A/N There has been some problems with the prologue, but it should be here now. This work is beta'ed by the lovely wonderful Loupmalin over at Tumblr.
When Rose Tyler was 19, she met Dr. John Smith. He was almost twice her age, grumpy, and loud. Nothing like what she would usually look for in a bloke. How could she not fall in love with him?
Rose's mother Jackie had of course, been against the relationship, fearing that John was just using Rose as a distraction, but Rose and John would hear none of that.
They had only known each other for 11 months when they became engaged. There hadn't really been an actual proposal, more sort of a mutual agreement that they wanted to spend the rest of their lives together.
Rose Tyler was 21 when her mother was killed. Jackie had just been on her way home and had been caught up in a gunfight between two of the gangs at the estate.
John was there for her the entire time, holding her as she cried and taking care of the arrangements for the funeral.
When their first son was born later that year, they named him Jack Michael Tyler-Smith.
Theta Jonathan Noble, or the Doctor as he preferred to be called, was 28 years when his parents died. All of the engines on his father's private jet malfunctioned simultaneously.
He was told that he would be given time to mourn before he took over the family-owned company, but he was never asked if he really wanted to.
His twin sister Donna and their grandfather Wilfred were with him at the time, and as much as he wanted to stay there with them and try to comfort them, he needed some air. He hadn't even registered that he was in his car, or that he had arrived in a bar before a drink was handed over to him.
Everything after that had been a bit of a blur.
Four months later he got a call from a woman named Romana, claiming that she was pregnant with his child. She said that she didn't want to get an abortion, but didn't want to keep the baby either.
On a whim he had met up with her, and went to get an ultrasound scan. The moment he saw the growing child he had known that there was no way he could give her up. Romana had made it clear to him that she didn't want to see the baby when it was born, but like him, she did want to know the sex.
Despite not knowing each other well, the Doctor pulled her into hug when they were told that is was a girl.
"I'm having a daughter." he laughed, happiness filling him inside. All the worries he had had about becoming a father left in that very moment, as he looked at the child, trying not to weep with joy.
Jenny Noble was born prematurely a few months later. The Doctor had been waiting for hours, and was finally let into a room occupied only by Jenny, lying in a machine that made sure that she suffered no harm from the early birth. "Hello, little one. Welcome to the world." The Doctor whispered, already completely and utterly captivated by her.