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dominique012) wrote2007-03-24 09:22 pm
dominique012) wrote2007-03-24 09:22 pm
Entry tags:
happy!who fic
Prompt: Kitchen
Pairing: Ten/Rose
Spoilers: None. Tiny reference to S1. Set sometime in S2. Just a glimpse.
Summary: My take on Jackie’s concern for Rose’s future with the Doctor. The Doctor reflects on Rose traveling with him. And wants to make Rose happy.
Note: More Happy!Who. It’s a bit longer than my other ones. Hope you enjoy it. Feedback/Concrit is most welcome. I’d really appreciate it, in fact.
Rose was sitting in Jackie’s small kitchen, sipping a cup of tea.
From his spot in the hallway, unseen, he had a nice view of her. He grinned to himself. Even though he didn’t do domestic, he didn’t mind the odd tranquil and cozy moment.
Sunlight poured in through the window, creating a bright haze around her. He could see steamy curls and wisps rise up from her tea, and he watched in delight as she closed her eyes and breathed it in, before taking a long sip and sighing, satisfied.
His reverie was broken by the sound of Jackie’s voice, heading towards him.
"Rose, love, are you—"
He had just enough time to steal away into a bedroom before Jackie reached the kitchen. When she was out of sight, he tiptoed back.
“…I was thinking,” Jackie was saying as he returned to his spot in the hallway. She clattered some dishes into the sink. “…Maybe we could all have a nice meal together tonight. I could make something special, or we could go out for a pizza. Mickey said he’d call. Why don’t you ask him too?” She gave Rose a bright smile.
“Oh..” Rose paused awkwardly. “I think the Doctor wants to get going this afternoon. Before dinner.”
“Oh.” Jackie placed a tea towel down on the table. Her smile vanished and her voice was cold, “He does, does he?”
The doctor heard Rose’s casual tone, but he saw guilt and something else—sadness—flash across her face.
“Well, you know, Mum. He doesn’t really like all this homey stuff.” She smiled half-heartedly.
“No,” Jackie retorted, “Why would he? It’s just your family. Your life.”
Rose frowned. “What’s that s’posed to mean?”
Jackie gave her a disgusted glare. “Oh, Rose! He goes, you follow. He tells you where and when, and you just drop everything.”
Rose rolled her eyes, “Mum..”
Jackie sat down opposite her daughter, a worried frown on her face. “What does he want for you, Rose? What does he have planned? Is this it? Traveling forever, you just trailing around after him, like some little pet?”
The doctor’s face darkened.
Rose looked aghast. She jumped to her feet. “You don’t understand at all! This is what I want. This life. We do so many brilliant things together, see the most amazing things. He’s taught me so much, about the universe, about people, about myself. I’m not his pet, I’m his best friend! We’re—" she paused, and then shook her head at Jackie’s questioning Oh yeah? look.
She continued. “-That’s what he’s offering me. This life, a chance to do this, to learn more. To see everything.”
“I see.” Jackie stood up, twisting the tea towel in her hands. “He’s teaching you the universe. And what are you teaching him, Rose?” She looked sad. “Anything? Just how to leave your life and your family and never look back?” She moved towards the doorway, leaving the kitchen.
The doctor dashed back to his hiding place. When he returned, Rose was sinking back down in her chair. She wearily regarded her tea.
+
It was wrong, so wrong. He slumped against the wall, running a hand through his hair.
A pet! He scoffed. Rose knew he didn’t think of her like that. He knew she understood.
Jackie’s words coursed through his mind. What had Rose taught him? He smiled and sighed. Jackie would never really understand.
How much Rose had taught him about bravery and loyalty. About how one tiny person could rush into a strange world and defend and save countless strangers. And she just did it! Fearless and caring and…amazing.
What else?
She’d shown him how to care for someone you barely knew. To want to be with them and feel for them, almost from the first moment of meeting.
There’s me, she’d said, and they’d gone to get chips.
