A/N In this story, 10.5 and Rose's child is 4 years old. I imagine her with dark hair that sticks up like David Tennant's. I also imagine she is intelligent, with a very lispy voice.
I walked into my living room and saw my daddy sitting on the couch flipping through a white photo album. His auburn hair was sticking up in every direction. I tried to peek at the book.
"What are you doing?" He asked
"I wanna see the book!" I exclaimed. He picked me up and plopped me on the couch.
"What kind of book is it?" I inquired
"The best kind of book, a beautiful woman, a dashing man, and romance." My daddy stroked the book. I grabbed it and opened it eagerly.
"Our wedding album." I looked at the first page and saw my mum all in white glowing holding a bouquet of dark blue roses.
"She's gorgeous!" I gasped
"She still is." My dad laughed as I turned the page. The next page had my mum again this time joined by my daddy in a dark suit complete with a bowtie and tails.
"Look at your silly bowtie!" I giggled
"Let me tell you something little Rosie, bowties are cool." I changed the next picture was of my mum walking down the aisle,her eyes gleaming. Grandpa had her arm in his. My daddy stood, his hands clasped together looking reverantly at my mum.
"What are you doing?" My mom came in smiling, her eyes full of wonder.
"Rose! I found our wedding album!" My daddy exclaimed. My mum walked over to the couch picked me up and sat down putting me on her lap.
"You were so pretty!" I said to her
"Thankyou love." She said kissing my head. I flipped the page. My daddy and mum stood next to each other. They're hands where bound together by a strip of cloth.
"Why did you do that?" I asked
"We added a dash of Gallifrey." My daddy explained. I nodded. I knew my daddy was part Time Lord from a distant planet, duplicated from another man. I tried not to think about it too much. It made my brain hurt.
I turned to the next page. It showed my mum and daddy sealing their marriage with a kiss. Under it sat a string of words.
"I promise to love you through all of time and space."My mum traced over the words. I sighed and turned the page.
The next photo showed my mum and dad walking out of a building holding onto each other for dear life as flower petal flew in a big arc. I turned the page again. My mum and dad stood on a beach the sun setting as they kissed. I flipped the page. They were dancing looking deep into each others eyes.
I looked at my parents now. Even now, no one could deny the fact that they loved each other. I turned the page to them cutting the cake and laughing. To my mum tossing the bouquet. To my mum glowing, as they enjoyed their wedding day. I turned to the last page. My mum had her arms thrown around my daddy's neck the both looked at the camera. There was writing under the picture.
"Our moment in time." My daddy leaned over to my mum and kissed her on the lips and me on the head.
"I love you." She said to him.
"You too, Rosie." She said to me.
And indeed, it was our moment in time.