The Doctor, despite the unfortunate story he had to tell Jack, and despite the fact that this wasn't going to be easy for either of them, felt almost relieved as he headed up to the door of the hut. Clearing the air, perhaps ( Read more... )

The Doctor, despite having run into Martha and having given her several pieces of his mind, was still ridiculously angry. Furious. But with Martha, he'd played it far more nicely than he needed to with the real culprit. They had too much history for niceties ( Read more... )

And now I've met Miss Jones
And we'll keep on meeting till we die
Miss Jones and I
- Rodgers and Hart, 'Have You Met Miss Jones?'The Doctor was, in a word, appalled. Sickened, perhaps, and disgusted and completely and utterly furious. And ready to punch a recently-humanised Time Lord in the face, or puke, or both ( Read more... )

The Doctor (and his hair) was awoke out of a sound sleep by the sound of fine pebbles hitting the porch outside. Letting Chase sleep, he poked his head out, dodged a new rain of pebbles, and then quietly slipped on boxers and a shirt before going downstairs and outside ( Read more... )

There were more things to do on one's honeymoon than have sex or lie about, and while that would have been just fine, occasionally one needed to stretch one's legs. Which was why the Doctor, clad only in boxer briefs, and Chase, similarly less than clothed, were on the beach as the sun started to set, playing a rough and tumble rugby scrimmage ( Read more... )

The Doctor inhaled again, sharper this time (everything was clear to humans, and he loved it, loved the way his hearts raced without warning, loved the adrenaline rush). He opened his eyes further and looked at Chase. It was an invitation.

Peter: You remember when we first met? It was on the beach. I thought you were everything I'd always wanted.
Mary: I thought you were so underfed.
The Doctor, when the talking was done, went down to the beach. He wasn't certain how much more talking he could do today, but this ( Read more... )

After a relatively restless night, the Doctor found himself not in the best shade of wakefulness when he went to boil up some water that morning in the fireplace. Coffee was necessary, that was certain, and while he wasn't as good as Ianto, it would do for first thing ( Read more... )

( For my own reference. Shoo. )