Of course, there still is the Friday chapter ;) Sorry it's a later than usual. 

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"Of course Martha is my friend." Rita chuckled shaking her head at the previous comment he had made. "I just don't want her to know about... us yet. I don't want her to feel like a 3rd wheel all of a sudden." She explained hugging his side sitting on a sofa with the fire opposite them in the TARDIS library.

"You think Martha would think that?" He asked setting down the book he held in his hand placing it on the arm of the sofa turning to the Time Lady.

"You really are an idiot sometimes." She rolled her eyes at him. "I know she loves you, Doctor, you would have to be an idiot to not notice that, with everything that happened yesterday I just don't think suddenly springing it on her that her two friends who are aliens that she travels through time and space are now together."

"Well, now you put it that way." He hummed. "You do have a point."

"When don't I?" She chuckled placing the book she was holding down on her lap not interested in reading rather than just talking to him at the moment.

"You are very cheeky." He informed her.

"And your not?" She asked raising a brow.

"Not as cheeky as you." He smirked.

"You want to bet on that mister?" She raised a brow seeing him trying to challenge her

"I would never dare to challenge you to something like that." He paused then muttered under his breath. "Or anything for that matter."

"You know I would win." She hummed playfully kissing his cheek before grinning.

"If you say so." He shook his head as she rested hers on his shoulder sighing in the process while picking up her book again continuing to read as he did the same with an arm around her.

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"I told you we should have come earlier!" Rita groaned frantically looking outside of the taxi window quietly whispering to the Doctor. "We have a bloody time machine and you decide to take us to a time where we have barely any time to get there!"

"I know, I know." He muttered shaking his head. "We'll get to the hatching." He reassured her.

"Next time I'm controlling the TARDIS." She narrowed her eyes at him. Martha laughed at the two as they glared at each other. The Taxi then stopped and they sprinted out, Martha carrying a quiver of arrows as the Doctor and Rita both had longbows slung over their shoulders.

"Doctor! Doctor! Doctor!" They heard a woman shouting.

"Hello. Sorry, bit of a rush." He pointed in the direction of Martha. "There's a sort of thing happening. Fairly important we stop it."

"My God, it's you. Both of you." She looked between Rita and the Doctor. "It really is you two. Oh, you don't remember me, do you?"

"Doctor, we haven't got time for this." Martha reminded him. "The migration's started."

"And whose fault is it that we don't have enough time." Rita crossed her arms raising her brows at the Doctor who rolled his eyes at her in return.

"Look, sorry, we've got a bit of a complex life." He continued gesturing to himself and Rita. "Things don't always happen to us in quite the right order. Gets a bit confusing at times, especially at weddings. I'm rubbish at weddings, especially my own." He muttered the last part glancing at Rita who laughed recalling the memory when he accidentally got married to a woman they had met on a planet. Apparently saving someone's life was the way most people proposed to others there.

She shook her head. "I tend to have to constantly remind him to check that he is in the right year, doesn't listen much, at least I try." She shrugged.

"Oh, my God, of course. You're time travellers." She held a hand to her mouth. "It hasn't happened to you yet. None of it. It's still in your future."

"What hasn't happened?"

"Oh so finding out the future is okay when it is yours" Rita joked.

"Stone, Doctor, please. Twenty minutes to red hatching."

"Right!" Rita said a little louder than she meant. "Martha is right we need to go."

"It was me." The woman ran a hand through her hair. "Oh, for God's sake, it was me all along. You got it all from me."

"Okay?" Rita frowned turning to the woman. "What exactly did we get from you?" She asked. The Doctor nodded in agreement.

"Okay, listen. One day you're going to get stuck in 1969. Make sure you've got this with you. You're going to need it." She handed the Doctor a purple plastic folder filled with multiple sheets and what looked like photos.

"Doctor! Stone!" Martha reminded them.

"Yeah, listen, listen, got to dash." He told the woman taking Rita's hand. "Things happening. Well, four things."

"Four things and a lizard," Rita added groaning at how little time they now had left.

"Okay. No worries." She nodded. "On you go. See you around some day."

The Doctor turned to go before stopping and looking back at the woman. "What was your name?"

"Sally Sparrow."

"Good to meet you, Sally Sparrow."

They watched as a man holding a bottle of milk walked up standing beside Sally, she then took his hand, Rita held in a chuckle seeing the shocked look on the man's face. "Goodbye, Doctor. Goodbye, Stone." She then turned with the man heading into a DVD store. The Doctor and Rita smiled before turning and running after Martha.

