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When; Sometime in the future
Rating;PG 13
Characters; Rose Tyler, The Tenth Doctor, The Second Doctor
Summary; Rose thinks she's waking up to a normal day.
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The blonde was sleeping blissfully in her bed. No tossing and turning this time. There was a grin to her face as she was caught up her in dream laughing and running through green grass before stopping at the edge of the cliff. She looked behind her and smiled.

"Come on slow poke!" she said and could only hear his laughter.

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He considers this. The idea of exploring is appealing to him, but he wonders if she can manage to walk for long after all they just did.

"Wellllll, how are your legs?"

"They are, um..." She tries to get on her feet and feels her knees get weak but she smiles at him. "Ok."

He raises an eyebrow at this. He can tell she's lying.

"How about we sit down for a bit before we go exploring eh?"

She's not one to argue with it as she settles back down on the edge of the bed a bit relieved. "Are you feeling a little knackered?"

She should really know the answer to that. He slowly starts to pick up his own clothes.

"I'm alright. The breakfast helps."

"Yeah the breakfast was pretty good," she says before lying back to stare at the ceiling.

With her lying in that position it almost makes him want to stop and go at her again. That would really wear her out so he decides against it.

"Hope the lunch is just as good."

"It should be," she guesses, at least if the breakfast is anything to go by. She picks her head up to look at him. "Do you think they've got a pool?"

"Ohhhhh, there has to be. A place like this?"

From what he's seen of the prices customer have to pay, there had better be. A place this big should have a pool, otherwise they'd better have a very excuse.

"Maybe even a spa too, yeah?" She grins at the thought of getting to actually relax some more.

"Ohhhhhh, a spa. Didn't think of that."

From the size and expense of this place, it should have one. She would really enjoy that, he thinks.

"We can get couple massages," she smirks as the idea sounds appealing to her. And maybe he would enjoy it too.

Yeaaaaah, he thinks. She'll get a masseuse name Hans or Franz. Is she trying to make him jealous?

"Maybe," he replies.

Carefully she gets out of bed to fetch her discarded clothes. She starts to dress before glancing his way. "Oh come on. You'd probably like it. Maybe you'll even get a french blonde." She looks away to fetch her shoes and slip them on. Is she still jealous? Possibly.

French blonde? Ohhhhh, Rose. He starts getting dressed and notes her only clothes are her pajamas. At least it's not a cumbersome wedding dress.

"What do you think you'll get?" he asks.

Now she thinks that maybe they should have packed or at least stopped at her flat for some clothes. She turns back to him and thinks for a moment. "Maybe a ginger. A woman." Because guys could be so rough sometimes. She's still unaware of Donna and the situation.

"Ginger. Riiiiiiight."

He tries not to look sad at the mention of a ginger. Ohhhh Donna would have his hide if she saw what he was doing.

"What about you, Doctor? Man or woman?" Because Rose is really curious.

He blinks a few times. Back to reality.

"Dunno, really. Is it luck of the draw?"

"Not really. You've got choices," she explains although it is a little vague.

He finishes dressing, thinking about choices. He wonders if she'll try to make him jealous again.

"And what would you pick if you did have a choice?"

She's definitely learned her lesson with that.

"A woman of course." Which is the honest truth. The first and last time she had gotten a bloke she had been sore for days.

"Really?"

Honestly, he thought she'd pick a bloke. Why would she pick a woman, he wonders.

"Yeah," she says firmly before eyeing the door and debating whether to share with him that little story or not.

"Guys can be a bit rough sometimes."

He nods in understanding.

"Yeaaaaah. You are a bit...sensitive in some parts."