Author's Note: If the title doesn't scare you, you don't know me as well as you should.

Warnings: As with most of my Doctor Who stories, this is an AU/AR, likely to contain spew and some folks have a problem with my sense of humor and the fact I use American English...get over it or don't read. I write for my own entertainment. I can also write in First Person mode without screwing up my tenses. If the writing pattern looks strange it's because a large portion of DW writers don't know that you should never write tenses in the second person...only in first or third. And there will be some swearing present.

DISCLAIMER: Located on my bios page and is in effect for all my stories, regardless of fandom.

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Same Mind, Same Man

She knew he'd be here. Had done, at least, for her step-father had told her half siblings such tales of the man he'd once been...of the Doctor he used to be. Mum hadn't liked the way he had turned the full-blooded time tot aside in favor of the mostly human siblings, most of the time, she'd yelled and screamed at him but afterward, nothing changed except he was angry that mum was mad at him.

Oh, he'd taught her to fly the family TARDIS, but the hugs and cuddles were not given to her unless she was hurt or something. Nightmares that brought John's attention to the others only brought her mum. She seldom felt his arms around her and when she did it was because mum wasn't home and his soothing wasn't really all that soothing. She told the TARDIS about it once and later he got an earful from the Timeship.

That had brought a glare from her mother's husband and he had not spoken to her since. That had been a year ago, when she was 11. Shortly after that, the TARDIS had sent her to the Growing room, where the family had several young TARDIS', one for each child except her being nurtured and Sexy indicated there were two old enough to bond with a pilot. A full-blood needed a TARDIS more than a half or part blood did...and she had more coral. Another ship could be planted...was being planted, for the youngest of her half-siblings.

By the time the crack appeared and her parents discovered one of the TARDIS' was missing when they went to harvest the oldest because they needed more than one ship, she was long gone. By the time John tried to use his sense to located her mind, she had slipped through the crack and it was closing behind her.

The clone known as John Tyler had mixed feelings. He was glad the pounding of a powerfully untrained mind he could no long touch without pain was gone, but he hated the way he'd nearly forced her in to trying to cross the void. For a Time Lord to safely cross the void, he or she needed another Time Lord's TARDIS already present in the Universe you were traveling to...she had that.

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The expression on Rose's face was not welcoming.

"She was eleven, John. Just eleven. Even in human terms, that is terribly young for you to so well convince her that you hated her that much that running to Ten was her only chance for a daddy."

"She won't willingly go to Ten, not if she can avoid him. He looks like me. She might not go to me at all...I might have to find her." He said heavily, with surety in his voice. "That's why I made sure she had my full history of where I'd been and when...and Sexy 2 gave a copy of it to her daughter. She had to go, Rose. The presence of a full-blooded Time Tot was going to cause a universal collapse. This way, at least, she won't blame herself for the planets the reapers already ate. And the tiny crack she used was her only chance."

"What will she do?"

"What I did, what we used to do, or at least, part of it. She's too young to Defend the Earth, so, she'll just wander the Universe...they'll find each other, eventually."

"She's a baby."

"I know. There was no other way. Not a single second too soon, Rose. Not when billions of beings were being eaten. You know that."

"He better be there, he better be trying to close the hole when she comes out. She's too young to go wandering around on her own."

"I know. My poor baby..." John choked and let his tears fall to mingle with Rose's.

They clung to each other at the garden entrance, weeping together, Rose for the child she had lost and John for the child he couldn't allow to know how much he adored her.

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They came out of the void safely enough, but they were not alone for the baby TARDIS' grandam hung in space at their exit point, doors open and an astonished Tenth Doctor staring at her when she opened the door to look outside.

"He's like John. I don't want that one. Can't I have a younger one? One that doesn't know? One I...don't have to tell he's my da and maybe have a chance with?"

No. There is much the clone couldn't teach you, child. You need your father, the clone did love you, you know. He just couldn't afford to allow you to know that or you wouldn't have left. And you had to leave that universe. No Time Lords had ever lived there and cared for it, it was rejecting you...and the reapers were eating the stars. Now, calm yourself. This Time Lord will love you and show you openly because you belong here and to him.

But Darlin'...I hate that bastard! He threw me away."

He didn't throw either of you away, child. He didn't know Rose was pregnant. He wouldn't've let her go if he had. He almost didn't manage it when he had to.

