Title: You Are My Home (7/?) Pairings: pre-Rose/Nine Genre: Romance Rating: PG for this chapter Author's Note: I really just can't stop writing this. I'll probably write at least one more chapter tonight.
I like how protective of Rose Jack is being. It really means a lot to Jack that the Doctor believes that he has changed and is not a conman anymore.
Another great conversation between character, this time Jack and the Doctor. It will be interesting to see what the Doctor is going to do. The way you write him, I am not sure when he is serious or just being cryptic.
This was my favorite part: “Hopeless,” Jack repeats and shakes his head. “You need to send her flowers. A lot of them.”
The Doctor scoffs. “Not a complete idiot, me. Already promised her that. Have to try and guess what her favorite kind is.” He shrugs after a moment. “Not sure she really expects it though. If I take that part seriously might actually have to propose as well.”
“You? Propose? What on earth did you promise that poor girl?”
“Oi. She started it.”
“She made you promise to buy her flowers and propose to her tomorrow morning after only meeting you a few hours ago?” “Well, not exactly…” the Doctor trailed off looking a bit helpless as he ran a hand through his short hair. “But she was the one flirting, I was only being polite.”
I am having a lot of fun reading this story. Thanks you!
Another great conversation between character, this time Jack and the Doctor. It will be interesting to see what the Doctor is going to do. The way you write him, I am not sure when he is serious or just being cryptic.
This was my favorite part:
“Hopeless,” Jack repeats and shakes his head. “You need to send her flowers. A lot of them.”
The Doctor scoffs. “Not a complete idiot, me. Already promised her that. Have to try and guess what her favorite kind is.” He shrugs after a moment. “Not sure she really expects it though. If I take that part seriously might actually have to propose as well.”
“You? Propose? What on earth did you promise that poor girl?”
“Oi. She started it.”
“She made you promise to buy her flowers and propose to her tomorrow morning after only meeting you a few hours ago?”
“Well, not exactly…” the Doctor trailed off looking a bit helpless as he ran a hand through his short hair. “But she was the one flirting, I was only being polite.”
I am having a lot of fun reading this story. Thanks you!
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I'm not sure even the Doctor has figured out just yet whether he's being serious or not. xD
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