The Doctor's Daughter

Welcome Back!

"Rose," he whispered.

"Doctor, we can always go back if you want." I gave him a small sympathetic smile.

He wiped his face and took in a deep breath, "Oh you know I can't. Who do you think I am?" He chuckled lightly.

"You're an idiot." My smile widened and I shook my head.

"Allon-sy, Jenna," he said, walking through the TARDIS doors.

I rolled my eyes, but my smile stayed on my face. "Where are we going? And what are we going to do?"

"Well, I was hoping to see my old self somewhere in the streets. Probably with Rose." He turned around to face me and placed his hands on his hips.

"Won't that create a-"

"A paradox? Maybe, I don't know. I'd rather call it a… pair-o-docs," he cracked a smile.

"You did not just fucking do that! Oh my God!" I hit his shoulder. "I made that pun! You can't go around stealing people's puns!"

"Ouchie!" he pouted and rubbed his shoulder.

"Don't be a little girl." I rolled my eyes and turned around to close the TARDIS doors.

"Let's go, meanie." he crossed his arms.

"Where exactly?" I frowned.

"Jackie's place," he said, giving me a madman smile.

"Okay," I sighed and followed him when he started to walk.

We crossed a few streets and turned some corners, until we stopped in front of an apartment building.

"Who exactly is Jackie?" I looked at him.

"Rose's mum," he answered simply.

"Wow, okay. Do you, like, want me to wait outside while you do… whatever." I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not going inside. We're just going to, you know… look through a window or something," he mumbled, shrugging.

"Okay then. Stalker mode activa-"

"Woah! What is… this?" He motioned his hand over me.

"It's something I do when I'm stalking a famous person in their house. I never get caught." I cracked my neck and my fingers.

"We're just looking through a window. You don't have to do that." He looked at me like I was insane.

"Fine," I sighed.

He looked at me again, then headed towards a stair case. I followed right on his heels.

"What floor is she in?" I looked at the Doctor worriedly. I didn't want to climb a lot of steps. I'm quite the lazy ass if you ask me, or anyone.

"Oh probably the fifth floor." He made his voice high. Oh, I love it when he does that. It gives him away so fucking easily. He just won't get away with it.

"I would get tired by the time we get to the second floor! Isn't there an elevator I can take." I stopped walking and crossed my arms.

"There are no lifts, Jenna. Just think of it as a… workout. We'll get to their flat in no time." He started going up the steps.

"But I don't workout!" I yelled, following him.

"That explains a lot," he mumbled. Asshole!

"Hey! I play a sport!" I defended, still following him.

"Watching the telly and eating junk isn't a sport, Jenna," he laughed. I frowned and continued to follow him.