do you understand what it's like, to watch all the people around you, that you care about wither and die? With the Doctor... I could spend hundreds of years with him and Rose and not one of us would get any older. You guys are great friends, and I do love you all; but they're my family. I need to be with them for a while. The great thing about a time machine is that I could leave today, be gone for hundreds of years, and come back tonight."
"So you'll be back soon," Tosh said sounding a little relieved.
"Yeah, real soon."
"Just," Ianto started, "Tell Owen he's not in charge."
Jack laughed, "Owen you are definitely not in charge. Tosh, good luck with this bunch, they're a handful."
Owen and Tosh both immediately objected but Jack didn't listen, "Tosh is in charge. Gwen's second, then Ianto. Problems?"
Gwen smiled, "None from me."
"Or me," Ianto smiled at Tosh, "I'd love to have you order me around."
"I've got big problems." Owen said.
"No one cares," Jack said, "Now everyone, group hug, that's an order."
* * *
Jack held the door of the Tardis open as Martha walked through, "She's either got a crush on you, or she wants you to be her future son in law."
Jack laughed, "Well if she's free-"
"Not a chance!" Martha became very ridged then sneezed.
"Bless you, what was that? Do you have allergies?"
"I only sneeze when I'm getting sick. I hope it's nothing alien," Martha looked to Jack, "It's not alien, do you think?"
"I'm sure, if you really are getting sick, it's just as common as the cold. If anything, it probably is the cold."
The Doctor came from out of the floor and put a greasy hand on Martha's forehead, "You're running a fever."
Once his hand was gone Martha tried to rub the grease off her forehead, "Don't we have something to get rid of it?"
"I don't have anything to get rid of it, but I do have something to make it run it's course in twenty hours. Which reminds me we need to restock some of the medical supplies. We'll have to go on Ankrobske, good thing I've regenerated, or we'd have to wait for me to die again. Long story short, if you don't say the emperor’s daughter looks fat, you get a needle to the brain filled with poison. How was I supposed to know, really?"
Jack led Martha away from the Doctor and down to get some medicine.
"Just a couple of hours!" The Doctor yelled after them.
Rose walked into the room a few hours later looking refreshed, the Doctor looked everywhere but at her.
"Thanks for that, last night, I feel much better today. Good as new." She smiled as she sat down in the jump seat and put her feet on the console.
"I am your Doctor. It's what I do."
They were silent for the next half hour. The Doctor working on the Tardis, not wanting to have to speak to her until he showed her what she needed to see. Rose was sitting silently, comfortably at first, but as the minutes passed by with a silent Doctor, she knew something had grown uncomfortable between them. He stopped long enough to catch her eye, it was the wrong thing to do.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Nothing. I would ask how you are, but you've already said better than ever." He said trying to get back to work.
She walked up to where he stood, trying to catch his eye again, but him not allowing her to, "I didn't do anything, did I?"
"Of course you didn't what kind of stupid question is that?" His eyes were glued to the display, there was safety if he kept his eyes there.
"You seem upset, and usually you're so vocal about it, like a five year old."
"I am most certainly not!" He looked at her without thinking and saw that's exactly what she wanted.
"Can I at least help, with what's upsetting you? If it's about fixing the Tardis I'd just have to get my pompom's out, I have no idea how to fix her, but if it's-"
"We can't stay like we were." He blurted out.
"Sorry?" She looked very confused.
"The universe changes. Nothing is stagnant, everything ebbs and flows like a river, good god what kind of fool do I sound like? But it's true. I think this past month I've been trying to put you back where you were, where we were, but that's not where we are is it? You've changed. So much. I've just been focused on the similarities... but you really are a different person. It's like trying to fit a puzzle piece into the wrong slot."
Jack stepped loudly into the room; "You neglected to mention, Doctor, that the medication makes her sick as a dog."
"I said it makes it run it's course in twenty hours, what makes you think that doesn't also include accelerated symptoms?"
