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7. The Forgotten Memories - Part 2

"You're the one that kissed me." The Doctor stiffened mentally at that.

"That was a genetic transfer." While this was true he somehow couldn't stop thinking about how good that kiss had felt, ever since he had pulled back from it.

"And if you will wear a tight suit..." The Doctor stiffened a bit more at that comment, but this time not just mentally.

He turned to her. "Now... don't!"

"And then travel all the way across the universe just to ask me on a date." The Doctor mentally groaned, she was driving him insane with her comments.

"Stop it." He demanded, hoping that he could keep his dignity, which he certainly couldn't if she kept going on like this.

"For the record? I'm not remotely interested. I only go for humans."

He didn't know why, but The Doctor felt his hearts drop at that comment but kept his composure.

"Good. Well, then." The Doctor started naming things to distract him from the sadness he was feeling from that comment, well, at least he didn't have to worry about his dignity anymore.

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The Doctor and Martha had to share a bed in the Elephant Inn, somehow he was quite pleased with the idea.

"Are you going to stand there all night?" He asked Martha as she didn't join him on the bed.

This caused Martha to sit down on the bed next to him.

"Budge up a bit, then." He moves a bit to the left to make room for her, "Sorry, there's not much room. Us two here, same bed. Tongues will wag."

The Doctor tried to act like she hadn't made that comment, but his body certainly wasn't complying to his will, thankfully Martha didn't seem to notice that. So he started talking about what was going on to distract himself.

"There's such a thing as psychic energy but a human couldn't channel it like that. Not without a generator the size of Taunton and I think we'd have spotted that." He turned on his side to face Martha. "No. There's something I'm missing, Martha." She also turned to face him and this somehow made him a bit nervous. "Something really close, staring me right in the face and I can't see it." At this point the intimate position between him and Martha caused The Doctor to have some inappropriate thoughts and he tried to think of Rose to keep him off that track. "Rose would know. A friend of mine, Rose. Right now, she'd say exactly the right thing." His plan, however, wasn't helping much so he turned to lie on his back again before he did something he would regret. "Still, can't be helped. You're a novice, never mind. I'll take you back home tomorrow."

"Great." Martha said sounding annoyed and turned to blow out the candle.

The Doctor wondered why she was annoyed, he suspected maybe because he would take her home tomorrow but then he reviewed what he had said.

Oh god! Did I really just say that she wasn't nearly as good as Rose!?

The Doctor mentally kicked himself, he didn't even think that about Martha, she was brilliant and he had really just implied that she was worthless in his eyes?

He mentally cursed.

That's what you get if you try to distract yourself from inappropriate thoughts.

He wanted to say sorry but was afraid of her reaction, on the other hand, why would she be angry at him for apologising? So he decided to risk it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ...." He trailed off, not entirely sure what exactly it was what he had done, but he knew that he shouldn't have said what he had said. He sighed. "I didn't mean it like that, or... well... now... yeah, I didn't mean it like that."