And she’d been there, and saved him, so many times. And not just his life. His happiness, his sanity. With her love for adventure, for the unknown. Her sheer joy for living – with him.
He knew that she cared for him more than anyone else in her world. She showed him everyday. And not just with a look – he grinned to himself - or an embrace, but every time she just took his hand and left with him, silently saying she wanted to be with him.
He watched her now, raking fingers though her hair and glumly staring at a magazine.
He realized she would be feeling bad about what her mother had said, despite knowing that Jackie was wrong. She was giving so much of herself and her precious, short human life to him. He shook his head, bewildered. He was giving her a life of adventure, time travel, stars. But somehow, he wanted to give Rose something else.
+
He stepped into the kitchen. “Hello!” He said cheerfully.
She gave him half a smile. He frowned, “Now, that’s a long face!”
She shrugged, “It’s nothing. Mum.”
“Oh?”
She stood up and took her cup to the sink. “She wanted us all to do something special tonight. Like a meal, or something.” She looked up at him saying quickly, “I know you don’t really like that kind of thing...” She tried, unconvincingly, for a small grin.
The Doctor looked at her. He flashed her a wide smile suddenly.
“Jackie fancies something special tonight, does she? Shall we take her out somewhere? Chinese? Italian? Ooh! How about Thai? They have those little fish cakes…”
Rose smiled incredulously, “What? Dinner out? Here? With Mum - and Mickey?”
He shrugged. “Why not? Would you like that?”
Rose grinned, eyes bright again, and he felt an ache inside. “Well…yeah. I think she’d like that. So..yeah.”
“Right. Let’s do that then.”
She reached for him and pulled him into a tight hug. He smiled into her hair, feeling some of that tranquility return. She hurried out to find Jackie.
He stuck his hands in his pockets, and looked around the kitchen, a satisfied grin on his face. It was a start. A small start. And the rest, he’d just have to come up with as they went.
END
Pairing: Ten/Rose
Spoilers: None. Tiny reference to S1. Set sometime in S2. Just a glimpse.
Summary: My take on Jackie’s concern for Rose’s future with the Doctor. The Doctor reflects on Rose traveling with him. And wants to make Rose happy.
Note: More Happy!Who. It’s a bit longer than my other ones. Hope you enjoy it. Feedback/Concrit is most welcome. I’d really appreciate it, in fact.
Rose was sitting in Jackie’s small kitchen, sipping a cup of tea.
From his spot in the hallway, unseen, he had a nice view of her. He grinned to himself. Even though he didn’t do domestic, he didn’t mind the odd tranquil and cozy moment.
Sunlight poured in through the window, creating a bright haze around her. He could see steamy curls and wisps rise up from her tea, and he watched in delight as she closed her eyes and breathed it in, before taking a long sip and sighing, satisfied.
His reverie was broken by the sound of Jackie’s voice, heading towards him.
"Rose, love, are you—"
He had just enough time to steal away into a bedroom before Jackie reached the kitchen. When she was out of sight, he tiptoed back.
“…I was thinking,” Jackie was saying as he returned to his spot in the hallway. She clattered some dishes into the sink. “…Maybe we could all have a nice meal together tonight. I could make something special, or we could go out for a pizza. Mickey said he’d call. Why don’t you ask him too?” She gave Rose a bright smile.
“Oh..” Rose paused awkwardly. “I think the Doctor wants to get going this afternoon. Before dinner.”
“Oh.” Jackie placed a tea towel down on the table. Her smile vanished and her voice was cold, “He does, does he?”
The doctor heard Rose’s casual tone, but he saw guilt and something else—sadness—flash across her face.
“Well, you know, Mum. He doesn’t really like all this homey stuff.” She smiled half-heartedly.
“No,” Jackie retorted, “Why would he? It’s just your family. Your life.”
Rose frowned. “What’s that s’posed to mean?”
Jackie gave her a disgusted glare. “Oh, Rose! He goes, you follow. He tells you where and when, and you just drop everything.”
Rose rolled her eyes, “Mum..”