Jack rolled his eyes, "Well I put her to bed, and not like that," He said before they could ask, "Maybe we should cancel our trip, at least until she gets better."
Rose nodded, and tried to casually wipe a tear from her eye, but Jack saw her and looked as if he were getting more upset.
"We'll go as planned, got an appointment to keep." The Doctor said moving the controls.
"Without Martha? We can wait, can't we? For Martha," Rose said looking from one man to the other getting more confused with each passing second.
"It will be better for her if she stays in bed," The Doctor said looking at Jack.
Jack nodded but did not seem to be convinced. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.
Rose wanted to ask them both to snap out of it and tell her what was so upsetting to both of them, but from what the Doctor said earlier she thought she may not like whatever was going to be said.
The Tardis landed and the Doctor nervously shoved something in his pocket and ushered them both outside.
"Welcome to Barcelona," He said as they looked out. They were parked in the middle of a city, and all of the buildings stood atop clear blue waters. As she looked closer, Rose noticed the buildings were actually hovering over the water, not sitting atop it. Cars went around, hovering about an inch above the water, and were all painted bright florescent colours. Rose couldn't help but stare at the sight in front of her. It was one of the most beautiful things she ever saw.
A dog, with hover shoes on each paw walked past them.
"Rose, how do dogs with no noses smell?" The Doctor asked smiling.
"Terrible." She laughed.
They began to explore, after waiving a Taxi to them, Rose could not help but stare throughout the journey. They went to the local art gallery, and Rose was entirely perplexed the entire time. The art was so different, like those people who painted white on a blank canvas and expected it to be deep and meaningful.
When they went out to eat she was very surprised and happy to see they had chips. They were a bit different than the ones from home, but still very good. Jack smiled and laughed with them, but he did not seem to be as happy as they were. He seemed to be upset about something. Rose was sure it was because Martha wasn't with them. Rose decided she'd try and make the Doctor stay an extra day so Jack could show Martha around.
"There are a lot of couples," Rose said as they passed by the fourteenth couple to be snogging on the street.
"It's the honeymoon capital of the galaxy," Jack said, "They used to be pretty prudish about that sort of thing, then all the money started to come in, and wham it's made acceptable. There's even more to see if you go around the streets at night."
"It's beautiful, I wish Martha could see it." Rose turned to the Doctor, "You seem to be taking us to peaceful planets, are you losing your touch?"
"You are very jeopardy friendly, if there's any to find I'm sure you will. And you're the one that so wanted to go to Barcelona, I'm just going where you want, your wish and all that."
Rose smiled at touched the Doctor's arm, "I do love it really, it's beautiful."
The Doctor hugged her and she blushed from the unexpected contact.
The Doctor grinned, then turned to Jack, who was already in the process of getting out of the taxi, "Twenty minutes. You know where to meet us, right?"
Jack nodded and waived at them forcing a smile.
"Is there anything wrong with Jack?" Rose asked as he got further away from them, until he was just a tiny speck in the horizon.
"You know Jack. I wanted to show you something." The Doctor said pointing to where they were headed.
It looked like a big glob of mud with a door, right on top of the water. From what she could see, it seemed to go beneath the water, probably the only building to do that.
"It's the oldest building on the planet, progress has made sure that buildings like it are all gone. But this place is sacred, so here it stands, the last of it's kind."
He held the door open for her and she stepped inside. It did not smell like mud, but it did smell like water. She was about to touch the wall as she stepped down the stairs into the main room, but she noticed they were oozing with the mud.
She looked to the Doctor who nodded, "How do you think it's lasted so long? The walls change so the structure can stay the same. Simple really."
"Welcome," An old woman approached them, and walked down to the main room with them.
"I'm the Doctor, and this is Rose," The Doctor said as they finally stepped into the large room. The room was bright with many lanterns and lights seeming to just be light bulbs smushed into the walls.
"We have your reservation. Is there anything special you want us to-"
"I'd just like to speak to Rose for a moment before, privately." The Doctor said cutting the old woman off.