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"Are you looking in that folder again?" The Doctor asked walking around the console before sitting on the grating beside Rita who was lying flat on her stomach with a lot of photos and lined paper filled with written and typed information sprawled on the grating of the console room.

"Mhm," she hummed looking up at him. "Our friend Sally Sparrow definitely was busy." She muttered picking up a photo which had the words 'Sally Sparrow duck now!' Written on a wall.

"I find it clever that she took note of all of this stuff." He said looking at some of the notes.

"I wonder how we got stuck in 1969." Rita shrugged collecting the papers and photos back up and placing them in the folder.

"Hmm so do I," he said in thought. "Something to look forward to." He grinned at her. She rolled her eyes not able to help but chuckle.

"I'm going to go and find Martha, promised to help her study, she may be able to go back home five minutes after she left with us but her memory won't as good."

"You're helping her study?" he asked.

"I may not be a Doctor or be the Doctor but I still know a thing or two about medicine.

"You may not be me but you're definitely my Stone" He smirked pecking her lips as she stood up. She laughed at his comment shaking her head before standing up and heading into the halls of the TARDIS to find the companion.

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"The TARDIS has locked on to something!" The Doctor shouted as the TARDIS began to violently shake. "It's pulling us there!" He shouted as the Time Lords were both thrown in the direction of the jump seat as Martha was thrown to the floor.

"Well hello." The Doctor smirked.

"Hi" Rita chuckled at how close the Doctor's face was to hers. He lent a little closer. Rita rolled her eyes and moved her head forcing him to kiss her cheek instead of her lips. Laughing at his pout she then suddenly jumped up hearing Martha's groan as she started to stand up as well. The Doctor narrowed his eyes at her for teasing him and then went over to the Y beam grabbing his long coat before taking the brunettes and helping her put hers on as she did the same to him.

"Where are we?" Martha asked brushing herself off.

"No idea." The Doctor shrugged placing out his arm for the Time Lady to link hers with his. "Let's find out." He grinned looking back at Martha and then to the Time Lady stepping outside.

"Oh." Rita frowned. "It's just an old house. Still, I do love a good mystery, what am I Scooby Doo?" She laughed. Martha joined in stepping beside the brunette.

"It's giving me the creeps, it's dark and there is an old house."

"Nah." The Doctor waved it off with the arm not linked with the brunettes. "Something obviously brought us here." He shrugged. "Let's go and find out."

"Andiamo" Rita muttered. The Doctor rolled his eyes at her walking with her as Martha followed them inside the house.

They walked in and the Doctor brought out three torches from his pocket handing one to Rita and one to Martha. They started to then look around, the house looked like it had been abandoned for years with old wallpaper peeling off and the floor stone cold.

The Doctor and Rita heard a high pitched scream from the room where Martha had gone to look in. They both darted for it and saw Martha stood there backed up against the wall with an angel made of stone by the window outside. "That can't be," Rita muttered staring at it.

"Don't blink!" The Doctor said staring right at it. "Don't look away or blink!" He then felt beside him trying to find Rita's hand. Slightly sighing when he did they intertwined their fingers together. The Doctor slowly walked over to Martha and took her hand as well. "We need to get back to the TARDIS." He calmly explained. "We need to go right now, but we can't look away or blink, not for a second."

"You two keep looking at it. I'll go and bring her here." Rita suggested letting go of the Doctors hand. He tightened his grip on hers. "No." The Doctor slowly stepped back against the wall. "We will go back together." He informed them. "Stone you will have to guide us as you're closest to the door. Martha no matter what keep staring at that angel."

"What is it?" She worryingly asked.

"It's a weeping angel." Rita started to explain slowly moving over to the door the Doctor followed her footsteps carefully Martha doing the same. "One touch and they send you into the past and let you live out a life, a life in the past. You eventually die and the angels consume the energy of the possible days you could have lived." She stepped out into the hall. "When looked at they turn to stone, but when you look away, close your eyes for a second and they can be closer than you expect."

"So we could be trapped in the past?" Martha worryingly asked.

"Yep."

"Isn't that meant to happen though? That woman she said we would."

"But she never said where, we need to try." The Doctor told her as Rita turned the corner. "We won't be able to see the weeping angel in a moment. We're close to the door, on the count of three we all run for the door and sprint right back to the TARDIS."

"Okay." Martha nodded.

"One, two, three!" The Doctor shouted. They then ran straight for the door running outside they headed towards the TARDIS. The Doctor then skidded to a stop pulling Martha and Rita with him.

"Oh my God." Martha gasped at the sight seeing multiple angels around the TARDIS.

"Keep looking at them!" The Doctor shouted tightening his grip on the Time Lady's

"I am Doctor!" Rita shouted.