Jackie sat down opposite her daughter, a worried frown on her face. “What does he want for you, Rose? What does he have planned? Is this it? Traveling forever, you just trailing around after him, like some little pet?”
The doctor’s face darkened.
Rose looked aghast. She jumped to her feet. “You don’t understand at all! This is what I want. This life. We do so many brilliant things together, see the most amazing things. He’s taught me so much, about the universe, about people, about myself. I’m not his pet, I’m his best friend! We’re—" she paused, and then shook her head at Jackie’s questioning Oh yeah? look.
She continued. “-That’s what he’s offering me. This life, a chance to do this, to learn more. To see everything.”
“I see.” Jackie stood up, twisting the tea towel in her hands. “He’s teaching you the universe. And what are you teaching him, Rose?” She looked sad. “Anything? Just how to leave your life and your family and never look back?” She moved towards the doorway, leaving the kitchen.
The doctor dashed back to his hiding place. When he returned, Rose was sinking back down in her chair. She wearily regarded her tea.
+
It was wrong, so wrong. He slumped against the wall, running a hand through his hair.
A pet! He scoffed. Rose knew he didn’t think of her like that. He knew she understood.
Jackie’s words coursed through his mind. What had Rose taught him? He smiled and sighed. Jackie would never really understand.
How much Rose had taught him about bravery and loyalty. About how one tiny person could rush into a strange world and defend and save countless strangers. And she just did it! Fearless and caring and…amazing.
What else?
She’d shown him how to care for someone you barely knew. To want to be with them and feel for them, almost from the first moment of meeting.
There’s me, she’d said, and they’d gone to get chips.
And she’d been there, and saved him, so many times. And not just his life. His happiness, his sanity. With her love for adventure, for the unknown. Her sheer joy for living – with him.
He knew that she cared for him more than anyone else in her world. She showed him everyday. And not just with a look – he grinned to himself - or an embrace, but every time she just took his hand and left with him, silently saying she wanted to be with him.
He watched her now, raking fingers though her hair and glumly staring at a magazine.
He realized she would be feeling bad about what her mother had said, despite knowing that Jackie was wrong. She was giving so much of herself and her precious, short human life to him. He shook his head, bewildered. He was giving her a life of adventure, time travel, stars. But somehow, he wanted to give Rose something else.
+
He stepped into the kitchen. “Hello!” He said cheerfully.
She gave him half a smile. He frowned, “Now, that’s a long face!”
She shrugged, “It’s nothing. Mum.”
“Oh?”
She stood up and took her cup to the sink. “She wanted us all to do something special tonight. Like a meal, or something.” She looked up at him saying quickly, “I know you don’t really like that kind of thing...” She tried, unconvincingly, for a small grin.
The Doctor looked at her. He flashed her a wide smile suddenly.
“Jackie fancies something special tonight, does she? Shall we take her out somewhere? Chinese? Italian? Ooh! How about Thai? They have those little fish cakes…”
Rose smiled incredulously, “What? Dinner out? Here? With Mum - and Mickey?”
He shrugged. “Why not? Would you like that?”
Rose grinned, eyes bright again, and he felt an ache inside. “Well…yeah. I think she’d like that. So..yeah.”
“Right. Let’s do that then.”
She reached for him and pulled him into a tight hug. He smiled into her hair, feeling some of that tranquility return. She hurried out to find Jackie.
He stuck his hands in his pockets, and looked around the kitchen, a satisfied grin on his face. It was a start. A small start. And the rest, he’d just have to come up with as they went.
END
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xoxo
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This is wonderful. I loved it in the Christmas Special when they were having christmas lunch together, and I just adore the idea of him actually being domestic for once, for Rose's sake. Lovely ♥
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Thank you. I like the idea of him wanting to do something so simple, yet special, for Rose's sake. Glad you enjoyed :)
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He makes me sigh. How I love the fact that he's willing to be so... well, un-Doctor-like for her...
Lovely fic. Absolutely adore it!
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So happy you liked! Thanks for your comment :)
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:)
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