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Thirteen/Rose, number 13, please!

13. dealing with a particularly hot summer

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Rose swung the door open with her foot, picking up the grocery bags she dropped on the floor. They had a small flat, almost suffocatingly small, but they made it cozy for the both of them. “I’m back!”

A blonde lump on the floor groaned. “It’s hot.”

Their building shut off the air conditioning for the day, and the open windows and little house fan didn’t help with the heat at all. 

“Tell me about it.” Rose plopped the grocery bags on the kitchen counter, stocking up their empty fridge before everything turned to mush. Arms wrapped around her from behind, Jane’s chin resting on her shoulder. 

“Did you buy ice cream?”

Rose rolled her eyes. A maddening sweet tooth, her Jane had. “Better hurry before it melts.”

She shuffled the contents of the lag bag around until she found the tub of ice cream, which Jane immediately took from her hands and grabbed two spoons from the drawer. Rose felt sticky from all the sweat, so she went to their room to change and returned to her girlfriend sitting on the floor with a chocolate covered spoon in her mouth.

They sat together on the fuzzy rug, sharing their icy treat against the hottest summer in London. The telly had an old sit com playing, filling the stuffy air with bad jokes and their soft giggles.

“You ever think things would be different?” Jane asked suddenly.

Rose spooned another scoop of chocolate ice cream. “Different how?”

She paused, which made Rose stop too. She was acting strange, like her mind was going a million miles an hour and she couldn’t catch up to it. “Maybe if we didn’t settle down in a flat or something... I dunno. I have a feeling.”

“Do you... do you want it to be different?”

Of course she would get antsy, Rose thought. Their small flat and boring jobs, drinks with coworkers and the daily routine. It wasn’t Jane’s idea of a satisfying life. It wasn’t hers either, in truth.

But they were ordinary, her and Jane, just short of fantastic.

Jane took her hand, like she knew what she was thinking. “I wouldn’t trade this for the world.”

She pulled her into a crushing hug, one the Rose melted into. Rose’s eyes were drawn to an old watch on their coffee table, the clock in her mind counting down the days until her Doctor came back.

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«Gathering his wits, [the Doctor] raised his fist to rap at the door. Before he made contact, the door opened to reveal a rather harried looking family, all bundled into warm clothing and staring at him in shock. The blonde woman was gaping, a ginger-haired man looked at him quizzically, the small boy mirroring his expression from underneath his rather impressive octopus costume.

"Um," he began before beaming at them brightly. "Hello! Is Rose in?"

"Where the f[***] is my fu[***]ng coat?" the voice he hadn't heard in so long called from inside the flat. She finally came into view, and he drank her in like a man dying of thirst. She was gorgeous and glowing in a red cowl-necked sweater and simple black trousers, her hair loose and flowing around her shoulders. His fingers practically itched to run his fingers through the golden strands, but he held himself back as her shocked gaze met his.

"Hello," she muttered, her gaze not wavering from his.

"Hello," he replied, completely awestruck for a moment before bringing himself back to the present. "Um...sorry, I just needed...Rose..."

"It's the bleedin' prime minister!" the woman who was presumably Rose's mother screeched.

"Yes, Jackie, I think we can see that..." the man replied.»

- Dickens and Downing Street, by @aintfraidanoghosts, @kelkat9, & @lunarsilverwolfstar (Chap.1)

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«"Rose," [the Prime Minister] said and there was something the way he said her name that was different. She liked it and couldn't help but smile at him in a friendly un-housekeeper like way.

"Yes, Prime Minister?"

"Doctor, call me Doctor. Only boring people call me Prime Minister and you are not boring.

"'Kay," she said, still smiling and looking into his brown eyes and finding a connection. It was weird to her since he was so out of her league and yet she felt so comfortable with him.

"Promise me I can find you in my library every morning. I mean, just to talk of course. Not to…" he babbled and let go of her hands to tug at his hair nervously.

"Sure, I'd like that. I'll make sure it's on my schedule. "

"Brilliant!" he said. "And feel free to borrow any book you like! Although, I'd avoid political science. Scary stuff in there!"

She laughed again. "Thank you, Doctor. I promise to take good care of anything I read."

He grinned back at her. "Right! I should get on with my day then and I'll see you tomorrow." He turned to leave and Rose went back to work.

He popped back in. "Just in case you were interested, Harry Potter, second shelf from the top. Just try to ignore J.K's notes. Wouldn't want you to get too spoiled!" He then bounded out of the room.

Rose stood there grinning and feeling a bit of a glow. She'd just met the Prime Minister of Britain and he was good looking, nice and a bit of flirt! She liked this job already!»