She showed them to a room off to the side, much smaller than the main room. If Rose didn't know any better, she would have thought they were in a broom closet.
"Before what?" She asked looking at the Doctor who was fidgeting.
"Maybe nothing, maybe something. It depends on you actually."
Rose smiled, "Anything I can do to help, just tell me."
He rubbed the back of his neck and shook his head, "We don't have long, I don't want to take up too much time saying this, but usually, or at least what the movies would have us believe, there's supposed to be a very long talk and revelations. Like I said, we don't really have time for that, so here it goes. You've changed."
Rose remembered their conversation from earlier, and he looked very unhappy. She tried to steel herself for the blow that was about to come.
"But so have I. I need you, there's no way around it, it's part of what I am. I've never really needed anyone; maybe the Tardis, but not a person. The situation's changed, and I'm not alone anymore. I never want to be alone anymore, not without you."
Rose nodded, agreeing with him, she didn't want to be without him either.
Rose noticed he looked as if he wanted to pace, but the room was so small he could only move on his feet from heel to toe, "I thought I was persevering something. Whether it be the Time Lord ethics, or our relationship, I thought I knew better and I was doing the right thing. But neither one of us is immortal, and if I lost you tomorrow I know I would regret everything I didn't do because of some unnecessary preservation. This isn't about sex, or being able to define what we are to each other. This is me, the Doctor, nearly last of the Time Lords, promising you forever. Marry me."
He was looking deeply in her eyes, letting her know he meant it; not letting her question it.
Rose's heart was beating so fast she was sure she had grown another just to keep up with the rhythm. She spoke without being able to process her own words; "You don't have to marry me to promise me forever."
"I know. I want to marry you; but if you don't want to, we'll leave now, I won't bring it up again. We have a little less than ten minutes, then Jack comes."
"So I'm just supposed to decide within the next ten minutes?" She asked trying to keep her thoughts in one straight order.
"Eight minutes, and if you don't know if you want to marry me or not... I mean eight minutes is more than enough time, I feel, to decide."
Rose tried to straighten out her thoughts, but was suddenly struck with a thought, "Wait, you brought up Barcelona before, I mean the first you did, did you want to marry me then?"
"I was more or less going to bring you here to see what your feelings on marriage were, then, well you get the rest. Why do you think I brought up dancing so much? I can't believe how I sounded back then."
Rose felt a little protective of her first Doctor, "I liked you then, I thought it was sweet."
"But would you have said yes to him?" He asked folding his arms in front of him.
It felt odd, talking about him as if he were a different person. But in a way he was, and so was she back then. "Dunno. He didn't ask me."
He nodded, "Seven minutes now. You know I've noticed on earth, men never give this much time. They always ask on bended knee, how trite does that look by the way, and automatically the woman is supposed to answer. I think ten minutes is more than fair."
Rose rolled her eyes, "But they've been dating for a long time. We've only had two proper kisses."
"Five!" The Doctor said sounding injured.
"Two!" She smiled, "Right after that incident on Railyxop Seven."
He grinned smugly, "I am rather proud of that, you forgot your name. But, you are forgetting some very important instances. First being after you were a naughty girl and took in the time vortex."
"I didn't even remember that at first, and like you said I had the entire time vortex in me, you did it to save me."
"New Earth." He said quickly.
"Possessed by Cassandra, does not count." She shook her head.
"I kissed you three times after Railyxop Seven." He smiled, thinking he had won.
"The first was a peck, hardly a proper kiss."
"Four minutes. And all of that doesn't matter, if you're unsure of what you want-"
"I'm not unsure of what I want. I'm unsure of whether or not you're doing this for me, because you think it's what I want, or if you really want this." She was watching his movements like a hawk then.
"I'm too old to put off what I really want because of what's proper. You humans may nearly always think with your libido, but at least you do what you really want."
"Not all of us."
"Not all of you." He smiled.
"Did you see Remains of the Day?"
"Even I was screaming 'just kiss her already.' Three minutes."
