catch me if you can!

"I think I broke it."

"I just wanted to be sure, Doctor. That’s all." Rose smiled at him and held his hand. "I’m already over that jealousy part, Doctor. Do you remember when I first met Sarah Jane? Oh, I was so jealous. She was perfect, brilliant and knew you better than me. I’m not a sharing kind of person, I never was but going on some travels with Clara wouldn’t be a problem for me. Clara… She has a really beautiful name. I really look forward to meeting her. She must be brilliant." She caressed his hand. "Why would you ever worry about me, Doctor? I’m not that fragile, human, Rose anymore. You know that. Well, not completely but I’m sure you’ll be sure after doing all those tests." 

He gave her an understanding smile and put his hand over hers. “You know more than most just how much trouble a Time Lord can get into. And, if my guess is right, you’re most likely not a full Time Lord- or… rather a Gallifreyan.” He patted her hand and looked up at her. “It just sets my mind at ease, knowing you’ll be just down the hall.”

Rose found herself rejoicing because of his laugh. That was really strange. She couldn’t remember when the last time she was glad because of something like this. “Oh, I’m sorry about that. Everyone is talking about something about Broadchurch. A horrible story. I don’t know what they are talking about but I bet your partner was a part of it. I’m sorry that you lost your partner…” She really didn’t know the story about Broadchurch. After all the travelling she didn’t even know she choose this time period or this town. All of that was so random. She wished that she made her research before coming here. “Well, that was before women became more independent, detective. Today, women can invate a man for anywhere, anytime and anyhow. Of course you can be a gentlemen and invite me again, after this one.” She replied him flirtatiously.

"Yeah", he said, looking away for just a second. He missed Miller a bit, more than he would admit in any case. That, plus the fact that he was still feeling bad about her husband being the killer of that child. He wondered how she was going for a second, and then took a breath, trying to chase away all the memories of that sad, horrible case from his mind. "Alright then, I’ll do that", he said, nodding slowly. "You know what you want, don’t you, Rose Tyler?" he asked, his brows furrowing slightly.