Chapter 13

                                    

                                          
Rose was not the kind of girl to go to clubs. At least not anymore.
                          
Back when she was just a teen she would, every week, hand in hand with Shereen. She'd usually go to see Jimmy Stone and his performances, his gigs. So many bad memories came out of it though, that she'd stopped going.
                          
Which is why it took Ianto and Toshiko nearly an hour to convince Rose to go out clubbing. When she finally gave in, they clapped excitedly.
                          
She was also not supposed to get drunk, maybe just tipsy; and yet there she was on her 6th glass of Martini, dancing to the blasting music of the club. She had forgotten how much fun it could be, with the right people that is. Her heart pounded to the rhythm of the song, and she jumped up and down, mouthing the lyrics.
                          
„I need a break." said Toshiko, retrieving back to their table. „Haven't known her to be so fun." she then told Ianto and Owen, plopping herself on a chair.
                          
Owen smirked at the image of the blonde jumping, her hair bouncing up and down, as well as her breasts, and..yeah, no. Let's just stop there, he thought. He sipped from his whiskey.
                          
„Guess she didn't have time to." Ianto replied. „'S nice seeing her like this."
                          
Rose tripped in her footsteps, her head was dizzy and she could barely see. So many lights, so many people. She lifted a finger to the bartender. „Martini."
                          
Gulping down the alcohol, she looked to her right, blurry images passing her vision. Then she paralyzed. Doctor?
                          
There stood a man, tall and broad shoulders, trench coat and glasses. She couldn't really see his face but...it had to be him. Doctor?
                          
She slid off her stool, walking wobbly towards him, hand keeping her steady as she held against the bar. Rose stumbled towards him and nearly fell before he caught her.
                          
„Woah, there there." he said, gripping her tightly around the back.
                          
„Doctor?"
                          
„I can be a Doctor anytime for you, sugar." the man smirked.
                          
She took his wrist, dragging him to the dance floor, continuing her dance, while the Doctor locked his arms on her waist. And they danced, at first, it was innocent and fun, but then she found herself grinding against his body.
                          
„What's she doing?" Tosh furrowed her brows.
                          
„Having fun." Owen laughed, taking another sip from his drink.
                          
„No, but she's not. She's...Oh my God."
                          
Rose grabbed the man by the lapels and into a deep kiss, her mouth exploring freely the depths of his. He touched her around the neck and then down her collar bone and breast. She threw her arms around his neck, pulling him in even closer if that were possible. Then she ran a hand through his hair. The kiss was devouring, with each second that passed she felt levitating. Or maybe it was just the Martini?
                          
„Rose!" Toshiko yelled her name and she pulled away to look at her. „What are you doing?"
                          
„Tosh! Look, it's the Doctor. The real Doctor! He came back for me!" Rose grinned.
                          
Toshiko looked at the man, he seemed to be in his 40. He had deep brown eyes and a scar along his face.
                          
„You're drunk. That can't be him, Rose."
                          
„He is! He said it!"
                          
„Listen, babe, I don't know you but my name's Markus." he tried to pull her back in but she jumped back.
                          
„What?"
                          
„That's it, we're going home." Tosh grabbed her hand, pulling her away.
                          
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