She chewed her bottom lip, "Do you really want to marry me?"
"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't. Do you really think I would have asked unless it was something that I wanted? I'm not the type to do so much for someone else. Especially when it comes to eternity like this does. What do you think?"
"I think the walls are oozing mud." She said as the wall near them belched out a large amount of mud.
"They are." He said looking at them as if he wanted to touch it, but didn't for her.
"This is hardly romantic."
"It's not at all romantic."
"I love it." She couldn't help but smile brightly at him.
"I'm glad. Two minutes." He smiled back.
"Aren't you afraid this will make us too domestic?"
"No, besides we run for our lives on a daily basis, how domestic could that get? And you'd never try to domesticate me."
Rose laughed, "no, definitely not."
Rose, deciding to be a bit impulsive herself, stood on her toes and kissed him. He quickly kissed her back, but separated them.
"I think you have this backwards." He smiled.
"We have to do something to occupy us for a whole two minutes." Rose put her tongue between her teeth and smiled devilishly at him.
"You are brilliant."
"I know."
He met her half way the second time and moved his thumb across her cheek as she opened her mouth, clearly inviting that always moving tongue of his in.
"One minute." he mumbled between kisses.
She pulled her mouth away from his, he looked a bit disappointed but then she spoke.
"Yeah."
"What?" He said seeming to not know what she could be talking about.
"You asked, and I'm saying yes."
He gave her a thousand watt grin and took her hand, pulling her with him outside of the small room and into the large room that Jack was entering.
"A woman needs more time to decide marriage," Jack said, but once he saw the two of them he rolled his eyes, "I wont ever understand you two. Demanding an answer in twenty minutes is wrong. People don't decide the rest of their lives in twenty minutes, especially when you've never dated; and then there's the life span. This is not a fifty year thing, this is a very long time, no one should rush into this."
"Coming from you Jack it seems..." Rose said trying to find the right words.
"That's just sex. Sex, is sex, is sex. But marriage, that's completely different. You know how many people I've asked to marry me? Zero. It just seems to me like you're trying to fit a square peg into a round hole."
"I have to say, considering this and what will be happening in a few moments, it's none of your concern."
"I am the witness," Jack said folding his arms.
"Just for posterity. We're ready!" The Doctor yelled to the old woman who showed them in.
"What kind of ceremony would you like?" The woman asked stepping up to them with a serene smile on her face.
"The simplest. Or, the one with the least amount of exchanging of bodily fluids," He turned to Rose and whispered in her ear, "On Flakensarak they exchange liters of their blood, disgusting practice."
"The hand fasting is the oldest and quite simple. we tie your hands to each other, then you make a deceleration of marriage."
Rose stepped on her tip toes, "Last chance to back out, we could just leave; you don't have to do this for me."
The Doctor turned to her and took her hand in his, "I'm being selfish, I'm doing this for me. Now stop trying to back out."
They smiled as they were positioned by the old woman. Jack stood off to the side sighing; he let a small smile creep on his face when they weren't looking, but when Rose turned to him he gave her a more reluctant smile.
Their hands were tied together with an old and worn leather strap. The woman held their hands in hers and sang a song so old the Tardis could not translate it. Her broken and worn voice traveled through the room, and by the last note the bright lights dimmed.
Both the Doctor and Rose laughed at the hokey-ness of it all, and both wondered where she kept the control for the lights.
The woman motioned that it was Rose's turn to talk.
Rose stumbled on her words a little, "I don't have to say any lines, just what I want?" The woman nodded and Rose continued, "Doctor... Well this is your idea, I don't really know what to say. I already promised I'd never leave you... Now this means... no more trying to bring on men to the Tardis because you think I need a boyfriend. And you, no more kissing random women... unless it's life or death." She laughed a little, then grew serious, "I don't really know what this means for us... you know. But I do know there's really no better way of saying I'm your Rose, than this."
The Doctor nodded, and the old woman began to sing again. She finished, then motioned that it was the Doctor's turn to speak.
