Well, as promised, here's the sequel guys! Thanks to everyone who reviewed the first part to this story, and I hope you continue to like this one, and review, because the reviews are one of the main reasons I write.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I am a nobody. However I am working on that...both parts, seriously, how cool would it be to own Doctor Who?
Xxxxx xxxxx xxxxxx
Rose Tyler woke with a start. Then wondered why. It took her only a couple of seconds to realise why there was a nagging feeling this day was a special day. Today, the 14th August, was her daughter's birthday. Her 18th birthday. There was a dull thud upstairs, and Rose grinned to herself as she snuggled deeper into the arms that were curled around her.
It sounded like the birthday girl was up. And sure enough, the thud turned into running footsteps down the stairs, and then the bedroom door was flung open. In the doorway stood Hope Caelyn Tyler. Her shoulder length blonde hair was messed from sleep, but her pretty face was in an expression of extreme happiness and excitement.
As the girl launched herself onto her parent's bed, Rose thought with wry amusement, that she definitely inherited this side of her from her father. At times like this, birthdays and Christmases especially, Hope's excitement knew no bounds, and today was no exception.
The Doctor was notoriously hard to wake up (Rose had once sounded a horn right in his ear, to no use), yet Hope was doing an admirable job at waking her father up so she could get to the main point of the day, the one aspect of her birthday which had her more excited than anything.
The Doctor sleepily opened one eye and regarded his overly-animated daughter, resigned to the fact that he wouldn't get any more sleep today. With a good-natured sigh, he pushed himself into a sitting position and raised a hand, stopping Hope mid-babble.
'No presents until your sister is up.' Rose gave him a mock reproachful look as Hope, as the Doctor knew she would, sped off to her younger sister's room to wake her up. The Doctor looked at her, eyes wide with false innocence. Rose just laughed softly, and leant over to him.
'Morning.' She murmured, and kissed him gently. One hand came round to stroke through her long blonde hair, the other trailed down her cheek as the Doctor hummed appreciatively into the kiss.
'Same to you.' He replied when they broke apart. Rose smiled, and looked down at the Doctor's unchanged features, despite the passing of 18 years. But as she leant down into another kiss, they were interrupted by protesting noises from the open doorway. Hope was standing there, holding her 5 year old sister, Erin Faith, and pulling a disgusted face at the sight of her parents kissing.
Rose rolled her eyes, then held her arms out to her youngest. Erin escaped Hope's arms, and ran to her mother, who dropped a good morning kiss onto her dark head. Hope followed her, then looked at her parents expectantly. The Doctor shook his head at her questioning look.
'Not until later.' He said. 'normal presents first.' Hope narrowed her eyes slightly at him, then sighed, having learnt not to question her father, especially not at this time of the morning. Instead, she sat on the bed, shifting impatiently as the Doctor leant over the side of the bed, reaching underneath. He pulled a few boxes and oddly shaped packages and cards out, and placed them on the edge of the bed. Hope, eyes wide with excitement once more, reached out for one, but was interrupted by her sister.
'Mine first!' she cried, and pulled a small box out from the bottom of the small pile. Hope grinned at her, then carefully pulled open the blue and silver wrapping paper. Inside was a small box. Hope opened it carefully, and gasped. Nestled against green velvet was a small silver intricately cut ring. She pulled it out, slid it onto her fourth finger on her right hand, then pulled her sister into a delighted hug.
The rest of the presents were opened quickly, and Hope looked pleadingly up at the Doctor from amid the pile of torn wrapping paper and presents. He sighed, and nodded.
'Go on then. Go get dressed.' Hope let out a cry of excitement and threw herself at him. After a brief hug, she was out of the door, her thudding footsteps hurrying their way up the stairs and into the room above. Erin was shooed out of the room to let her parents dress in peace. With a groan the Doctor pulled himself out of the bed and to his feet. He grinned at Rose.
'Might as well get an early start.'
Xxxxxx
Half an hour later, after a quick birthday breakfast of bacon and scrambled eggs, the Doctor and Hope were out of the door, leaving Rose and Erin (who had sensibly decided to sit this out) to spend the morning getting the house ready for the party later that evening.
Hope walked beside her dad, hopping every now and again with excitement. Now, why was she so excited? You see, today was a very special day. Today was Hope's 18th birthday.
And today, Hope would learn how to fly the TARDIS.
Xxxxxx xxxxxx xxxxxx
K! first chapter up. It'll get a bit more exciting, I promise! This is just an introduction of sorts. Please review! They make me very happy!