Chapter One: Half-Truths
"You've still got Mister Mickey, then?"
"There's five of us now. Mum, Dad, Mickey and the baby."
"You're not..."
"No. It's mum. She's three months gone. More Tylers on the way."
"And what about you? Are you..."
"Yeah, I'm back working in the shop."
"Oh, good for you."
"Shut up. No, I'm not. There's still a Torchwood on this planet. It's open for business. I think I know a thing or two about aliens."
"Rose Tyler, Defender of the Earth... You're dead, officially, back home. So many people died that day and you've gone missing. You're on a list of the dead. Here you are, living a life day after day. The one adventure I can never have."
"Am I ever going to see you again?"
"You can't."
"What're you going to do?"
"Oh, I've got the TARDIS. Same old life, last of the Time Lords."
"On your own... I, I love you."
"Quite right, too. And I suppose, if it's one last chance to say it, Rose Tyler..."
"Did you tell him?"
"How could I?"
"You should've told him, Rose. He is-"
"Stop it. Stop it right now. I couldn't tell him."
"Sweetheart, he asked you point-blank."
"And I told him about yours."
"But sweetheart-"
"No! He can't know! I couldn't tell him, how could I? Besides, I wasn't lying or anything. I just didn't tell him the whole truth."
"Rose-"
"It's too late now. It's over. He's gone. Forever."
"Think about it, love, he'll go on traveling, never stopping, doing all sorts of things, and he'll never know that a thousand worlds away, in a whole other universe, he has a child."