The Doctor took a few seconds, then took a deep breath and spoke, "Rose Tyler, I love you."
Rose laughed and cried, then said, "Quite right too."
He laughed with her and they looked to the old woman. She seemed taken aback by the Doctor's short speech, but she motioned for Jack to join them and put his hand on top of hers as she sang for one final time.
The old woman smiled brightly at the pair, "You're married."
The Doctor took something out of his pocket, "Could I have the chain, the one you wear your key on," he asked.
Rose took it from around her neck and gave it to him. He took out a small round metal object, put it on the chain, then showed it to her.
"I made it from the grating of the Tardis floor, and a little bit of the console, it's the seal of Rassilon; the seal of the Time Lords."
He placed the chain back around her neck and she took the handmade seal in her hands, running her fingers over it.
"It's perfect." She smiled, but then looked sadly at him, "I didn't get you anything."
He shook his head smiling, "You did."
* * *
Jack knocked lightly on the door. He heard a soft 'come in' and stepped inside.
Martha had gotten over the worst of her cold, she was mostly sniffling now.
He sat down next to her and smiled as brightly as he could, "It was fun, I wish you could have come with us."
She nodded, "Next time. So, did you meet anyone special? Get into any trouble?"
Jack shook his head. He put his hand on her arm, hoping to comfort her from the impending blow, "Something did happen."
"What?" She saw the look he was giving her, and hoped that whatever happened it wouldn't be too horrible.
"The Doctor... He and Rose... They're married."
"Jack! If you're trying to pull my leg you should start with something I might believe, like a rain of toads." She laughed a little at her own joke.
"I'm serious." He said with a look that gave her no room to doubt her.
She started to cry, she had no control over it, sobs just seemed to pour out of her. She didn't even know why she was crying. It might be, that now things were firmly sealed, the Doctor really would never chose her. There was no chance for them, not that there was ever very much, but this left no doubt in her mind.
She did not remember climbing atop Jack, or who started kissing who, but she was kissing him fiercely and digging her nails into his shirt. He seemed to be trying to resist, but she didn't think too much about that. He wanted her, she knew he did, and she was using that to her advantage. If she would have thought deeper about the situation she had put them both in, she would realize that she was using him to make herself feel anything other than this painful loneliness that had set in when he said the word 'married.'
She grinded herself into him when she took off her shirt, letting any objections he had die into his moan.
He moved her so she was lying on her back in front of him, watching her as her deep breaths made her chest rise and fall. He moved his fingers lazily around her torso, over each inch of skin. It wasn't just any lover's caress, he was memorizing her. Remembering every imperfection, because this would not last. She felt guilty, but that was okay too, just as long as it made the loneliness go away.
He moved a thumb over her nipple and she arched into the contact. It was too little, she needed more, she took his head in her hands and moved him downward, he soon got the point and took a nipple in his mouth as his hand worked a little harder on the other.
She moved one hand down his body until she reached his zipper and got it undone as quickly as possible. She didn't want to ruin the moment, or break them from this trance, but she had to ask.
"Protection?"
Jack put her nipple between his teeth and flicked his tongue out, "I'm on the pill."
Coming from any other man she would have asked more questions, or maybe just laughed, but Jack was serious and that was good enough for her. She pushed him so he was lying on his back, and quickly got rid of her own pants and knickers, then as quickly as she could sat atop him as he entered her.
She moaned and bent down to kiss him hungrily. He took that opportunity to flip her on her back again and regain whatever kind of control he could get. He entered her again and moaned her name. She rocked her hips, telling him to hurry up, and he did just as she wished. They both came quickly, and hard. Martha dug her nails in his back, so much so the white skin turned a dark red; but a moment later the marks were gone, there was no sign she had ever even touched his back.
He rolled over so he was on his back beside her as they both caught their breath.
* * *
They both sat on the bed in Rose's room facing each other sitting and talking like they had done for the past hour and a half.
