Prologue

It was early morning on the TARDIS and more importantly, it was Rose's birthday. She opened her eyes and yawned as she stretched and looked around. She could hear the familiar and comforting wheezing of the TARDIS, so commonplace to her now it was almost like white noise. But as she sat up in bed, she heard something else and she swore it was the melodic music of a violin. She was about to go over and open the door to see if she was hallucinating when the door suddenly opened and the Doctor strolled over to her bed, playing a soothing tune on a Stradivarius.

Rose grinned as the Doctor stood by her bed and played a cheerful melody for her before he switched to playing Happy Birthday.

"Didn't know you could play the violin," she said after he finished and she clapped.

"I can play many things, poppet," the Doctor said. "You don't know everything about me, you know."

She laughed when he played the Jaws theme song on the violin before reaching into his pocket, pulling out an envelope and laying it in her lap. He patted her head and went out the door, playing a mournful melody. Rose watched him go, her heart filled with love for him while his violin music echoed down the hall. She looked down at the envelope and opened it up. She gasped when she pulled out a birthday card in the shape of the TARDIS. She admired it for a moment before opening it up. She chuckled when she saw a photo of the Doctor sitting in his jump seat on the left side of the card. On the other side of the blank card, the Doctor wrote her a note in his elegant handwriting.

GOOD MORNING, FAITHFUL COMPANION,

THIS IS THE DOCTOR WISHING YOU A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY. NOW THAT YOU HAVE OPENED UP MY TARDIS AND SAW ME INSIDE, THERE IS NO BACKING OUT. YOU MUST COME WITH ME ON A FABULOUS BIRTHDAY ADVENTURE. SO MY PARTNER IN CRIME, GET DRESSED, GET OUT HERE AND LET'S GET GOING.

YOURS,

SIR DOCTOR OF TARDIS, ESQ. (and yes, I am a licensed solicitor.)

Rose giggled after reading that. She looked at the photo of the Doctor on the jump seat and touched his face, thinking to herself how handsome he looked in the photo and how lucky she was to be his traveling companion. While she was gazing at his face, she was jerked out of her reverie by the sound of a bass drum booming. The Doctor came into the room, bass drum strapped to his chest while he beat on both sides with large drumsticks.

"Oi! Get out of here with that!" Rose said, laughing.

The Doctor stopped the banging.

"Have you read the card?" he asked.

"Yes, I have."

"And…"

"I want to do it."

"Then…why are you still in bed? Come on, up and at em!" he yelled before he began beating the drum again.

"Alright, alright, I'm up!" Rose said with a grin as she got out of bed.

The Doctor stopped pounding the drum and gazed at her lavender nightdress. Rose noticed him ogling her clothes and pointed her finger at him.

"Oi, get out!" she said.

She walked over to her chest of drawers to get her outfit. She opened the top drawer and grunted when the Doctor rammed the bass drum into her back.

"Hey, I can't see what you're doing because this bass drum is in the way," the Doctor said.

Rose laughed when he lightly bumped her back over and over with the drum.

"Do you want me to do this or not?" Rose said over her shoulder.

"I want to watch. I'm making a study of human dressing habits and this is a golden opportunity."

"Yeah, sure it is. Out!" Rose teased.

She laughed when the Doctor turned and banged the drum all the way out the door. She chuckled to herself while she pulled out some underwear and socks and prepared herself for a shower.