The Doctor and his two companions were running through ancient Britain. Rory had spoken about wanting to meet the Tudors so they were in the countryside. In winter. And it was freezing. (All of time and space and he wants to see the TUDORS) and of course being them there were ten feet aliens. They were a mottled green with disfigured vine like bodies and a loping elegance that reminded The Doctor of a monkey. Oh and they had giant spikes protruding from every part of it's body, did he mention? So again, being them, they had to go investigate and obviously they discovered a diabolical plan, decided to ruin said diabolical plan and them fail at stopping it. When this happens, run. Suddenly Rory stumbled and that was all it took for one to race up and pin him against the harsh ground. It opened it mouth full of jagged teeth laced with cavities and gaping holes filled with rot. Rory prepared himself for his final moments. It's large awning mouth resembling a black hole loomed in front of him and he shook with terror and closed his eyes, dimly hearing a "NOOOOO!" from Amy and The Doctor. He hoped that they'd be fine. He stiffened, not wanting his last thoughts to be of being murdered and instead thought of the greatest moments of his (admittedly short) life.

He saw Amy accepting his proposal and him forgetting to stand up because he was a dork.

He saw the moment in the TARDIS after the episode with the Dream Lord when Amy said that she died because that was the only way she could see him again.

He saw them running from the vampires in Venice and the radiant smile of Amy as they dashed for their lives.

And nothing…

He cracked his eyes open a fraction and found that the creature had frozen. It's awning mouth still glared at him and it's malevolent teeth, so frightening a second ago, still begging to bite into his flesh.

How?

"Frozen in time, a containment vortex. Be gentle and edge your way out slowly. Remember to be careful around it's spikes." The Doctors voice spoke to him and he relaxed involuntarily. He didn't trust the Doctor completely yet but he trusted, not trusted knew that he wouldn't let him die or come to any harm. He wriggled out of the things arm carefully and came to face a white faced Amy and Doctor. Amy ran into his arms, sobbing. He hugged her tightly, remembering how close he'd come to death. The Doctor didn't interrupt, being tactful enough for once to let them hug while he checked the energy readings.

The two pulled away from the hug, smiling at each other with all the love in the world. Both of them turned around to see the Doctor only to find him smiling and pocketing his screwdrivers.

"My screwdrivers not picking up anything so the Earth is safe, for now at least, come along, to the TARDIS!"

The Doctor spun on his heels and swivelled around to head into the TARDIS, his two companions trailing after him. Just as he was about to take out his key a blur of blonde hair and pale skin tackled him, forcing him to tumble over and over on the ground in the snow. He spit out some snow and got a good look at his attacker. He gasped as a very familiar face that had haunted him for decades stared back at him.

"Jenny?"

His daughter instantly brought her gun up to his chest. Her eyes flashed with rage but underneath that The Doctor sensed a flicker of something. Recognition and... Fear. His own daughter was afraid of him. He snapped himself into reality. Jenny hadn't met this regeneration so she didn't know who he was, no wonder she was frightened.

"How do you know my name. More to the point how do you know about that sort of technology."

"How, how are you alive?"

"You won't be for much longer if you don't start talking."

"But I watched you die, I held you as you died."

"I am the one holding the gun here, start talking."

"Jenny."

"How do you know my name!"

"Jenny."

"Answer me, I have a gun."

"BECAUSE YOU'RE MY DAUGHTER!"

A deafening silence that over came both of them. And The Doctor said six words, just six and this changed both of their lives forever.

"And we've only just got started."

Jenny noticeably half collapsed, her grip loosening on the gun. Her gorgeous blue eyes welled up in tears and she sagged into his waiting embrace.

"Dad? You, came…" She stuttered, finally meeting her father after a whole year of running alone.

"Happy coincidence you could call it. Oh Gods. I missed you. I missed you oh so so so so very much." The Doctor said, stroking his girls hair. He brought her closer to him until both father and daughter were kneeling in the snow together. Her scent of peppermint and lemon filled his nostrils, reassuring his that she was there, she was really really was there! After all this time, all these years, his daughter had finally come home.

"You look exactly the same." A tear fell from his eye, tracing the line of his cheek before falling onto hers. She smiled. "You've aged old man. You won't be able to keep up with me any more." She laughed shakily in a witty retort. "Me, nah. I'll be running laps around you forever." Just as they began to pull apart from each other Amy and Rory came running up.

"Doctor! We saw the manic girl try and kill… You…" She said, evidently at a loss on how the Doctor was embracing his could-have-been-killer as though his life depended on it. "Mind bringing me up to date?"

The Doctor straightened up, tears of joy still gleaming in his eyes. "Amy, Rory, I would like you to meet Jenny." He sent a glance to her and their fingers entwined after so many years.

"She's my daughter."