"Now you can't ever leave me," The Doctor said with a smile, "And you never have to worry about me leaving you on some distant planet. But we still haven't talked about what neither one of us want to bring up for various and very good reasons. Sex is usually an expected outcome of marriage, and for humans the wedding night is doubly more so."
He leaned over the bed, and took something out from his coat pocket. It was the book. The book on Time Lord anatomy and physiology when relating to sexuality and sexual organs. He put it in her hands but she did not open it.
She shook her head, "If this is because you think you owe me something because of human libidos and that we just got married, just take it back."
"I hate those humans that think the love they share can only be shown it's deepest by having sex and calling it making love. Please don't tell me you've ever called it 'making love.'"
Rose shook her head, "Never in nearly my two hundred years."
"We should have a party for when you do turn two hundred. Human birthday celebrations could be fun. The more that I tried to push that thought away from my head, sex with you I mean, the more I kept thinking about it. I don't know why, my species don't think of it the way you do. It's as enjoyable, don't get me wrong, but not so much that we'd-"
"Sow your wild oats like we humans did once we found other life in the universe?"
"Exactly. There are no sonnets comparing lovers or any such thing like that, it's just something that has never defined us as a people. Hence marriages requiring at least one offspring forced on everyone in the population. Romantic love is completely out for a Time Lord. Not just societal constraints, but no one was ever really born with the mindset to be willing or able to fall in love. It's not unheard of, of course, and it's not frowned upon really if two Time Lords were to fall in love. It's like those people who wear those hats, those crazy hats, you stare, you can't believe they could get out of the house with that on and think it's a good idea, but you don't stone them to death for liking weird hats."
"So you just happen to like one weird hat, there's nothing wrong with that," Rose said.
"Yes but I don't just like one weird hat. This is like going outside with a live leopard on your head. They think it may hurt Time Lord society if you have sex with something other than a Time Lord. Strictly forbidden, like wearing a live leopard on your head, no one ever thinks about doing such a thing ever. But there I was thinking more and more about you and your human sexual drives. And the more I thought about you and sex, the more I thought about me and you and sex and how completely wrong it is. It's been engrained in my brain to think so, and that's very hard to over come. But you were gone, and the one thing I regretted most was not being everything I wanted to be with you. There is something that comes out of a person, some hidden part of their personality, when they have sex. I didn't see all of you, I didn't know all there was to know about Rose Tyler, and that hurt my hearts. All I had left were my memories of you, and they weren't complete, I could have had more and I didn't. Because I was last of the Time Lords, because I was preserving some ideal that I came to realize I didn't even agree with."
Rose took his hand in both of hers and rubbed small comforting circles on it.
"Then you came back and I wanted to... but you were so different, and there was the larger part of my brain trying to put us back where we were, put you back where you were, to make everything the same again. There's no going back. It's a scary thought, that once you start one part of a relationship you can never return to where you were, and all I ever really needed was where we were. Or at least that's what my large over thinking brain processed. Essentially, and I hope you tell no one else this; I'm a coward. Afraid that if sex did become a part of our relationship we would become like those human couples. One doesn't do something they used to, one changes too much, one just decides they're going to make all the decisions and the other blindly follows. I'm sorry for that. I should have never underestimated you, or us. You have changed, but not ever so much so, that I could not still care about you. We could die tomorrow, nothing else matters. Nothing that I've said matters, but this, I want to know everything there is to know about you, and I want you to know me."
Rose took the large book back into her hands, running her fingers over the covers. She then slowly, as if waiting for him to stop her, opened up to the first page.
She smiled up at him, "I never thought of reading as foreplay."
He grinned back at her, "I would like to say, before you start reading; Time Lords, we don't usually move around. We more or less just lay there and try to make a connection through the mind... It's more-"
"Spiritual?" Rose asked looking quite interested.
"Boring. I'm telling you this because I've only had sex with my species before; sex with a species like humans are strictly forbidden."
"You feel guilty?" She asked.
