Title: Flipsided
Author:
betawho
Characters: Eighth Doctor, Tenth Doctor, Rose, Jack
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: This was written for the "Support Stacey Fanfic Auction" The winning bidder requested a romantic Eighth Doctor and Rose story. (This story assumes that Jack was not killed on the Gamestation and is still traveling with the Tenth Doctor And Rose.)
Summary: The Eighth Doctor and the Tenth Doctor are accidentally switched in time. While the Tenth Doctor and Jack, in Eight's Tardis, try to figure out what happened and get back, Eight and Rose have some trouble of their own when the Tardis is invaded.
Flipsided
He was a tall man of average height.
It was funny that that was the first thing Rose thought when she saw him standing outside the Tardis, because they were parked in 21st Century London, but he was dressed in a green frock coat, waistcoat and cravat, with a pair of soft grey trousers that did wonders for his legs.
The Doctor must have popped back to the Victorian Era and picked someone up, she thought. Typical, that was just like him. Pick some poor guy up out of his time then abandon him as soon as he landed. No doubt he was off somewhere having a nose round, or something had caught his eye.
"Hello, I'm Rose." She shifted the grocery sack to one arm and held out her hand. The man straightened up away from the Tardis. Yes, he really was a tall man of average height, he stood tall, and held himself well, and was beautifully proportioned. It was only when she saw someone taller pass behind him on the busy London street that she was reminded he wasn't actually as tall as he looked. He was yummy though, with sleepy seductive eyes and soft wavy brown curls.
His sleepy eyes widened alertly at her introduction and he gave her the most beautifully winsome grin. His hand engulfed hers and she felt a shock of awareness shoot up her arm. Oh yeah. Eat your heart out Jack, I saw him first!
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The adult warnings only cover two sweet kisses, nothing slashy or extreme.