"Maybe she was right." The Doctor muttered. "Maybe this is how we get trapped."

"But we could end up in different time periods," Martha said.

"Not if it's the same angel." Rita's eyes widened. "That's it!" She shouted. "We have to get touched by the same one!" She laughed slightly. "Touch the same one and we get put in the same year, same time."

"But which one," Martha muttered before snapping her head around and screaming. The Time Lords eyes widened no longer seeing her there and an angel's arm reaching out for the Time Lady.

"Well, sweetheart" Rita muttered. "I think we found the angel."

"On the count of three, we close our eyes at the same time." He told her.

"One."

"Two." Rita shakily said swallowing, the Doctor rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand trying to calm her.

"Three!" He then shouted as they both squeezed their eyes shut and felt pain surging through their heads as they stumble falling to the floor.

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The Doctor jolted upright then sighed seeing the brunette beside him and Martha not too far away. "God." He then groaned laying back down and touching his head in pain.

"Time travel without a capsule," Rita muttered. "Bloody painful."

"Careful not to move too fast, it will kill your head, give you a nasty headache."

"I wonder how you know that sweetheart" Rita teased. He rolled his eyes and muttered something she didn't hear under his breath.

"Are you two okay?" He then asked. "Martha?"

"I'm fine." She groaned.

"That's good." Rita chuckled then slowly sat up. The Doctor quickly did as well softly smiling at the brunette seeing that her eyes were filled with slight worry.

"It will be okay." He whispered into her mind.

"I don't like the feeling of just being trapped here." She admitted. The Doctor sighed taking her hand and bringing it up to his lips softly kissing the back of her hand before placing it on his cheeks. She smiled softly lightly rubbing his cheek with her thumb.

"It can't be so bad." He smiled softly. "I'm here aren't I?"

"That makes it ten times worse." She smirked. He narrowed his eyes at her playfully and leant in to kiss her before the two jolted away hearing the companion groan again.

"My head still aches," Martha complained. Rita chuckled. "Well, you have never used time travel without a capsule. It's worse the first time. Doesn't help when you move suddenly after it." She glanced her eyes over to the Doctor who rolled his at her.

"I'm guessing we're in 1969?" Martha asked. The brunette then licked her index finger before holding it in the air.

"Yep 1969, it's a Sunday." the Time Lords both groaned as Martha raised a brow at them. "He hates Sundays." Rita looked over at the Doctor. "I don't like Sundays too much either, what I really hate are Tuesdays." She shrugged. "Don't know why but I do."

"Enough about why you hate Tuesdays Stone." The Doctor slowly stood to his feet, helping the Time Lady in the process. "We're stuck here now."

"Great." She brushed herself off then helped up Martha. "Oh look at who will have to live in a house." She smirked remembering the Doctor's horrified face the last time when she was human. "Doors and carpets, Doctor." She hummed mockingly why smirking.

"Watch it." He narrowed his eyes at her.

She rolled her eyes then dove into her pockets. "Sonic." She pulled her sonic out of her pocket. "Oreos?" She pulled an unopened packet out. "Don't know how they got there." She shrugged. "Ah!" She then pulled out a small bag. "I knew this would come in handy one day."

"What is it?" Martha asked.

"A bag of money." She grinned opening the packet of Oreos before eating one then handing one to Martha. "What have you got Doctor?"

"Sonic screwdriver." He pulled it from his pocket. "Psychic paper. That's it."

"Well the money will help with somewhere to live, I'm making sure it has carpets just for you Sweetheart." She laughed. Martha frowned slightly not understanding the joke. "The Psychic paper will help with getting a job."

"Why would you need a job?" The Doctor asked. Rita then burst out laughing at him. "Oh, sweetheart." She patted his shoulder leaning against him. "Sadly I don't have an endless supply of money. By getting a job I'm talking about me and Martha, I don't think you would be able to get a job."

"I can get a job." he protested.

"I bet you can't." She mocked turning and heading down the street. "Come on Martha let's go and find a flat while the Doctor finds his own and earns enough money to live." She joked. The Doctor blinked for a minute not understanding if she was serious or not."Sweetheart, I'm joking." The Doctor then nodded and followed as Martha and Rita walked down the street chatting with the Doctor trailing behind them.

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Two months passed since the three were trapped in 1969, Martha and Rita had both managed to successfully find a job for them both, working at a small clothing store. Just like Rita had said the Doctor did not find any employment at all. The three were sharing a small two bedroomed flat. Much to Rita's protest, the Doctor had reassured her that he would be completely fine on the sofa. She, however, did sometimes coax him into resting in her room every few weeks, the Doctor would always rise way before Martha woke, he knew that Rita wanted them to get used to being 'together' something they both found quite easy with the friendship they shared but of course they were too embarrassed to admit it.

