The Lost Ships

Ice Cream

Martha walked through the door of the ice cream shop, the bell jingling as she entered. She glanced towards the counter and her heart caught in her throat.

Mickey Smith was standing there, ordering. He turned as he heard the bell.

"Oh, hey!"

"Hey." She made her way the the counter. "What are you getting?"

"Chocolate."

She poked him in the stomach, grinning, "Classic."

"Oh? What about you?"

"Strawberry." She admitted.

It was his turn to poke him, "Classic."

They both made their orders and walked out of the shop together, sitting at a picnic table, under an umbrella. They sat in silent for a while, eating their ice cream. Finally Martha spoke up.

"So, what have you been up to?"

"Trying to get a job mostly. I've been working at a repair shop, which is was my old job, so that's cool. But I really want to join Torchwood."

Martha looked up in surprise, "Really? That might be cool. I've been working there."

"Yeah, I know." He looked down at the ground, embarrassed.

She didn't notice how uncomfortable he was. "What makes you want to work there?"

"I worked at the Torchwood in the alternate universe so it's familiar and I enjoy it." He shrugged, "And I-" He stopped himself.

"You what?" She asked curiously.

"Nothing." He said quickly. Too quickly.

Martha raised an eyebrow, "You're hiding something."

"Well... I... I kinda also want to work there because I'll see you more often." He said awkwardly.

Martha stared at him, shocked. Mickey looked at the ground, growing more embarrassed by the second.

Finally she was able to speak, "Well, I hope you get the job. Because I'd enjoy seeing you more often too."

He looked up at her and grinned, sliding his hand across the table to take hers in it. They finished their ice cream, slowly, laughing and talking with none if the previous awkwardness.

When they finished he walked her home. She paused at the doorway. "See you around?"

"Yeah," He suddenly took her face in his hands and kissed her. She quickly melted into the kiss, stepping towards him and resting her hands on his shoulders.

When they broke apart he smiled, "Your lips taste like strawberry."

She laughed. "Just let me know if you ever want to taste them again."

He smiled, "I'll be sure to."

With that, Martha bid him goodbye and stepped through her door, closing it behind her.

A/N: I really hope I did them well, I was having trouble and had to go look at pictures of Martha to try and help myself (and I'm offline and don't have many pictures of her downloaded. The struggle is real). Those last few things they said were really a leap of faith for me, because I don't write things like that and it was very awkward for me... So I hope they were okay, I felt they were incharacter... I'd like to dedicate this to FuchsiaSong for requesting another Mickey x Martha and for being awesome, and voting, and commenting. Thank you so much!!