Unrequited Rose

I don't own the Doctor Who series. SCIFI bought the rights from BBC a while ago.

Chapter Two

She was in labour. Five months early and she was in labour.

Pete and Jackie came running as soon as they heard her scream, only to see the sheets soaked with what looked to be water. Rose continued screaming.

"Pete, you get the sheets. I'm going to start a warm bath."

A water birth. It was the easiest thing. Rose continued to scream even though she knew she would be out of pain very soon.

The Doctor needed to be here for this.


The TARDIS shook violently, and the Doctor went into a frenzied panic, trying to figure out what was going on. Hitting a few buttons, the ship automatically stopped.

The doors opened.

And the Doctor found himself where he had never wanted to return.

Bad Wolf Bay.


The warm water helped the pains. It also acted as a luberication for the infants to come out.

She still had to push. And she was only an hour into labour when she had felt the first child come. A small boy, screaming and kicking as he was handed to Pete by her mother.

Rose breathed as the pains stopped temporarly. She suddenly feared how many were left. If they were human it was far too early for them to come out. But she didn't have a choice as the pains started once again. Her mother screeched as the next baby came out, clawing and screaming and cleaned by the water.

The pains stopped. She felt two more, smaller things slip from her. And her mother's scream was all she heard before she passed out.


The Doctor heard the scream, and ran to it. Felt the pains, and ignored them. He had left Donna where she was.


Jackie stared at the small baby, much much too small. A fifth heart, a small girl, underdevolped organs unable to stand against the water and air. She could mourn the loss of a grandchild, but it was too soon. The placenta had to be thrown out, and Rose had to be taken out of the bath.

But first, as she took the babies from Pete, the door had to be answered.

Her first thought was that it would have to be Mickey, hearing the screams from the flat under them. But as Pete lead the visitor to the bathroom, she was shocked beyond words.

"Doctor."


Rose awoke to find three pairs of small eyes staring at her, and she looked up to see who was holding them.

"Theta." The ever-familar smile broke out on his face, and he looked down at their children.

"Need to name them, sweet. I can't stay for long." Rose frowned, but sighed all the same. "What do you suggest?"

"You're they're mother. It's your job." Looking at them, the twins with their light blue eyes, and the smallest with her brown orbs, Rose found herself in a state of panic. "You have to take one of them with you. I can't raise all of them on my own."

The Doctor looked at her, frowning. "What do you suggest I do, take them through time and space with me? An infant in a place of danger. Do you not remember what it was like?"

"I remember just fine. Take one of the eldest with you."

"After you name them."


Rose watched with a heavy heart as the Doctor took her second youngest, her Susan and her son, Zeikial. In her arms Jennifer cried for her father.

They were Time Lords, and needed to be raised as such.

Jennifer never had a chance. As she had been brought into the world. Rose could only hope that her youngest, frailest child could survive without the other two.