Sup peeps!? Yeah, I know I've been gone for, who knows how long, and I'm sorry about that. BUT now i'm back with a new story and this one im determined to finish it! So, all of my other stories are on hold, mainly because this muse for this story just won't stop! It's like a waterfall of ideas! And my friends here off the internet love it! and they are the main reason to why I keep writing.
So, this story was originally supposed to be a oneshot, but I kept writing and then looked back at my work and was like, "No, this is too long to be a oneshot!" so now it's a multi-chapter Doomsday alternate ending 'scene' i guess. One fanfic = one episode! Lol, not really and I'm babbling...
I don't own Doctor who, that belongs to Steven Moffat...my friends call me that know because I am putting these characters through so much crap lol. I only own my OCs, Emmerson and Violet and a few others that may appear along the way.
This chapter has mentions of suicide, so...yeah, just a warning.
Anyway, I present to you, The Daughter Paradox!
The Daughter Paradox
"Mum, Dad, Mickey," Rose hesitated, "And the baby."
The Doctor stared at her in shock, sadness, and disbelief. "You're not..." He couldn't even finish the sentence. He couldn't bear the thought of Rose being pregnant and him not being there for her and the child- his child. That is, if it was his.
Rose nodded her head and broke into sobs. "Yes," she said, her voice full of sadness, "Oh Doctor, I'm so sorry."
"Rose, don't be sorry," said the Doctor trying to comfort her, "There is a new life growing inside you." He paused and then said inquisitively, "This child, is it," He motioned between the two of them, unable to say the rest.
"Uh-huh," Rose sobbed again.
"Oh Rose," the Doctor managed to get out, for he had a lump forming in his throat, "I'm so sorry."
"Our child will know where he or she comes from," Rose snuffed, "He or she will know its father and what he has done for this planet," Rose paused before adding, "Doctor, I love you."
"Quite right too," the Doctor said, "Rose Tyler I-" and he was gone.
Rose fell to her knees and cried for several minutes, all the while no-one touched her. She kept crying until she heard the all too familiar sound of the TARDIS materializing.
She looked up, hoping, praying that it would be the Doctor that stepped out of the blue police box.
But it wasn't.
Two girls, both looked sixteen years of age, walked out.
Well, one ran out and called for her friend.
"Emmerson, come on! Don't make a paradox." Cried the first girl. She was short, five foot one, ginger hair, hazel eyes (that were more green, but still). She wore a purple shirt that said "I've got 99 problems", paint splattered skinny jeans, purple knee-high converse, and a batman hoodie.
"Hold on a tick, Violet," Said the other girl, Emmerson, "Gotta finish parking the ol' girl. Rassilion knows that he doesn't do it correctly."
"Very true Emmy," said the first girl, Violet.
"Ah, there we go," cried Emmerson, "Done. So now Violet, how to avoid this paradox?" she said as she stepped out of the TARDIS.
Emmerson was quite a sight to see, at least to Rose she was. Brunette hair stuck up in a high ponytail, brown eyes, five foot six, long legs and waist, and an odd birthmark in the shape of a music note on her neck to boot.
She was wearing a white v-neck tee shirt, a black leather jacket (much like the one that the ninth Doctor wore), dark blue denim skinny jeans, and bright red Converse high-tops.
But there was something familiar about this girl, Rose concluded. But what was it?
"Well," Violet said, breaking Rose out of her thoughts, "We're already in a paradox that you need to fix, so we've just gone through the inevitable."
"Very true, Violet," said Emmerson with a spring in her step as she continued to move around.
It was as if there was an air of music, mischief, and cleverness about her. It was so familiar but Rose couldn't put her finger on it.
Emmerson glanced at Rose and then turned to face her. "And you're Rose, correct?" She said with a slight smirk.
Before Rose could open her mouth to say something, her mother opened up hers.
"Now wait just a mo," Jackie, Rose's mother, cried, "How do ya know my daughter?"
"Well, that's just it, isn't it Jackie? How do I know your daughter? Well, one would suspect anyone coming out of this ol' girl," Emmerson gestured to the TARDIS, "would have knowledge about you. Can anyone guess how?"
