The Dragon Awakes: Doctor Who AU

Chapter 3

She watched as the door to the blue box opened, and, out stepped The Doctor, clad in a leather jacket, a dark maroon t-shirt, dark jeans and his boots. "Doctor." Angel breathed gently.

"Angel!" Rose practically hissed, and rolled her eyes, going after her friend. She found them both standing in the foyer, the Doctor with a slightly confused, nonetheless happy look on his face. "Hello, Doctor."
"We're all charged up!" the Doctor exclaimed happily, his northern accent thick. "And Rose! You never told me you knew Angel; how do you know 'er?"
Rose grinned suddenly, nervousness forgotten in the ease of their usual banter. "Oh, you're not so impressive when I know more than you, ae?" she teased him. She moved to stand beside Angel and linked arms with her. "Angel here's my best friend; we went to high school together, 'cept we kinda lost touch when I dropped out..." Rose shot an apologetic look at Angel. "Again, sorry 'bout that."
"Well, tha' worked out well, then!" The Doctor grinned excitedly and rubbed his hands together. "Shall we be off?" He nodded towards the TARDIS and patted her side. "She's all ready to go."

Angel smiled to The Doctor, he hadn't changed one little bit. Still the same old Time Lord she remembered.
"You guys cant leave yet, come on, its been years since I've had anyone else in the house. At least stay until the storm stops." She looked to the Doctor, "You haven't seen my home have you? Come on, I've got hot chocolate."
"I don't do dome-" The Doctor started to protest, but Rose silenced him with a look. Angel left, heading back to the kitchen, and Rose punched him lightly on the shoulder.
"Come on, one hot chocolate won't hurt; plus, she's my best friend," she told him. "Don't be rude. Let's just stay, for a little bit. Please?" She widened her hazel eyes up at him hopefully, giving him a big smile, her tongue poking out from between her teeth. The Doctor rolled his eyes exasperatedly.
"Fine," he sighed, and allowed Rose to lead him by the hand into the kitchen. "One hour. Got it?" Rose just chuckled; they would definitely be there longer than one hour, and they both knew it.

Angel poured the boiling water into the now three cups of hot chocolate, looking up when Rose and The Doctor came in, hand in hand and she smirked, stirring the hot chocolate slowly.
"Rose, you want milk in your hot chocolate? Doctor?" Leo and Miko were watching the Doctor's every move.
"Milk for both, please," Rose responded easily, glancing up at the Doctor for confirmation. He wasn't paying attention; it seemed he was in a staring contest with the two dogs. Rose went to sit on a stool next to Angel, watching him.
"What're you lookin' at, then?" the Doctor questioned the dogs, and Leo barked twice. The Doctor gave an affronted look. "I did not! They made me!" he said, sounding offended as he gestured towards Rose and Angel, who were watching the exchange with amused expressions. Miko barked this time, then Leo again, and the Doctor held up his hands in gesture of surrender. "Only an hour, I swear it," he told them, nodding. The dogs stalked off, shooting him twin wary glares. Rose burst out laughing.
"You speak dog?" she asked in between laughs. The Doctor managed to look highly offended at her laughing at him, and also grin in delight at the smile that lit up her face.
"Yes, I do," he replied, sounding dignified. "TARDIS taught me." He eyed a cup. "That mine?"

Angel chuckled, shaking her head some at the Doctor. He never failed to amaze her, after knowing him for as long as she had.
"Yeah, it's yours Doctor." She took the whipped cream out, putting some in her cup, along with some marshmallows. She passed Rose both, seeing the Doctor looking through her sketchbook.
"Come on, then," Rose said to him, tugging on his leather jacket. She picked up their two cups and brought them over to the couches, setting the Doctor's down on the coffee table and keeping hers close, warming her hands on it.
"These are good," the Doctor commented, following Rose absentmindedly and sitting close beside her on the edge of the couch, back straight.

He squinted at the page. "Is my nose really that big?"
Rose giggled and nudged him with her foot.
"Stop being nosy and drink your hot chocolate; who said you could look in there?" she admonished, slipping it from his hands and placing it closed beside her. He took his cup but didn't drink any, and just sat there, awkwardly. Rose had to stifle another giggle. "You really don't like domesticity , do you?"
Angel put the milk away, coming out to the living room as…a lightning bolt struck a tree near the house, making Angel jump.
"Good grief!" She sat down on the couch, chuckling at the Doctor. "Take a drink Doc, come on, its good, I promise." She hated to admit it, but she had missed The Doctor, with him in her home, it just felt…right.