"But..."

His TARDIS wishes me to land in her citrus garden. I will remain there for many years, yet. I too, have much to learn. Hold on, child. I told her what happened and she is telling him. He will welcome you, child, for you are his daughter and that of Rose, who still had Bad Wolf awake in her at the time. You were conceived on his ship, not on the ground. That is why you are fully Time Tot. If you were an adult, you'd be a Time Lady as you're already on your Second Body, but you are too young for the full title just yet. Now, child, flip the switch.

She hesitated. "Will he name me?"

"Yes."

She reluctantly flipped the switch and waited while the ship did the rest, not bothering to close the doors. They would be indoors soon enough. She was not looking forward to this, but just as John seldom won a discussion with her TARDIS' mother, she had no real hope of avoiding something her TARDIS wanted...for all her youth, Darlin' was an adult of her kind and she was not. "Sorry, I don't believe that. He's what John came from, after all."

She clutched at her console, shivering a little as she waited. A noise at the outer doors made her stiffen.

"He despised me because I was your's instead of his." She told him, still not looking at him. "He wouldn't even name me or let me use his fake surname. I don't want you, you're just like him. Don't know why you had to leave mum there anyway, seems like you're the sort that gets tired of a toy and into the rubbish bin it goes. I regenerated when I was four cuz he got careless." She finally raised her head to look at his stricken expression. "I hate you. You threw us away like garbage, I don't want to be here and I don't want to be anywhere near you. I get it even if mum doesn't. Same mind, same man...same fucked up piece of shit."

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He schooled his features to calm though he didn't feel that way at all. The first glance had him loving her, not just because she was her mother's though that was a large part of it. The Time Tot had his hair, his eyes...and a good start on the Glare as well. It would have been more effective if she hadn't been sobbing, which the Tenth Doctor supposed was just as well...she'd nearly drilled a hole in him with it was it was. He had no doubt that she believed she spoke the literal truth.

"Your young TARDIS got the whole story from her mum before she brought you across the void." He began. "And she told mine who told me. Did he ever explain about Reapers?"

"No. Mum did."

"There have never been full-blooded Time Lords using that universe as a residence...they are not needed there for Time in that universe only uses Reapers to correct the incorrect things there...you had to leave as soon as you were tall enough and well taught enough to fly a new TARDIS by yourself. There is no way any clone of mine could hate any child of Rose's, no matter the actual sire...but he couldn't afford to let you get attached, Child. Not to him, not to your siblings, not to your universe...because it wasn't your's. Because of what you are, it could not be your's. Reapers were eating the life bearing planets because of your existence. It wasn't your fault, but you had to leave."

She shivered and hunched away from him, moving further when he tried to get closer. His jaw worked a moment and he stayed where he was. This was going to take a while.

"So. One of you threw me away and the other one threw me back, is that it?"

"No. I didn't know Rose was pregnant with you, if I had, I would have asked Pete to introduce my clone to the other universe's versions of Donna or Sarah Jane...both would be able to handle him...I think. I would have never let you or your mother go." He told her squatting down near the hurting daughter he ached to hold.

"You should've never let her go."

"I know that, now. At the time...well. Too late now. Ninth me is going to hurt me over that, I just know it."

He held out his hand to her, as she'd seen her step-father hold his out to his own children many times. Never her, no, never her. She remembered the light slap of his fingers swatting her hand and reaching for another of her siblings instead, back when she had still admitted that she needed a hand to hold...and he caught the memory. "Oh sweetheart. he didn't need to so harsh. You are my daughter, his too, really. He had to know how much you need a hand to hold." A single tear dropped from Tenth's right eye and drifted down his cheek. He kept his hand out, wiggling the fingers in is signature lure until she finally moved toward him. For all his energy, he could be patient and he'd already decided where to go first. First...he had people who needed to be invited to drop in. Well, not people...divers copies of himself...well, not copies, exactly...samples. Yes, samples would do. Nine of them to be precise...Time Tot training on a fully mature TARDIS tended to have...accidents. He had the memory of this introduction now...yes, it was going to be a needed precaution.

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When she finally put her small hand in his larger one, he silently asked his TARDIS to call First, scooping the girl into his arms and moving to his feet in one motion as he headed toward the Console Room and the sound of an arriving TARDIS.

TBC