Mickey spoke up, "The Doctor?"
Emmerson's face lit up, "Yes! I don't know why he calls you an idiot, you're much smarter. You are brilliant!"
Rose raised an eyebrow. "The Doctor? Wait, how did you get a hold of his TARDIS?"
"Weeellll," Oh goodness now she sounded like him, "That's a story for another day." she said almost sheepishly, "Now, you mentioned the Doctor- well, I brought up the subject, but that's irrelevant. What is relevant is the fact that I can bring you back to him!"
"You can!" Exclaimed Rose, jumping up from her kneeling position to her feet.
"You can?!" shouted Jackie.
"You can?" questioned Violet in pure shock. Emmerson never mentioned this part.
"I didn't tell you this, Vi?" asked Emmerson, genuinely confused.
"Wha...? NO, you failed to mention that you could get her back to her original universe!" Violet said exasperatedly and incredulously.
"Well I can," said Emmerson, standing proudly with her hands on her hips.
"And how do you suppose we do that?" said Violet.
"Easy, I can get you, Rose, back to your original universe by the TARDIS creating a link between 'worlds'." Violet opened her mouth to speak, but Emmerson continued on, "Before you say anything, Vi, the TARDIS does, infact, have enough power to create the link, but- and I did the math, so don't blame me for how it turned out- the link can only be accessed and/or opened on a full moon." she babbled. "So, Rose, fancy a trip, or several trips- who knows how long this will take-, with me and Violet to find the Doctor so that he can see you and your child?"
Rose blinked, utterly baffled at how this sixteen-year-old girl knew that she was pregnant. "How did you-" Rose began but was cut off by Emmerson.
"I know a great deal of things," she said, "But I need an answer, are you coming with me?"
Rose looked at her mum for help.
"Rose, go to him," Jackie said to her daughter, nearly pleading her to go. She couldn't bear to see Rose so upset, "Go to your love. Emmerson said so herself, there'll be a link that's gonna be created, so you can come back and visit."
Rose turned and looked at Mickey.
"Rose, I'm just the tin dog-"
"No you're not," Rose and Emmerson said at the same. They looked at each other and Mickey continued on.
"Thanks for that. But you don't love me like you love the Doctor. You never really did, so go. I'll be fine here. You need to go to your child's father."
Rose smiled warmly at Mickey, grateful and touched by his answer.
"Mickey," Rose said, a lump forming in her throat "I will always love you."
"Yeah, I know." Mickey chuckled.
Rose walked up to him, gave him a hug and a quick peck on the cheek. She did the same thing with her mother.
"Now don't forget to visit- and stay healthy. Don't go overboard on the chips-"
"Mum!" Rose cried.
"Oi, I'm only looking out for my only daughter and grandchild!"
"I know, Mum," she sniffed, "I promise, that I will come back to visit you guys. I'll bring the Doctor and our child." she said holding her mother's hands.
"Good," said Jackie as she raised a hand to her daughter's cheek, "Now go."
Rose nodded and walked over to the TARDIS and stopped next to Emmerson.
"You ready to go?" asked Emmerson.
"Yeah, let's go." Rose answered as she walked into the TARDIS. Emmerson and Violet followed suit.
Emmerson looked at Rose and thought, 'How can I be related to her? I am a miracle child.' She walked to the TARDIS console, "Now," Emmerson began, "To get you and your child back to the Doctor!" and she pulled the 'start' lever.
The TARDIS jumped to life, sparking, sputtering, and shaking.
"What's she doing?" shouted Violet over the commotion.
"She doesn't like it," Emmerson cried, "And she's trying to create the link as well. Come on ol' girl, you can do it. C'mon Sexy, pull through for me!" The TARDIS hummed or groaned in response to Emmerson. The TARDIS gave a final shake that sent everyone to the ground, or in Emmerson's case, to the Captain's chair.
"Oi, easy," said Rose, "I'm pregnant."
The TARDIS hummed in apology, and at the same time she sounded exhausted.
Emmerson jumped up from her position on the chair and bolted to the door, opened it.