Rose flinched at the lightening too, able to see it clearly from where she was sitting. The Doctor frowned at Rose, eyed his drink and took a sip tentatively. A grin spread across his face.
"That stuff is fantastic!" he exclaimed, and took another sip. Rose chuckled quietly and sipped her own drink, watching the rain steadily pound against the windows. "So, Angel," the Doctor said conversationally, looking around the room. "What've you been doing the past few years? You're lookin' better than the last time I saw you." His gaze turned somewhere between stern and concerned.

Angel chuckled at his reaction to the hot chocolate.
"I've been doing well, I actually just came home from overseas. You're looking at a second leftenant in the Marines." She lifted her dogtags out from under her shirt, tossing them to him as she took her sketchbook from Rose, putting it back on the table.
He caught them with one hand and examined them, looking surprised.
"Good for you, then," he commented, lightly tossing them back. The Doctor seemed to have exhausted his supply of conversation starters, and for a while the only sound in the room came from the rain, thunder, and Rose softly blowing on her hot chocolate. There would be a flash of lightening every so often, and it would send a chill down her spine; she loved insane weather but only when she was inside and protected from the elements.

Angel caught her tags, putting them back on.
"Doctor" she looked to him. "I know you don't do domestics, but, would it be alright, if I come with you and Rose? I miss that life, and I miss my best friend, both of them." She looked to Rose and to The Doctor. "So would it be alright if I come with the both of you?"
Angel really hoped the Doctor would let her travel with him and Rose, she missed them, both of them. She had the training and the skill that the Doctor knew he needed, hell, he'd seen it himself when she traveled with him before. She was good with electronics and could hack into anything, hell, she almost did it to the TARDIS.

Rose turned to the Doctor hopefully, pulling puppy eyes at him.
"Yes come on, Doctor, please?" she said, her excitement at the prospect lighting up her face. The Doctor rolled his eyes, shrugged nonchalantly, then grinned at the two of them.
"Course, why not?" he said with a wide grin, slightly bemused at their excitement. Then he frowned. "But no more domestics," he conditioned, his gaze sweeping the room again. "I can barely sit still." He placed his empty cup on the coffee table and jumped to his feet, holding a hand out to Rose. "Come on then, we 'aven't got all day!"
"Oi, watch it, Doctor!" Rose gasped; she almost lost the remnants of her hot chocolate over the couch as the Doctor pulled her to her feet.

Angel smiled to The Doctor.
"Thank you Doctor, so much." She stood, going to make a few calls so her home and her dogs would be taken care of. "I'm gonna head upstairs and pack. Rose, care to join me?" She then moved upstairs to pack her clothes. She also packed her wolf blanket, rolling it up and stuffing it into the bag. She pulled a few…..throwing knives from a secret compartment in her closet, along with a sword and a collapsable staff. She hid the sword as Rose came into help.
"Behave," Rose told the Doctor with a grin, pointing at him, and followed Angel upstairs. Entering her best friend's room, she slowed, examining the old snapshots from their days at high school. She fingered a framed one; both girls were younger and grinning carelessly at the camera. "We're both so different now," Rose murmured, caught up in memories. She went over to Angel, who was just zipping up her bag. "Here, I'll take this down to the TARDIS and you sort out whatever you need to for the dogs." Rose hooked her arm through the straps and heaved it onto her back, shooting Angel a confused look when the sound of metal clinking together came from the pack.

Angel didn't answer, moving back downstairs to take care of Leo and Miko. She let them out to use the bathroom, then let them back in, telling them to stay when they got to their beds. She moved to the front hallway, grabbing her duster and put it on, along with her boots. She tied her boots and stepped into the TARDIS, smiling to Rose and The Doctor.
Rose grinned back, tongue in teeth, and hopped up onto the jump seat, watching the Doctor bustle around the console. "Where we off to then, Doctor?" she asked, swinging her legs.
"Thought we'd stick her on random," the Doctor said. Then he grinned. "Unless you have a suggestion?"
Rose shook her head. "Nope, random's fine by me. Oh and Angel, I put your bag over there," she told Angel, pointing to one of the coral supports. "It's really heavy," she added, seeing if Angel would comment.
Angel smiled, seeing her bag.
"Thanks Rose." She moved to her bag, patting the coral strut gently, hearing the TARDIS groan in response. "Yes its good to see you too. Where did you put my room this time?" The TARDIS groaned, Angel nodded. "Near the library, perfect spot, thanks girl." She picked her bag up, heading out of the console room and down the hall, out of sight.