Hi, everyone. So I was going over this fic and decided it had been far too long since I worked on it (nearly five months, hasn't it?) I'm so sorry about that. I decided to go and rewrite what has been written to make it better and perhaps more believable. Don't worry, the premise is still the same, as is the setting and the storyline. And I swear it will be longer and better than those eight chapters that were there previously :)

And if you are new to this fic, I welcome you! Please leave me one of those nice little things called reviews and tell me what you think! :D

Chapter One

"Rose." His voice was a hushed, urgent whisper. "Rose, wake up." He gently touched her shoulder, and she was slowly shaken out of her dream.

"Doctor?" She asked sleepily, sitting up in the bed. "What's going? It's the middle of the night..."

"I know, Rose," he said, pulling on his trousers quickly. He switched on the bedroom light, and Rose recoiled back into the dark world of her pillow. "I've been called to come into Torchwood."

Arising again, Rose blinked. It had been nearly a year since she'd retired her position at Torchwood, wanting to give her full attention to their new upcoming family. Why would they be calling the Doctor, her human Doctor now? "Oh, yeah? How come?"

"I don't know. The personnel on the phone said something about a crack, but they were talking too fast and it was difficult to understand him."

Rose started to get up out of the dark blue duvet. "I'm coming," she said.

He looked at her and glanced down at her swollen belly. "You're not coming," he said determinedly. "You're pregnant."

She glared at him. "You're not going without me. We can't have Callie growing up without a dad."

He sat down next to her and placed a hand on her cheek. "Callina won't grow up without a dad," he promised. "It's not even a dangerous mission or anything. I'm going to go over there, check things out, and come right back home. You won't even know I was gone. I promise."

She shook her head defiantly. "I'm coming, Doctor, and you can't stop me."

He looked into her eyes, and relented. "Fine," he sighed.

The ride over was pretty quiet. The Doctor insisted on driving, even though he hated to. It had been a few hundred years since he'd had to - Well, in his mind, that is. Technically speaking, he'd only existed for a little over two years. He slammed on the brakes at every red light, despite the distinct lack of traffic.

"Oi! Oi! Pregnant lady over here!" Rose exclaimed after the third close call with a stop sign. "Remind me to never, ever let you drive again."

He grunted. "I hate driving. I miss my TARDIS."

"I miss it too," she mumbled. "Hell of a lot safer."

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"So what's going on?" Rose asked the second they were allowed into the base. The Doctor's hand found hers.

"You're the Doctor?" The guardsman said skeptically.

The Doctor sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yes. Well, sort of. Mostly. Depending on how you look at it. To myself, I am the Doctor and always will be the Doctor, but if you ask him..." He cleared his throat. "Anyway. Yes, I am the Doctor who was called in the middle of the night to come look at a crack something-or-other."

The guard raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, just let us in, Bill," Rose said.

Bill let them in.

The first thing Rose remembered seeing was a bright, white light. When her vision repaired itself, she saw many scientists and other people staring at and standing a considerable distance away from... a gigantic, bright crack in the opposite wall. Captain Jack Harkness - he had unintentionally crossed into the parallel universe a few months ago - was standing there as well.

"What the hell?" Rose murmured.

"I have no idea," the Doctor replied.

"John, Rose," A scientist came up to them. "We were beginning to wonder when you'd show up."

The Doctor winced. "Please, I know my artificial records say 'John Smith', but I do prefer 'Doctor'."

"My apologies. Do you have any idea what this is? The two of you have traveled more than anyone else in Torchwood; we were hoping you'd know something about it. It just showed up a few hours ago, and no one can fathom how it got there or why."

The Doctor let go of Rose's hand and walked closer to the crack.

"Doctor," she warned, a pit of unease growing in her stomach.

"It's okay, Rose." Turning to Jack, he said, "I've never seen anything like it in my entire life. Jack? Any ideas?"

The captain shook his head. "Sorry, Doc. If I did, they wouldn't've resorted to calling you."

The Doctor stared at the crack. "Has anyone tried scanning it for alien lifeforms or such things?" He reached out a hand to touch it.

Suddenly, Rose shrieked, "Don't bloody touch it!"

But it was too late. The Doctor yelped, and vanished. The crack closed.

"DOCTOR!" Rose screamed, trying to go to where he had been, but Jack held her back as the team ran to where the scar of the crack had been. She thrashed in his arms. "DOCTOR! DOCTOR, DON'T YOU BLOODY DARE DO THIS TO ME! DOCTOR!"

"Rose," Jack said softly.

"WHERE DID HE GO?!" She shrieked, tears streaming down her face. "DOCTOR!"

Jack released her, and she pushed past the team. There was no trace of him.

Callina Alexandra Tyler was born three months later.

Well, that's the prologue. I'm working on rewriting the other chapters. Be sure to tell me what you think :)