The Doctor repeatedly messed around with almost every object in the flat trying to improve or 'fix' it in any way, he also repeatedly dismantled items for his 'timey-wimey detector' something both girls were not happy about at all.

"Please don't try and start a fire today." Rita sighed feeling as if she was talking to a small child rather than her boyfriend a word they both were still coming to terms with even after at least half a month.

"You know I didn't mean it!" he protested raising his voice.

"I know, I just enjoy teasing you." She laughed kissing his cheek.

"I don't." he pouted. 

Rita sighed shaking her head at him. "You're such a child."

"And you're not?" He raised a brow at her.

"I'm not the one starting fires." She quietly remarked in protest.

"I heard that." He glared at her.

"Good." She grinned. "I'll try and come back for lunch so you're not lonely all day." She smiled warmly at him. "Martha shouldn't mind if I'm a little late." She shrugged.

"Rita I'll be fine." he protested.

"Sweetheart it's not you I'm worried about, it's the flat." She smirked.

"I don't think this is how relationships work Stone, I don't think you're meant to be horrible to the other."

"I'm no expert at them." Rita walked over to him. "But I think my boyfriend is smart enough to tell when I am teasing him." She smirked seeing a hint of red appear on his cheeks at the mention of him being her boyfriend. "I'll try not to cause a fire." He brought back the subject from before.

"Good." She kissed his cheek again.

"I only promise if I get a proper kiss before you go?" He cheekily asked smirking. Rita rolled her eyes and leant forward. "No trying to take the toaster apart again for your timey-wimey detector." She stopped inches from his lips.

"I promise." he breathed causing the Time Lady to shiver as his breath tickled her lips before he leant forward deeply kissing her. Rita slowly pulled away turning an ever so slight red at the smirk on his face obviously pleased with the kiss.

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Just as she promised Rita arrived back at lunch, she walked in seeing the Doctor slumped on the sofa in the same position she had left him in. His eyes, however, started to the door and lit brightly seeing the Time Lady walk in.

"Please don't tell me you have been sat there all morning waiting for me." She sighed sitting next to him.

"Possibly, possibly not." He smirked.

"Okay, you're coming outside with me to have something to eat." She took hold of his arm and switched the TV he had left on off with the other then grabbed her coat as well as his pulling him outside.

"If I didn't know any better it looks like you just asked me on a date." He smirked. Rita's eyes widened and frantically looked around at anything and everything but him. He chuckled at the state she was in and placed a finger under her chin forcing the Time Lady to look at him. "I would love to have lunch with you." He smiled softly before kissing her. After pulling away the brunette looked at the ground out of embarrassment of how much of an idiot she looked a few moments ago. The Doctor smirked knowing what was wrong and took her hand entwining his fingers with hers walking down the street.

"Doctor?" She looked at him as they walked.

"Yes, love?" He turned to her raising a brow.

"I think we should tell Martha." She then quickly added. "If you want to, because she's a really good friend and I feel so horrible sneaking around with you like this when she lives in the same bloody flat, but if you don't want to say then-" He placed a finger to her lips stopping her from rambling.

"Yes." he nodded causing her to frown. "Yes, we can tell her." He smiled removing his finger from her lips before continuing to walk down the street.

"But I'm telling her," Rita added after a moment causing the Doctor to chuckle and nod at her. 

"Of course."

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A week after the Time Lords agreed Rita arranged to have lunch with the companion instead of going out to lunch with the Doctor after what became a common thing in their uncommon lives. It slightly scared the brunette how calm he was in the situation. She didn't see him alone so that may have been when he let it all out, she deeply hoped otherwise.

"Stone!" Martha beamed sitting at a table in the small cafe close to the shop they worked in, Rita smiled waving to her friend sitting down on the opposite side.

"We haven't had lunch in ages," Rita muttered slightly blushing at the thought of who she was with instead. "Which is all my fault." She muttered.

"Why would it be your fault?" Martha asked.

"Do you remember when I said I loved the Doctor?" Rita seriously asked.

"In that cottage? Yeah, I do."

"Well, he sort of remembered me saying that." She muttered quietly just loud enough for Martha to hear. "And then he said he does as well... I made a real mess of things Martha." She chuckled. "I didn't think he did."

"And are you two...?"

"Yeah, we are." She nodded slightly smiling.

"I'm so happy for you both!" She beamed moving around the table and tightly hugging the brunette.

"Thanks." Rita chuckled blushing.