"Where've we landed?" asked Violet.
"Looks like- oh no." Emmerson sighed.
"What, what's 'appened?" Rose asked, getting up from her position on the TARDIS flooring.
Emmerson chuckled, "We've landed in America in the 1920's, the time of Al Capone." she shook her head, "Well then, allons-y, the TARDIS needs to refuel anyway. Thank Rassilion that we've landed in a place with rift energy." and she stepped out.
"Well there is no changing her mind now," said Violet, "She's just as stubborn as her mother is. Not to mention she's as curious as her father."
Rose stopped and stared at Violet. "Who are her parents?" she asked.
"Not for me to tell."
"Are you two related?"
"No, though her dad thinks we were separated at birth...which is weird since he was there for her birth."
Rose chuckled, that's what her mum said about her and Shereen. "So how do you two know each other, then?"
"Well," began Violet, "as they stepped out of the TARDIS, "I was her best friend while she was at school. Truth-be-told she never really needed to go to school. I think her parents put her there to learn social skills."
"So now you're traveling with her?"
"Yup! I'm traveling with a genius, who's a musical prodigy, and her parents. Good people, her parents are."
"Wait," said Rose, "She's a musical prodigy?"
"Yup. She's composed several pieces and she's part of the greatest symphony there ever was!" exclaimed Violet.
"And that is?"
"I can't remember."
"Well then." Rose laughed.
"Oi, hurry it up you two!" Emmerson called from ahead. "You don't want to be caught in these streets after dark!"
Emmerson tapped her foot impatiently as the other two members of her party caught up to her. Though she really couldn't blame Rose for being slow. She was what, three or four months pregnant?
"So, 1920's America?" asked Rose.
"Yes, but more like 1921 Chicago, Illinois. Al Capone's territory for many years. Drug dealers, bootleggers, and best of all, the Valentine's day massacre hasn't happened yet!" said Emmerson.
"Wait a minute, Emmy," said Violet, "Where's the Sears Tower?"
Emmerson raised a hand to her face and sighed, "Look Vi, we've been over- wait, no, we've actually been to the construction of the Sears Tower. And that was in 1970!"
"Ohhhhh, hehehehe, whoops." said Violet innocently.
"Oh, dear Rassilion, Vi what am I going to do with you?" Emmerson sighed.
"Hug me and tell me that you love me," she paused before adding, "sissy."
"NO! No, no! I will not fall prey to that old trick again!"
Meanwhile Rose just stood there, chuckling to herself at the ridiculous behavior of the two teens. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you two were related."
Emmerson and Violet looked at eachother, then at Rose, and then they laughed. "That's what they all say!" they said simultaneously.
The party's laughing slowly died down and Emmerson looked at Rose. She looked at her with a longing, a longing to hug her. But she couldn't, no matter how much Emmerson wanted to, she couldn't because it would cause a paradox...or would it?
Suddenly it came to Emmerson's attention that they were not alone.
*an hour earlier*
The Doctor stood in the TARDIS, mouth opened, and the tears that he had tried so hard to keep in were slowly seeping out of his eyes.
Rose was gone, his precious Rose was gone forever. She had promised him forever.
"No..." he muttered. She couldn't be gone. She couldn't be gone from the TARDIS, she couldn't be gone from his life, she just couldn't be gone. 'Aspirin,' he thought, 'I need aspirin. I can't live without her.' He calmly walked to the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of aspirin out of the medicine cabinet.
Normally the Doctor wouldn't even have aspirin on the TARDIS, but he made an exception for Ro- no, it was too painful to say or even think her name.
He walked back to the TARDIS Console room, ready to take his own life.
The Doctor unscrewed the lid to the bottle and-
That's it, that's where I leave you to hate me! So, please tell me what you think and don't be shy to give some hate, they'll only be used for ideas later! Now, is the Doctor gonna kill himself or will someone come and save the day? I dunno- well, actually I do know since I'm the one writing it. Chapter two is already in the works, so I don't know how long you'll wait for it. But, it's gonna be good! So, review, PM me, and I'll see you in the next chapter!