"I may be bad. At human sex that is, I'm quite good with my own species."
Rose nodded, "It's been fifty years for me."
"Practically a lifetime for your species."
"So I might be rather bad myself. Only because I'm out of practice. Not that I'd ever really be that bad."
The Doctor turned the next page for her, "We'll be horrible together."
* * *
Martha sat up. She tried to find her shirt through the mess.
"You should go," She said as her entire body was turned away from Jack.
"Wam bam thank you sir? Is that what just happened here?" Jack said as he pulled up his pants and started to zip them.
"I don't want to talk about it," She said a little muffled as she put on her shirt.
"Well I do. You know it's not every day I of all people get used for sex. Not that I didn't know that going into this, and obviously I didn't object to being used, but I think the least you can do is talk to me about it."
"There's nothing to talk about, you summed it up better than I could."
"You used the fact that I love you to get your way, that's manipulative on a level I didn't know you could do."
"Remind you of yourself?" Martha had heard enough about Jack's past as a con man to know this very situation probably happened before, except he was the one manipulating.
"So now you remind me of how bad a person I was so that you'll feel better about using me. I'm not the man I was, and even if I was it still doesn't excuse what you just did. Just because I'm a product of my time and more sexually open, it doesn't give you the right to treat me like a life sized sex doll."
Once she was fully clothed, Martha opened her door and motioned for Jack to leave, "When you see the Doctor, ask him if he can bring me home."
Jack was halfway out the door when he stopped and spoke, "I said I loved you and you didn't even flinch. You knew all this time... and you don't even care. You may think that I have sex for sport, but I'm the one who just had sex with the person I love, you did it because you were upset about the Doctor. Look in the mirror before you start judging me. At least I'm honest."
She held it together until Jack left the room and she shut the door. She began crying all over again, but now it was for very different reasons.
* * *
They fell against the bed tangled together, sweat dripping off of both of them.
"I can't believe we orgasmed." The Doctor said trying to catch his breath.
Rose nodded, "That was horrible. What was that thing you were doing with your hips?"
"I just thought of a beat, one of those songs you apes always have sex to."
"That's not how it works." She laughed at his misconception.
"What were you doing poking my ribs? That hurt, I may have bruises." He said as he tenderly touched the spot she had poked.
"The book said that was an erotic zone for Time Lords. Blame the book," She smiled when he looked at her with such shock that she could ever blame a science book.
"I will have you know it is, but it's also very sensitive."
"Speaking of sensitive, my clitoris is too, you didn't have to rub so hard."
He nodded sheepishly, "Sorry. I was a bit over zealous. Next time you should be on top, so I can get this rhythm thing down." The Doctor began to laugh, "Sorry, just the thought of you bouncing up and down, like you were in one of those inflatable castles."
Rose laughed, "Actually Cassandra, when she took over my body, said being inside me was like a bouncy castle."
The Doctor grinned, put his head on her stomach and looked into her eyes, "Rose Tyler; Defender of the Earth, Bad Wolf, Valliant Child, Bouncy Castle. I like it, it suits you. Now we have to get serious."
Rose nodded and saluted, pretending to be very serious.
"Tomorrow morning we have to talk about how to do this right. We have to go over where we went wrong, where we went right, and what we can both do to improve this. As they say, proper preparation prevents poor performance."
"Right, should we make diagrams?" she asked biting on her cheek trying to hide her smile.
"Maybe, but if we do we have to be sure to make it with macaroni and glitter."
They both nodded in unison. She moved over and grabbed something from her night stand. She put it around her neck and the Doctor moved so his head was next to hers. He placed a hand on where the chain fell on her body, and moved his fingers over his key and the seal.
"You are breath taking," He said to her.
She mumbled something, tired from all the energy they exerted, and closed her eyes. He took a sheet and pulled it up over them both, and moved closer to her. He closed his eyes and felt the small movements of her alive body next to him; everything was right with the universe.
*END*
*Keep an eye out for the sequel coming soon.*