Chapter 1
Rose's POV
"And I suppose, if this is my last chance to say it. Rose Tyler-" And then he disappears. Out of sight, and lost forever. But what was he going to say? I feel a fresh wave of grief wash over me and I let out another sob. My mum runs over to me and engulfs me in a hug. I sob into her shoulder. "He's gone, he's gone," I sob and my mum rubs my back soothingly. "Shhh it's alright. It's alright. I'm so sorry love. I'm so sorry," She says and I just let out another choked sob.
The next few hours go by in a blur. I vaguely remember Mum guiding me back to the car, and driving back home, then crawling into bed without a word, and falling asleep. I wake with a start while it's barely light out. A sick churning feeling turns in my stomach and I bolt out of bed, running into the bathroom just in time, to empty my stomach in the toilet.
"Rose? Rose are you alright?" I hear Mickey ask, but I don't answer him as I heave again. "Rose! Rose what's the matter?" Mum runs in and holds my hair back as I throw up again. She rubs my back soothingly as I finally stop puking and flush the toilet, sitting up. "Ugh, that was awful," I croak out, leaning back against the wall.
"Rose, what happened?" Mickey asks and I shake my head, getting up and brushing my teeth to get the vile taste of sick out of my mouth. "I threw up," I say dryly once I finish, and he glares at me. "I can see that, but why?" "I don't know. It's probably just food poisoning," I say, but Mum looks suspicious. "Rose, you didn't eat much yesterday, and what you did eat, wasn't bad, I ate the same thing," She says and I shrug weakly. "Well, maybe it's just a stomach bug. I'm going back to bed," I mutter, walking back to my room and sinking onto the mattress.
*The Next Morning*
I awake the next morning to the same awful churning feeling in the pit of my stomach and hurry to the bathroom, to throw up again. "Rose, you can't say this is just food poisoning or a stomach flu, because you were fine yesterday when you woke up again," My mom says, coming into the bathroom again.
"I don't know what it is," I groan and Mum's eyes suddenly widen. "Rose, when was the last time you had your period?" She asks and slowly and I look at her in confusion. "March 15th. Why?" "Rose, that was over a month ago! You're way past your due date," She says and my eyes widen in realization. "No, I can't be! That's impossible!" I say, but Mum shakes her head. "I'll be right back," She says, running out of the room, and coming back moments later, with a small box.
"Here, I have an extra one. Use it," She says, handing me the box, and I take it, then push it away. "No, that's impossible. I refuse to use that thing!" I say and Mum glares at me. "Rose, just do it. It doesn't hurt to make sure," She says and I sigh, taking the box and shooing her out.
I follow the instructions and wait patiently. When the results come back, I gasp and fall back, bumping into a shelf. "Rose? Rose sweetheart, what does it say?" My mum asks from outside the door. "Rose?" I let out a choked sob and my mum pushes the door open. "Rose? What does it say?" She asks gently, and I look up at her with teary eyes, but don't answer her question.
She turns and looks at the sticks. "Oh Rose," She murmurs and I let out another sob. Positive. The test came back positive. I'm pregnant with the Doctor's child.