The Doctor Discovers Roller Skating

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A/N: I'm trying really hard to make this as funny as DDMSN, but maybe I should try really hard to stop trying. It probably will be funny anyway.

This is the sequel to The Doctor Discovers MSN MESSENGER, set approx. one week later.

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Part One

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The Doctor hummed happily out loud as he busied himself at the kitchen counter in the TARDIS, making some tea. He glanced at the microwave, which displayed earth time for his companion. It displayed it in Gallifreyan for him. 9:59 a.m.. He didn't expect his companion to make her appearance in the kitchen until 10:00 a.m.. Suddenly the clock chimed the hour and in shuffled a bleary eyed Rose, true to habit. She was still dressed in her pyjamas – a fact that the Doctor thought was adorable – and had on a dark blue bathrobe he remembered getting her one Christmas.

He whistled cheerfully, still bundling about the kitchen, the kettle singing merrily behind him on the marble counter. "Morning."

"Morning…" Rose replied, watching him for a long moment walk around. The Doctor grinned as if to say he knew what she was thinking. He walked over to where she stood and gently wrapped his arms around hers, leaning down to gently kiss her good morning. "That's so much better," she murmured happily, shifting all of her weight onto him. The Doctor smiled, just absorbing it in return.

"How was your talk with Jack last night?" He briefly kissed his girlfriend again before she could answer. The kettle went off and the Doctor moved away to grab the two mugs he had set out and a teapot.

"We must have gone over everything and anything last night," replied Rose, smiling ruefully. The Doctor smiled back in understanding, the warmth and love he felt for her clearly shining in his Bambi-brown eyes. Rose shivered at the pleasure that shot through her like lightning – this man was in love and didn't care who knew it.

The Doctor went back to wiping up the mess he had made, considering what Rose had just said. The midnight and sometimes earlier MSN talks with Captain Jack had begun a little more than a week ago. Rose had invited him to talk to Jack as well, but the Doctor had refused after the fourth night. Rose was more than willing to spend a few hours talking to Jack – even if it did leave her exhausted afterwards.

"He misses you." Rose stood leaning on one leg, watching him as he cleaned. The Doctor's smile quickly fell as he glanced back up at her with raised eyebrows and a frown.

"You told him." It wasn't a question.

"Doctor," explained Rose with a sigh, "What choice had I? I didn't want to think of the Old Old Doctor and he even mentioned your nose and ears!"

The Doctor straightened and walked over to her quickly, taking her arms in his hands and squeezing them gently. "I didn't mean it like that. I understand. Completely. But I am still your Old Old Doctor," he replied softly, reaching up to cup her cheek under the gentle fluff of golden hair.

"I know," Rose whispered, reaching up to lightly stroke his cheek. He stilled, letting her feel his skin – it felt wonderful to feel her soft and tender hand on his face.

The term "Old Old Doctor" had been another of Rose's habits – ever since she had realized that he hadn't changed – much – and that his feelings for her hadn't either – if anything, they had intensified. She still missed the glow of her Old Old Doctor's eyes, she still missed the sturdy, brick like frame that swallowed her with his hugs and she still missed the Doctor she had first fallen in love with.

"Let's skip the tea," suggested the Doctor against her hair as he suddenly pulled her in for a hug.

"What do you propose?" asked Rose softly, a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"You'll see." He grabbed her hand and pulled her from the kitchen. "Go get dressed while I pick a location."

Rose looked strangely at him but nodded. "Will we be running for our lives?"

The Doctor thought about that. "No, don't think so."

"Okay, are we going out to eat?"

The Doctor thought about that one too and shook his head a few moments later.

"Fine… will we be near briars?"

"Hope not."

"Do I need to wear my Converses?"

There was a pause. Then, "Of course."

"Are we going to the Arctic?"

"Uhh, no."

"Okay, that should do it – thanks." Rose gently slipped her arm behind her boyfriend's neck and just as gently kissed him on the lips. "Cheers," she whispered as he let go of her. Then she darted off as fast as she could go.

The Doctor felt his world spin as he reeled from the kiss she had just given him. How could such a small thing like that make his world implode? He shook his head, all the more startled for the questions she had asked him. Her fingers had gently played with the fine hairs on the back of his neck and it had sent a delicious bolt of electricity through him – this feeling from a human girl? The Doctor let out a deep breath sharply and shook his head again violently to clear it. Wow.

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Rose came back into the console room cheerfully - dressed in a pair of jeans and a normal tee shirt - glancing around for her mystery guy. Ah. The Doctor was standing at the console, dressed in his usual attire – except for in his hand, he held a pair of… could it be? Roller skates.

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A/N: You like that? Kind of an intro I think.