Breaking Point

Out Of Sync

Rose had just finished taking her shower and was drying her hair when she heard one of the Doctors come in her bedroom. She heard flop on the bed. It was like old times, she half expected him to be out there, fully clothed with his coat on, tapping his foot and being impatient to do something. She wondered idly which Doctor was out there, but then decided that it didn't matter, so long as that Time Lord got some sleep.

She still felt flushed. It had been a couple of hours since the flowers came off, shouldn't the effect be wearing off by now? She finished drying her hair and put her pajamas on, trying not to think about how nervous she was. Did she really just deliberately invite both of them into her bed at once? The image that popped into her mind was enticing. One in front of her, cupping a breast and kissing her, while the other was behind her, licking up her neck, a hand trailing down closer and closer to-

'Stop it', the logical part of her mind told the animalistic part. She stepped out of her en-suite, into her room, where she was greeted by an...interesting sight. He was on her bed, sitting up against the headboard, legs crossed at the ankles. He was in white with blue pinstriped pajamas, looking exactly like he had so long ago when he opened the double doors of the TARDIS and cheekily said, "did ya miss me?" For all she knew, they might have actually been the same pajamas.

She fought the impulse to go to her bed and climb up him.

He put a book down on the bed stand, and left his glasses on top, and she realized from the glasses that the man on her bed in his jim jams had two hearts.

Just after this realization, his counterpart walked in, wearing gray sweat pants and nothing else. Both men looked at each other, a look she couldn't decipher passing between them. Then the part human Doctor looked at Rose, and his smile became predatory. She couldn't help but sweep her eyes across his bare chest, down to the smattering of hair just above his waistband. He took note of the look she was giving him, and smirked. He came forward and put his hands on her waist, with his forehead against hers. They both then looked over at the man laying on the bed, who had been observing them.

"You know, those flowers were in everything we all ate and drank." He got up off of the bed and continued, "It was just tiny bits, but I could taste the oil from the flowers in everything."

"You ate a bit of everything," Rose observed, pulling back from the shirtless Doctor.

"I did." He nodded his head. He looked back and forth between his shirtless counterpart and Rose. She could see the gears turning in his mind.

"Out with it," she commanded.

Looking down, he asked, "Have you two-?"

"No," the part human replied, not letting him finish his thought.

He raised an eyebrow at them, surprised. "Why not?" he asked, truly confused.

Both of the people in the room with human DNA looked at him with an 'are you serious?' look.

"What?" A thought occurred to him. "You're not waiting on me, are you?"

The newer Doctor scoffed at that. "Did it look like we were waiting on you the other night? There's been no waiting, just interruptions and bad circumstances."

"I thought about it," Rose confessed, crossing her arms and not looking either one in the eye. "But I've learned that you never know what's going to happen, and life can be too damned short and 'm not wasting another moment waiting on anyone."

The part human Doctor reached out to Rose, put his hand on the side of her face, and gave her a small smile. She leaned into it and returned his smile. She was surprised when she felt the Time Lord's hand slip into hers, fingers interlocking. She looked over to him and saw the sad look he was giving her.