- Dickens and Downing Street, by @aintfraidanoghosts, @kelkat9, & @lunarsilverwolfstar (Chap.1)

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«Curious, [the Doctor] opened the card and nearly dropped it at the first sight of familiar, loopy handwriting.

Dear Doctor,

Merry Christmas, and I hope you have a very happy New Year. Oh, that's complete rubbish, isn't it?

He grinned, imagining Rose's exact tone of voice saying the same thing and continued reading.

I don't really know what I did or why I upset you, but I guess I never thought I was good enough for you anyway. It made it easy to walk away. But no matter what happens, please know that I am (and always will be) yours.

Love,

Rose Tyler

PS Have Sarah Jane choose your ties, yeah? Every time I see you you're clashing.

He chuckled a bit even as he blinked back tears. She really thought she wasn't good enough for him? Oh, Rose. It was he who didn't deserve her. Didn't deserve her kindness, her smile, her love...

Before he could overthink things, before he could talk himself into making the second biggest mistake of his life, he grabbed his phone and punched in the familiar numbers. "Sarah Jane? I need a car. Right now, thanks."

He hung up before he heard Sarah Jane's retort of, "It's about time." Sarah Jane knew whose card had been in that stack and she had hoped this would be the reaction. She smiled as she dialed up his car service. Even Prime Minister's needed a nudge every now and again.»

- Dickens and Downing Street, by @aintfraidanoghosts, @kelkat9, & @lunarsilverwolfstar (Chap.1)

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«[Rose] tugged [the Prime Ministre] close as the song came to a finish, brushing her lips across his ear as she whispered, "I love you, John Smith."

He gasped and without thinking, without hesitating, pulled her in for a deep kiss. Her fingers instantly found his hair and he groaned, the feel of her lips on his after so long nearly causing his knees to give out. Their tongues dueled and he gripped her as close as possible, vowing not to ever willingly let her go again.

He barely registered the curtain in front of them rising, their dark little area gradually brightening as the music came to a stop and the entire auditorium went silent. Lips still attached to Rose's, hands still cupping her face, he turned in time to see every eye on them, mouths agape, phones clicking, and he also managed to make out Donna's triumphant smirk from her place in the third row.

He pulled away from Rose, not relinquishing her hand but rubbing his free one over the back of his neck. "Right! Yes...well then..."

"What do we do now?" Rose whispered, trying in vain to neaten the red lipstick that had smeared over her mouth.

"Smile," he whispered back, gripping her hand and raising his free one in a friendly wave. "Wave. Bow."

Rose did all these things turning into his side and trying to ignore the dozens of camera phones fixed on them. She smiled, despite the mess they were in, so deliriously happy that she couldn't contain it.

"And now, Rose Tyler," he murmured into her hair. "We run."»

- Dickens and Downing Street, by @aintfraidanoghosts, @kelkat9, & @lunarsilverwolfstar (Chap.1)

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«About half an hour later [the Doctor] suddenly spotted Rose, serving nibbles! Rose and nibbles, his favourite things in the world. As his mind suddenly wandered into combining the two, the Doctor didn't notice the President had seen him looking at her or the smirk that spread across the American's face.

The Doctor did notice, however, when the older man suddenly began speaking with his- with Rose. At first, Rose only smiled politely, but then he noticed her grinning and he watched, eyes darkening, as she began flirting. Right in front of him! With all these other people here! What was worse was that he had caught her in an out-of-the-way corner, yet he could easily see everything from where he was. Something clawed at his chest and he inhaled sharply through his nose to suppress the feeling.

Rose, on the other hand, was trying to excuse herself from this man, the President's, presence. When he first came towards her, she thought he was only going to grab a tea sandwich before moving on. Instead, he lingered and began speaking with her. Hiding her shock, she did her best to smile politely and nod, trying her best to listen at what he was saying. She really had little interest in politics, no matter that she worked in 10 Downing. It was just a job. She'd much rather be spending time with the Doctor in his room as he read her the final book of Harry Potter or watching the new BBC drama on telly, knowing he loved them no matter how much he complained. But the Doctor was Prime Minister, wasn't he? So maybe she did hold a little interest in politics. Her tongue stayed between her teeth

The Doctor could swear he saw red as he saw her teasing tongue poke out between her plump lips. That was his smile she was giving the President! The man was twice her age, for Pete's sake! He was just about to stroll over and snatch her away when his PR notified him that he was to start in five minutes. From the corner of his eye, he watched someone approach the President also. His eyes connected with hers and he saw her quirky smile directed at him, along with a playful gleam in her eyes. However, instead of calming him down, it enraged him further. Is that what she got up to? Seducing men of power? Though he knew he shouldn't go up in front of live television right now, steaming as he was, he did.»

- Dickens and Downing Street, by @aintfraidanoghosts, @kelkat9, & @lunarsilverwolfstar (Chap.1)

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