Hi so yeah I was on holiday, hence no updates from the past few days but I am back.
This is a little something that I wrote whilst I was away and I thought 'eh, this isn't bad' so I just kinda said f- it and put it up here. Let me know what you think in reviews yeah? Updates when I can xxxxx
Chapter One:
Rose stands in the bathroom, her back slumped against the door, staring at the stick I her hands for the sixth time in the past twenty minuets. Positive? It can't be she thinks. Or maybe that's just what she wants to let herself think. To make this not real.
It seems awfully unlucky that she ends up pregnant first go, but in a way she still doesn't regret it. All the tension between them had been building up for so long it as only a matter of time really. She never dreamed that this would be the outcome.
She blames the TARDIS in a lot of ways. Little things like moving their bedrooms so close together, that they were practically tripping over each other in the mornings, or swapping their bathrooms. Or throwing them around inside the TARDIS so they would fall into each other. It was only a matter of time before they would just let loose.
She doesn't quite know how he is going to react to the news and she is dreading it, but she knows that she'd rather get it over with as quickly as possible rather than keep it from him. Because then once the sickness would start, and she would start showing then he would guess. And he might be hurt that she didn't tell him.
Maybe he'll be pleased she thinks.
Maybe he'll kick me out of the TARDIS she thinks after.
But then she mentally slaps herself because she knows what kind of a man The Doctor is, and she knows that it wouldn't come to that. She hopes. So she takes a deep breath and opens the bathroom door, and starts the short journey to the console room, her bare feet sticking to the floor with seat as she grows nervous.
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She's surprised that she's managed to make it into the console room without falling over because she's been feeling woozy since she took the test. But alas, here she is and there he is at the console, running around hitting buttons and pulling leavers like crazy. Re calibrating god knows what, racing around planning their next destination.
He soon spots her out of the corner of his eye and doesn't notice how anxious she looks, which is surprising because he notices everything about her. Every day he sees her, every single little detail about her he memorizes, stores in a file in his brain for happy memories. The way she likes her tea, the freckles on her nose, the way she laughs. Oh her laugh it lights up any room.
That night between them almost a month ago goes unspoken between them both and was brushed under the carpet, ending it as quickly as it began. Never could they ever have imagined that this is where they would end up. But still he doesn't know yet and leaps over to her, full of energy, grinning like a Cheshire cat that just got the cream. "Ah Rose, there you are! I was thinking that we could go to Felspoon today, its brilliant there! Oh they've got mountains that move! Mountains that actual sway in the breeze, oh can you imagine?" he gushes, but then he notices how her eyes are glazed over, and her hunched stance, showing her nervousness.
"Rose?" he asks hesitantly, leaning towards her so that their faces are inches apart. Still she can't look him in the eye. She focuses on his lips instead, plush and perfectly shaped, fitting his face so perfectly. She remembers the feel of them on her own.
"Doctor," she says quietly, getting his full attention. She risks a look up into his deep, old eyes. "We really need to talk"
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"Oh." He says, swallowing
"Is that all you can say, oh?" she asks, somewhat annoyed
He stays silent, and she rolls her eyes. "Oh is what you say if they run out of your favourite sweets at the cinema, or if they don't have that outfit in your size. 'oh' is hardly appropriate for this situation Doctor."
"Oh," he says again, lost for words. He immediately regrets it though and gulps slightly "I-I mean… oh." He notices how she is quickly becoming more and more aggravated, and tries to gather his sentences together, but his brain is racing at 50,000 thoughts per minute, full of why and how and is she sure?
"Sorry, Rose but I'm a bit- lost for words. Which is pretty normal giving the circumstances." He says, and her face softens slightly. "Are you sure?" he asks after a minuet or so of silence "are you like, one hundred percent sure?"
"I'm sure," she says, avoiding his eyes again.
"Well then," he says standing up, and she does too "I should probably take you down to the med bay, to run some tests." He says, grabbing her hand and setting off at a hurried pace.
"Tests?" she asks "Tests on what?"
"The baby Rose, if you're pregnant, by me-"
"Well who else would it be, what are you implying?" Rose says, defensively.
"Nothing!" The Doctor says, as reassuringly as he can, he would never think of Rose like that "back to the matter at hand- that means that tis baby is a time lord. Well half a timelord I suppose, and I don't know how it might develop or if it's going to be a danger to you or itself. I wouldn't want either of you to get hurt, or worse." He says, quickening his pace, and dragging her along behind him.
"So you want to keep it then?" she asks, and he stops dead in his tracks, white converse squeaking against the floor. "Of course I want to keep it Rose, how could even think that I wouldn't?" he says, turning to her.
"Well I just thought maybe, your lifestyle- you wouldn't really want a kid hanging about." Rose says, looking around. The Doctor fully turns to her, and cups her face in his hands. "Rose this child is a miracle. I wouldn't want to lose it, or you okay?" he says softly. She nods and smiles lightly at him. She's happy with what he said, she didn't want to raise it on her own.
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They arrive at the infirmary, and Rose heaves herself up onto the examination table, and the doctor turns to the cupboard, where he pulls out what looks like an ultrasound machine, covered in dust. The machine itself is deep blue, and had what Rose knows as Gallifreyan written on it. He blows it slightly and the dust comes off gently, and then he plugs it into the outlet.
"Never thought I'd use these," he admits, as the screen lights up and he types some information into it.
"Is this a Gallifreyan baby thing then?" Rose asks, eyeing the machine.
"In short yes," The Doctor says, typing away furiously "On my planet pregnancies weren't exactly common, in fact the whole idea of love and sex wasn't all that common either. People were mostly put into arranged marriages, through politics and tests for who would create the strongest offspring"
"Well if you didn't have sex, how did your lot have kids then, reproduce and that?"
"Looms," he quickly explained "Babies were produced from these big machine things that took the male and female DNA and put it together to create the strongest possible offspring. Pregnancies were very rare, so there weren't many ultrasound machines, but flying around the universe and such, I managed to find one."
"Oh so were you, like created in one of them machine things then" Rose asks, getting comfortable on the table. She loves listening to him talk about home. Its that look that he gets on his face, and his eyes shine a little brighter, like they are dancing in the wind.
"Me? Nah! My parents were a bit on the rebellious side. Married for love, got pregnant ect. They were like, the time lord equivalent to hippies I guess." He mused, sticking his hands in his pockets and rocking back on the balls of his feet.
"Explains where you got it from then," Rose laughs, and he laughs back. "Must be" he says shaiking his head. He walks over closer to Rose, and pulls out what looks to Rose like a paper scanner. Its attached to the ultrasound, and he holds it up showing it to her. "Right so I zap you with this, it might tickle a little bit - and then you get the picture of the baby up here, on the screen," he says "Time lord babies are a lot different than human ones, so you can kind of see it on the screen, even at these early stages"
Rose tenses slightly as he helps her pull up her shirt, his fingers ghosting over her skin. She longs for the feel of his touch once again, but she is quickly brought from her trance when The Doctor nudges her gently and gestures to the screen, with that same look in his eye as when he talks about Gallifrey and a big smile on his face. All tension is forgotten when Rose glances up too and a small gritty image is being shown to her.
"That's him or her," he says, "That's our baby."
He watches her reaction and laughs lightly when she gasps slightly, and then clutches onto her hand. And Rose isn't sure what she's happier about, that fact that she's having his baby or the fact that they are doing this together.
She quickly determines that the feelings are equal.
The next chapter deals with some important time baby stuff, and then telling Jackie. (Spoiler alert; slapping is involved)