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A/N: Well, here it is my friends, the sequel to Reunion, Samantha!!! I really hope that you all like this one as much if not more than Reunion, it has a little less action, little more humor and romance, but it's still freaking sweet in my opinion. I've hit a writer's block in the sequel to this one, so, if by the time you are done with this story and you have an idea you would like to see in the third, tell me and I'll see what I can do. Please read and review!!! And may your screwdrivers stay sonic!

Last time…

"Rose, please don't do this! Don't die! Please Rose, I love you!"

"My body changed so I could…"

"Have our child?"

"I'm a Time Lady, Jack."

"Oh Jackie, I'm home! Did ya miss me?"

"I'm gonna kill ya!"

"Rose!"

The Doctor spun around, his daughter safe in his arms, and watched in horror as Rose collapsed. He handed Samantha to Jackie and fell next to Rose, searching for a pulse.

"Rose! Rose, come on, wake up!" he shouted. When he found her pulse, he picked her up and started for the house. "Pete! Take me to Rose's room!" he yelled as Mickey held the door open for them.

"Is mummy going to be alright?" the Doctor heard Samantha ask from where she still stood with Jackie.

"Mummy's going to be just fine," he called. "After all, I am the Doctor!"

Now, the Doctor knew how helpless Rose felt when he was unconscious just after his regeneration. With this being her first regeneration, her body wasn't used to the strain it put on the person. In fact, the Doctor was surprised that Rose had lasted that long before passing out as she had, but she was Rose, she was strong.

So, there he was, sitting in a chair next to her bed. Pete had set up a little cot for him in the corner, but he didn't want to leave Rose's side. Everyone else had gone to bed, knowing that Rose was safe as long as the Doctor was with her.

Jack and Mickey had kept Samantha occupied until she went to bed. The Doctor was thankful, he was so worried about Rose that he wasn't sure what to do with his daughter.

"Oh Rose, you've done a fantastic job raising her," he said, then yawned. He looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was two o'clock in the morning and he hadn't slept in three months, he was due. The Doctor glanced at the cot in the corner, but then looked back at the bed where Rose lay. He kicked off his shoes, stood up and crawled into bed next to her. He lay there, staring at her and stroking her cheek gently. "You are incredible beautiful, Rose Tyler; it's obvious where Samantha got her looks from."

Then, he lay his head down on the pillow and went to sleep.

A few hours later, the Doctor woke up a tiny bit, only to feel a little weight against his chest, between him and Rose. Oh great, he thought to himself, we're being attacked. But when he opened his eyes to check, he saw something that melted his hearts. There, wedged between Rose and himself, was Samantha. Uncovered, she shivered in the cool night air.

Careful not to disturb her, he slid out of bed, walked over to the cot and pulled off the blanket. He walked back over to the bed and covered Samantha. Then he crawled back in a smiled as his daughter snuggled up against him. Rose was right, he didn't need to worry about being alone ever again and he went back to sleep with that thought in his head.

A/N: Okay, everybody go "Awwwwwww…" and review!!!