Unrequited Rose
I don't own the Doctor Who series. SCIFI bought the rights from BBC a while ago.
Chapter One
It had been a week since the incident and Bad Wolf Bay, and everyone had left Rose Tyler her time to wallow in her sorrow for that alloted amout of time. However, now there was a knock on her door, her mother.
"Rose dear?"
Her head moved slightly under the pillow. The tears long dried.
"Rose, you cannot keep doing this. Come, up."
Not another movement, except for the faint "Leave me alone" that was emitted.
Jackie Tyler sighed, placing a hand on her stomach. Three and a half months pregnant now, and worried for her daughter's health among other things. Her husband stood behind her, shaking his head in dismay. "Rosie, you must get up. We are going for an ultrasound."
"Take mum. Reschedule for me?" Rose whimpered out. She was terrifyed of and for the innocent that was growing inside her.
She hadn't completely lied to the Doctor. She HAD told him of a pregnancy, but not hers. Not theirs. It would have hurt too badly, telling him he had a child on the way and that he would never be able to see it. She dreamed of the life they could have had, even with the unspoken dangers.
"No, you are coming. Now get up." The closed with Pete's final word, and she groaned.
She watched her mother's ultrasound go smoothly. Her's wouldn't if the baby had inherited the two hearts of it's father.
The goo was cold, and she jumped. She could feel the baby jump too. The image was fuzzy, but the baby had taken on her body heat, so it wasn't hard for the tool to find it.
"Ms Tyler, you appear to be four months pregnant. On the file it said you just found out a month ago?" Rose's eyes widened, and she looked at the screen, where four hearts beat, simaltanious by twos.
"I had no idea." She whispered, faintly a storm of fear brewing in her mind. The nurse looked to the screen. "Yes, you appear to be four months pregnant with quadtuplets."
She felt her heart slow, the adrenline rush ebbing away. She would choose a home birth, so the doctors wouldn't question the reason why there were only two children. Her mother and Mickey could handle it, her father able to help her mother with Mickey there as support.
"Are they healthy?" Jackie asked quickly, and the nurse turned off the machiene. "Very."
TWINS?! How could she possibly be pregnant with twins?
The bad thing was, if it was only one or none with two hearts. Triplets. Quadtuplets.
She was in hell with only five more months to go. She groaned, picking herself up and reaching for the box under the bed.
Coming home from work one day, she had found it sitting infront of the front door, and noone inside the flat. She had never opened it, because it was addressed to Mrs Theta. Strange, because they had never had a neighbor named anything Theta.
Now Rose decided to slice the box open. Inside, the first thing she found was a birth certificate for Theta. A birth certificate from Gallifrey.
"Oh Doctor..." Now, after he was gone, she was able to learn his name. His true name. A wave of anguish washed over her, kept off by the babies kicking. She had to stay happy. Even if it was only for them.
Laying down on the bed, she sighed, whispering his name softly "Theta..."
Across the semi-charted universe, the Doctor shivered. He looked to the roof of the TARDIS, wondering faintly why it was so chilly. Donna looked at him, about to complain, when they were suddenly jerked to the side.
The next morning Rose woke to sharp pains in her side. She automatically began screaming.