It had been almost a year since Jenna's last day on Doctor Who and if she was absolutely honest with herself, she was still kind of missing it. The work itself, the running and above everything else she still missed Peter. Even though they saw each other occasionally and talked on the phone a lot it just wasn't the same. That was why Jenna was so happy that this convention in America was bringing them together once more, even if it was just for a weekend. Peter, Steven and Mark had arrived a couple of hours before her and now that Jenna had landed safely as well all she wanted to do was say hello to all of them, Peter being the very first name on her list. She dropped her bags on the comfy looking bed and whipped out her phone, smiling to herself as she did. It rang a couple of times until he finally answered her call.
“What room are you in?” she asked immediately, a broad smile stuck on her face.
“Jenna!” Peter said into the phone and he sounded so happy, if a little tired, “Have you landed?”
“Yep, just checked in. I wanted to say hello. What room are you in?” Jenna repeated her question. She could hardly wait to see him again and had already walked halfway back to the door.
“Erm,” Peter hummed something that told her he was thinking about the answer, “329.”
“That's right across the hall from mine. Can I come over and say hello?” she asked but when he didn't answer immediately she added: “Or is this a bad timing?”
“No,” Peter replied and cleared his throat. He sounded a little off, “Not at all. I was just taking a nap before you called but I'm up now anyway.”
All of a sudden Jenna felt a terribly guilty for calling him. She could've known he had been asleep, it was several hours earlier than it had been in England and the only reason she wasn't tired right now was because she had slept on the flight.
“Jenna?”
“Yes,” she smiled, her desire to finally see him again stronger than the guilt, “I'm coming over.”
When she stepped outside of her own room Peter had already opened the door to his and he was standing in the doorway, smiling at her. He really looked tired but also very, very happy to see her. Jenna grinned at him and crossed the hallway separating the two of them before she threw her arms around Peter in a tight and long hug.
“It's so good to see you,” she mumbled against his chest while he pressed her closer with his strong arms. Was it her imagination or had he been working out?, “I've missed you terribly.”
“I've missed you, too. Doctor Who isn't quite the same without you.”
“But still fun, I hope?”
They slowly started to loosen their grip on each other and Peter looked down at her, smiling. “Yes, still fun,” he reassured her, “The new one is absolutely lovely but she just isn't you. Wanna come inside? I want to hear what you've been up to.”
Jenna nodded and stepped through the doorway into a hotel room that looked exactly like her own, just a little messier. Peter had been here for a few hours and he had obviously made himself at home already, spreading his clothes and belongings over every available piece of furniture. Jenna sank down on the bed and watched Peter open the minibar.
“Okay, I can see vodka, a German herbal schnapps I can't pronounce and chocolate milk.”
“I'll take the chocolate milk, bit early here for unpronounceable drinks,” Jenna replied with a giggle and a moment later she was handed the drink. Peter sat down right next to her, trying to suppress a yawn that still came through but Jenna had stopped feeling guilty – seeing him again was lovely and it was probably even a good thing she had woken him or otherwise he might not have been able to sleep at night.
After shaking it properly they
It had been almost a year since Jenna's last day on Doctor Who and if she was absolutely honest with herself, she was still kind of missing it. The work itself, the running and above everything else she still missed Peter. Even though they saw each other occasionally and talked on the phone a lot it just wasn't the same. That was why Jenna was so happy that this convention in America was bringing them together once more, even if it was just for a weekend. Peter, Steven and Mark had arrived a couple of hours before her and now that Jenna had landed safely as well all she wanted to do was say hello to all of them, Peter being the very first name on her list. She dropped her bags on the comfy looking bed and whipped out her phone, smiling to herself as she did. It rang a couple of times until he finally answered her call.“What room are you in?” she asked immediately, a broad smile stuck on her face.“Jenna!” Peter said into the phone and he sounded so happy, if a little tired, “Have you landed?”“Yep, just checked in. I wanted to say hello. What room are you in?” Jenna repeated her question. She could hardly wait to see him again and had already walked halfway back to the door.“Erm,” Peter hummed something that told her he was thinking about the answer, “329.”“That's right across the hall from mine. Can I come over and say hello?” she asked but when he didn't answer immediately she added: “Or is this a bad timing?”“No,” Peter replied and cleared his throat. He sounded a little off, “Not at all. I was just taking a nap before you called but I'm up now anyway.”All of a sudden Jenna felt a terribly guilty for calling him. She could've known he had been asleep, it was several hours earlier than it had been in England and the only reason she wasn't tired right now was because she had slept on the flight.“Jenna?”“Yes,” she smiled, her desire to finally see him again stronger than the guilt, “I'm coming over.”When she stepped outside of her own room Peter had already opened the door to his and he was standing in the doorway, smiling at her. He really looked tired but also very, very happy to see her. Jenna grinned at him and crossed the hallway separating the two of them before she threw her arms around Peter in a tight and long hug.“It's so good to see you,” she mumbled against his chest while he pressed her closer with his strong arms. Was it her imagination or had he been working out?, “I've missed you terribly.”“I've missed you, too. Doctor Who isn't quite the same without you.”“But still fun, I hope?”They slowly started to loosen their grip on each other and Peter looked down at her, smiling. “Yes, still fun,” he reassured her, “The new one is absolutely lovely but she just isn't you. Wanna come inside? I want to hear what you've been up to.”Jenna nodded and stepped through the doorway into a hotel room that looked exactly like her own, just a little messier. Peter had been here for a few hours and he had obviously made himself at home already, spreading his clothes and belongings over every available piece of furniture. Jenna sank down on the bed and watched Peter open the minibar.“Okay, I can see vodka, a German herbal schnapps I can't pronounce and chocolate milk.”“I'll take the chocolate milk, bit early here for unpronounceable drinks,” Jenna replied with a giggle and a moment later she was handed the drink. Peter sat down right next to her, trying to suppress a yawn that still came through but Jenna had stopped feeling guilty – seeing him again was lovely and it was probably even a good thing she had woken him or otherwise he might not have been able to sleep at night.After shaking it properly they
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