Drabble Spree 2--Doctor Who--Doctor, Rose, and Jack Drabbles

[amberfocus]

I...I don't even believe it, but I've committed OT3.  Yeah, me.  And the worst part is, not once, not twice, but three times.  Since I believe in putting blame firmly where blame belongs, this is entirely the fault of wendymr.  Okay, and a couple of other enablers.  *laughs*  These are...teenish, I'd say.  Not that I'll make this a habit, but it was an interesting challenge.  Sorry if the formatting is a bit wonky.  LJ is being extremely stupid tonight.

For emraldeyedauter who wanted Nine/Rose/Jack and a jigsaw puzzle.
 

Pieces
 

Jack watches the Doctor watching Rose as he sits across from her at the table. Her concentration is focused as she searches through the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle spread before her, carefully fitting in piece after piece. He’s still trying to figure out how they fit together, the Doctor and Rose, and how he’s to make his place beside them. He wants to be a part of them so badly it almost hurts.

They both look up at the same moment. Rose smiles brightly and the Doctor pushes a chair toward him.

“Join us?”

“Don’t mind if I do.”

For imzadimylove who wanted Ten/Rose/Jack and bubbles.
 

Bubbles
 

Rose giggles as Jack’s mouth finds her stomach under water. He blows a raspberry against her skin and dozens of bubbles rise to the surface of the water. She squeals and begs the Doctor to come and rescue her. He dives from the dock and swims towards her with fast, smooth strokes, but when he arrives, it’s not to rescue her. He teases her back with his really great hair. Rose squirms and laughs until finally her men surface. The Doctor’s lips find her shoulder and Jack’s her throat and she finds that she no longer wants to get away.


For wendymr who wanted Nine/Rose/Jack and competition.
 

Competition
 

“Stop it!” Rose shouts. “Stop it.”

The Doctor and Jack turn to stare at her in surprise. She knows she sounds angry, but honestly, what is she going to do with the two of them? They’ve been arguing for an hour, trying to one-up the other and impress her with the most heroic feats and quite frankly she’s sick of it.

“This isn’t a bloody competition.” Her voice is quieter this time. “I love you both. I think it’s time that you learned to share.”

“You offering?” Jack asks.

She holds her hands out to both of them and nods.