Rose had been stuck in Pete's universe with The Doctor (well, not THE Doctor, but certainly one of The Doctors, certainly HER Doctor) for six months. Of course, now he goes by John more days than not. She'd come to find out that stuck with him really
wasn't so bad. Despite this world's Torchwood desperately wanting their help, they had come to realize that their world-saving days were over. There may be another Doctor out there saving this universe, and they were content to leave it up to him.

See, truthfully this was the best solution for them both. The Doctor, now John, got something he had always dreamed of since the demise of Gallifrey- a simple life and a simple love. He had the chance to grow old with someone, maybe start a family. And
Rose, she got to do all of that without losing him. So, they got a house, they got a mortgage. They got married at the courthouse on a sunny morning in the early spring. John became quite a successful inventor (he's most proud of his ability to do
this without giving away his alien intellect) and Rose began writing novels that no one realized we're actually was falling into place for them now.

"So you really think it's possible, yeah?" Rose had a tinge of hopefulness to her voice.

"I really do think so," John assured her. "My new biology seems to be entirely human. Despite a distinctly female catalyst for the meta-crisis, I think all reproductive organs are now compatible and there is no reason to fear any genetic abnormalities
in the potential offspring." He was rambling again, thoughnot the type he did when he was nervous or awkward. The type of rambling he always did when he had solved the puzzle, revealing his rationale justbefore acting on it and saving
the day.

"You mean it?" She could hardly speak through her toothy grin, "We could have a baby?"

"We can have a baby," he said, taking a step into her body and wrapping his arms around her waist like she likes. "If you want."

"It's just so- domestic for you though, isn't it?"

"I've been a father before! I've told you that."

"Yeah, you have." She paused, considering the risk in her next move. "You never told me much about how that worked though, on Gallifrey."

"Oh, it was much like a human family. Well, apart from the fact that we weren't encouraged to mate with ones we loved. But we had a family unit and all that. It was quite domestic. That was before I ran off into the sunset with the TARDIS."

"Yes, but what happened to your kids?" Rose could see he was responding well enough, and grew bolder.

"There was only one, actually. Can't tell you her name, sadly. Not my secret to tell. But she grew up and by the end of the Time War, I hadn't seen her for a couple hundred years."

"You went hundreds of years without seeing your daughter?" Rose was upset with him, both angry and sad.

"Oi,don't sound so judgey! That's normal for Timelords! When you mature to adulthood at the same rate as a human and then live indefinitely after that, you get sick of your parents and you make your own way. That's just the way it is." He stepped
in even closer to her now. "But I'll be so excited to be a father to our children until the day I finally die."

Rose took a deep breath before speaking again.

"Let's do it," she said. "Let's do it. I want to make you a father again." She giggled before tangling both hands in the hair at the nape of his neck. He smiled widely and picked her up, twirling her around him as her legs were pulled away by centrifugal
force.