A/N: Sorry it took so long guys, I forgot about this story. This is the last chapter because the RP I had going has dried up completely, hence why I forgot about the fic.
Rose woke up slowly the next morning, stretching herself out slightly and she turned over to face the Docor whom she'd half expected to hae left, and she smiled softly.
The Doctor only slept for an hour, as expected, but he'd kept his eyes shut till morning. He felt movement beside him and opened his eyes looking at her, smiling gently. "So today's the day?" he asked softly.
"Ew… you make it sound like I'm the one getting married." she giggled. She got up and walked out of the room to the bathroom for a shower.
He chuckled then smirked, waiting for her, before realising she'd probably want to get ready in peace, so he got up, pulling on his suit jacket, and he walked out into the living room to pull on his converse and he walked out to the TARDIS.
He was back inside the flat before she'd even got out the shower, looking fresh in his usual pinstripes, a white shirt instead of the blue with a black tie. He walked into the kitchen to make them both a cup of tea, which he'd taken into her bedroom, waiting for her there.
Rose came back out the shower, a towel wrapped securely around her and she was in her dressing gown, her hair wrapped in a towel on her head. She sat at the vanity table, shaking her hair down and towelling it to get the majority of the water out and she picked up her hair dryer from the floor underneath the table and started to dry her hair.
He was sat on the bed, relaxing as he watched her dry her hair. "So how's it going to work today? We're going as friends, yes?" he asked. "And how will… the erm… you know… bet work out?"
"Yeah we're goin' as friends." she said, still drying her hair. "What bet? I said I'd prove your misconceptions wrong." she smirked "That's not till tomorrow anyway."
He nodded slowly. "Good. Good." he said, clicking his tongue. "Yeah, but I bet you can't keep your hands off me. Rather have me then him." he teased. "Am I joining in or watching?"
"Oh believe me, I can control myself. And I'm getting paid for this you know." she laughed. "Well that depends on who I get tomorrow. Like I said last night I only get some of the best. And he will be one of the best. And… we'll have to cross that line when we come to it." she smirked.
He raised an eyebrow, ignoring the jealousy. "Oh yeah?"
"Yep." she nodded, finishing with her hair, throwing it up in a messy ponytail and started on her make up.
He watched her still, smiling softly. "You don't need make up." he said.
"Yes I do. And you try telling that to any girl you meet. You'll get the same reaction." she said, carrying on.
She was right. Again. He nodded. "Right. I'll let you finish getting ready. Meet you by the door?" he asked, standing up.
"Yeah sure." she nodded, looking at him for a moment before returning to the task at hand.
He nodded and walked into the living room. He spotted pictures of her with friends, some of her and her family. He smiled a little. She'd really moved on, let herself be happy.
She finished getting ready and put on her dress, her shoves and have her hair one final brush through before walking into the living room after fifteen minutes.
He stopped messing about with things when he heard her come in, and he stood up, his hands in his pockets. "You look beautiful."
She smiled and blushed a little. "Thanks."
He nodded and offered his arm. "Come on then. Incredibly domestic, this." he laughed softly.
She laughed and took his arm. "Yeah, reminds me of when we were stuck on that planet in orbit around a black hole. And I scared you."
He smirked lightly at the memory. "Ah yes. With the Ood. And when did you scare me?" he asked with a raised eyebrow as he lead them both to the door.
"You're gonna have to settle down, get a house." she smirked. "You'd have to get a mortgage." she teased, grabbing her bag off the table before she shut the door behind them and locked it, walking down the stairs.
He shuddered at the memory, laughing and following her.
She grinned and walked outside, walking to the taxi and checked it was for her before she got in, looking out the back window to see another car pulling up behind the taxi. "Get in and we can go. She'll kill me if I'm late."
He beamed like a lunatic and jumped into the taxi, his eyes wide. "Haven't been in a taxi in… ooh at least fifty years." he said with a thoughtful grin, rambling as usual. Nothing changed.
She elbowed him sharply in his side. "He's over exaggerating." she told the driver as they were driven off. "Some things are best left unsaid. We are still on Earth you know." she hissed at the Doctor with a smirk.
He growled and rubbed his most likely now bruised side. "And you know you have extremely pointy elbows." he hissed back, smirking back.
"Oh, it's a shame I didn't aim lower."
"If you don't want me showing you up at this wedding, I'd behave, Tyler." he said sternly, a daring smirk on his face.
She laughed. "Me? Behave? Never!" she smirked. "I'm completely different now."
He looked at her appreciatively. "I can see."
"Not yet you can't." she pointed out.
"Because I'm not at work yet." She smirked.
"I'll just have to wait won't I."
"Yes you will."
He rose an eyebrow at her with a wicked smile.
She looked at him. "What?" she asked as the taxi rolled to a stop.
"Nothing." he said, getting out.
She rolled her eyes, paying the fare and got out.
Rose turned, grinning. "Hey." she said, seeing Bambi run to her and the pair hugged.
The Doctor stood, watching the pair of them.