"Why did you say not having lunch with me was your fault?" Martha asked.

"The Doctor and I have been going out for lunch together." She chuckled. "It's hilarious watching him try to act anything near human."

"Like dates?" She asked.

"Yeah." She nodded. "I'm sorry for ditching you, Martha."

"No, no don't be." She laughed waving a hand and shaking her head. "This is most likely the small amount of time you two get to relax like this, enjoy it."

"Martha are you sure?" She asked.

"Positive." She nodded then sighed looking at the clock on the wall in the cafe. "I better go back soon otherwise I'll be late."

"I best go as well." Rita nodded in agreement standing up and waiting for Martha. The two then walked out heading back to their workplace.

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After another week of the Doctor repeatedly almost exploding the entire flat Rita decided it was enough, they had to start placing the 'clues' for Sally Sparrow. His 'timey-wimey' detector was going to be helpful in tracking Billy the man who was touched by a weeping angel according to the notes but they needed to write the warning on the wall at Wester Drumlin.

It didn't take them very long to find the exact room and wall of where the messaging Sally found was written. They then got to work and made the Doctor paint it on the wall seeing as Rita knew it looked like his handwriting. The Doctor soon finished writing the messaging and stepped back nodding at his work.

BEWARE THE WEEPING ANGEL OH, AND DUCK! REALLY, DUCK! SALLY SPARROW DUCK, NOW!

Below that read: LOVE FROM THE DOCTOR (1969)

"Love from the Doctor?" Rita stopped rolling out the wallpaper and raised a brow smirking.

"Jealous?" He asked raising a brow.

"No, I was just wondering why you didn't just put 'from the Doctor'." She chuckled.

"Well if you saw a mystery message on a wall behind old wallpaper with a warning and your name on it, you would be creeped out wouldn't you."

"Ah, you do have a point there." She nodded looking at his work.

"When don't I?"

"Carful there Doctor that ego of yours is getting bigger and bigger."

"When doesn't it?" Martha joked walking in with some more brushes and a pot of glue.

"Are you two always going to gang up on me?" He asked.

"When it comes to your ego, we always will sweetheart." Rita chuckled patting his arm.

Seeing the cheeky behaviour begin to rise the Doctor sneakily found some cobwebs when Rita continued with the paper he then patted her back transferring the cobwebs on his hand to the jacket she was wearing on her back. Martha chuckled at the sight causing the brunette to frown. "What did you do?" She narrowed her eyes at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He grinned at her placing his hands behind his back.

"Don't make me force it out of you Doctor." She slowly walked over to him. He swallowed hard seeing the mischievous look in her eye and backed up himself pressing his back against the wall. She stood inches from his face him looking down slightly at her feeling a little terrified for how she practically made him act like this. "Well?" She asked raising a brow.

"I-" he stuttered. "I put cobwebs on your back." Rolling her eyes she quickly kissed his cheek then walked away taking off her jacket and brushing the cobwebs off of it. "That wasn't so hard was it?" She smirked at how he was still standing pressed up against the wall.

Martha laughed at the two and shook her head. "I would feel sorry for you Doctor, but you did put cobwebs on her back."

The Doctor looked over at her glaring. Rita narrowed her eyes at him signalling for him to leave her alone. He sighed stepping away from the wall and picked up the paint brush he left on the floor and placed in inside the pot of glue, Rita and Martha then returned to wallpaper and started to place glue on it.

After finishing with their work the three stepped back and nodded. It wasn't the best wallpaper it glue but it would manage to stay up until Sally Sparrow found it. "Can we finally go now?" Martha asked picking up the pot of glue. "This place gives me the creeps."

"I think it's beautiful," Rita said in awe looking around. "Beautiful yet slightly creepy." She then picked up the photograph and note Sally had made. Holding it up Rita nodded in approval. The Doctor then took her arm as well as the pot of glue and the three walked out.

They returned to the flat and Martha headed upstairs to sleep due to them having to go to write it in the evening since both girls had work during the day, Rita walked in heading for the sofa before she was spun around and pressed up against the wall. Blinking in shock the Doctor smirked at her a mischievous twinkle now in his eye before he pressed his lips to hers deeply kissing her make the brunette's knees feel weak. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. After a few moments, they pulled apart practically gasping for breath madly grinning at each other. "What was that for?" Rita questioned between breaths her forehead resting against his.

"Because I love you." He grinned. "And for teasing me earlier."

"Oh, of course." She rolled her eyes. "It's always a competition with you isn't it?" She asked chuckling.

The Doctor didn't reply and just pressed his lips to hers again, moulding his lips with hers as she pulled him closer smiling into the kiss.