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When the Doctor finally let go, Jack staggered back.
The preceding argument was forgotten. Now he felt
like starting a whole new one. Beginning with...

"Where the hell did that come from?"

The Doctor actually had the gall to just grin at him.
"You didn't seem to mind just now..."

Jack felt behind him for a less cluttered section of
the TARDIS console to lean against. He was going to
need all the support he could get.

"Well, no. When a nice looking guy, who, by the way,
turns out to be a great kisser, suddenly starts the
smooches, protesting isn't generally the first thing
on my mind. But what about you and..."

"Rose." The Doctor finished the sentence for him. He
had finally gotten a grasp of the situation. For
someone generally so intelligent, he sure was slow where
the girl was concerned. The grin, of course, had gone.

"Exactly." Jack abandoned the support of the central
column, started stalking towards the Doctor. The other
backed away. "You just drew me right in between the two of
you. A position that, I assure you, is only comfortable
by mutual assent." He stopped. Now it was the Doctor
seeking support from the console. "What happened?"

Oh god, now the guy looked positively mortified. Who'd
ever think a 900 year old alien would need the facts of
life explained? Maybe he just didn't want to know.

Jack repeated his question again, a little less harshly
this time. The response was a long time in coming.

"It just...happened..."