A/N: I don't like 7am. It shouldn't exist.
Chapter 2 – Hello, John!

Rose, Jack and Jackie watched in bizarre fascination as the boy they could only determine to be the Doctor eagerly yummed down breakfast cereal at the table, seemingly not caring about them watching him so intently.

"I'd like to wake up, now," Jack said, staring at the boy.

"How did this happen?" Rose asked the question they had all been asking themselves for what seemed like a very long time. But no one knew. Not even the faintest clue.

The boy Doctor was the one that broke the ensuing silence as he finished his food. "Where's Mummy?" he asked.

Rose frowned. His memories had regressed? "She's…" she tried to think of a suitable reason, aware Jackie and Jack were staring at her. "She's gone away."

"Daddy?" the boy asked.

"He's… away too."

"Irving?"

"He's gone away as well."

The boy sniffed. "Left me again," he said quietly, before sharply looking up at Jack, Rose and Jackie in turn. "Who are you?"

Rose gave him a supportive smile. "I'm Rose, this is Jack, and this is Jackie," she said, gesturing at each of them in turn.

The boy Doctor suddenly giggled. "Jack Jackie," he said, laughing. None of the adults in the room quite knew how that was funny as the he took his glass of orange juice and gulped it greedily down. "I want Mummy," he suddenly said.

Rose persisted with her comforting smile. "She'll be back soon, you're staying with us for a while, okay?"

He made no indication of having heard her; instead he set the glass of orange juice back on the table and frowned, pointing to the left side of his temple. "Head hurts," he said. "There. Don't feel well."

"Why don't you go back to bed?" Jackie suggested.

"But I awake!" he protested, suddenly launching off of the chair and jumping up and down, the pyjama shirt that had previously fitted his lean, adult form now hanging loosely on him, big enough to be his tent. Halfway through jumping his foot caught on the inside of the shirt and he fell to the floor lightly, giggling. The others watched in bemusement.

"We really need to get 'im some clothes," Jackie said, gazing at the boy as he got to his feet and started running around in circles, still giggling to himself.

"And a name," Jack said. "We can't keep calling him Doctor, 'cause, well, that's not the Doctor anymore."

The boy suddenly stopped, looking at him quizzically. "Doctor? That's a stoopid name," he said.

"Well what is your name?" Jack asked, and then held his breath. Rose held her breath, too. Even Jackie held her breath. The Doctor's real name was…

"You don't know?" the boy asked, looking annoyed. "Not telling!"

"Aww, c'mon," Jack urged.

"You have to guess!" the boy said, sticking out his tongue before he began running around in circles again.

"Maybe we should just call him John?" Rose suggested, turning back to the other two. "He always went by that when he had to."

Jackie and Jack both nodded in approval, turning their attentions back from the hyper child running around the kitchen floor to Rose. "What the hell are we gonna do?" Jack asked.

"We can't do anything," Rose realised. "We don't know what caused it, we can't ask the TARDIS… There's not really anyway we can reverse it at the moment."

"Aww," Jack said suddenly, grinning. "Do we have to change him back? He's just so damn cute."

Rose rolled her eyes. "At least we know the TARDIS is still working, though. If his memory's been regressed he's probably speaking Gallifreyan at the moment."

Jack nodded. "So maybe we just… wait. Until something turns up or the TARDIS comes out of lockdo-"

Suddenly there was a loud crash from the other room, and the sound of electric buzzing. The three adults quickly rose to their feet in alarm, glancing around their feet for the boy Doctor.

He wasn't there.

"Doctor!" Rose yelled, tearing out of the kitchen and into the living room where she could quite clearly see the child sitting next to the television that was now lying on the floor, holding a piece of wire in each hand.

"Hehe," the child said, grinning. "Brokified."

"He's gone and broken my bloody TV!" Jackie yelled as she began to storm over to the child Doctor, anger plain on her face…

The reaction from the boy was shocking. He suddenly jumped up onto his feet, eyes wide and staring at Jackie as he backed away, plainly terrified. Suddenly he burst into tears, diving in the gap between the sofa and the wall, curling up into a ball, crying. Jackie backed away, stunned.

Rose took one glance at her mother before running over to where the boy was hidden, approaching him cautiously. The child was completely curled in on himself, crying with what Rose could only assume to be terror.

"Hey, it's okay," she whispered, reaching out slowly, touching him on the shoulder.

"I did bad thing," the boy Doctor said, shuddering with tears. "Please don't."

Rose brushed her fingers caringly through his hair. "We're not gonna do anything to you, okay?"

He looked up at her through wet eyes before his eyes disconnected and looked behind her at Jackie, still lingering. "Make her go away," he said quietly. Rose looked at her mother, who took the hint and backed away across the room.

"She's gone," Rose said gently, offering her hand to him. "You gonna come out, now?"

The boy sniffed and held out his arms to Rose. She dutifully picked him up, holding him close to her chest as he buried his head in her shoulder. "Tired," he murmured.

"Bed for you," she said to the child, glaring at her mum before moving into the spare room.

Jack looked over at Jackie, who seemed a little shaken by the child's reaction.

"That wasn't an ordinary reaction," Jack said quietly. "He's regressed back to being very young, with his own parents… He's…"

"I know," Jackie said, staring sadly at the space Rose had disappeared with the child Doctor for a moment. "Poor little guy," she said, and then left the room.


Jackie waited the few hours next to the boy's bedside until he woke up. When his eyes opened they instantly focussed on her and he scrambled back towards the headboard, pulling the cover up to his nose and staring at her with fearful deep brown eyes.

"I thought you might be hungry," Jackie said kindly, holding out a muffin to him. He stared at it. "Banana-flavoured!" she added. This seemed to make him happy and he reached out to take the muffin, massive in his tiny hand. He started cramming it down.

"Hey, don't eat too fast," Jackie said, smiling. He stopped instantly, as if in freeze-frame. Jackie laughed. "You'll upset your tummy if you do."

He resumed eating, but now in slow-motion. Jackie laughed, and the boy Doctor began to giggle.

"We've got you some clothes, too," Jackie said, pointing to the ironed pile on the end of the bed. The boy's eyes lit up.

"Mine?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yours!"

"Yay!" the boy said, chewing on the banana muffin as he clambered out of the bed, the tent-like pyjama top still massive on his tiny frame. He ran over to the clothes pile and began to root around for something he liked, clothes flying everywhere. Finally he picked something out and walked back to the bed, lying them down on the duvet. He looked up at Jackie, staring expectantly.

"You need some help?" Jackie asked. He nodded, lips pouted. She reached forward to lift him up on the bed, but for some reason he tensed in her grip. Jackie sighed.

"Love," she began, brushing her hand through his wild brown hair. "You don't have to be scared of me."

He didn't reply, still tensed.

"I don't know what your parents think is acceptable but no one is ever gonna hurt you here, ok? No matter how many TVs you break. And if I ever hit you in any way you can hit me right back, okay sweetheart?"

He looked up at her, his grin restored as she hugged him tightly.

"There. Now let's get you dressed."


"We need to do something," Rose said, glancing at the door of the spare room from where she and Jack sat on the sofas in the living room.

"But what can we do?" Jack asked.

Rose paused for a moment, thinking. "Is the TARDIS unlocked, yet?"

Jack shrugged. "The Doctor said a couple of days…"

Rose was already getting up. "We need to check. Maybe she can help us."

Suddenly the door of the spare room burst open and the boy Doctor came running in, launching himself at Rose and hugging her middle tightly.

"Hello!" Rose greeted, hugging him back. "Do you like your new things?"

"Yeah!" he said.

"Good," Rose said, glancing at Jack. "Me and Jack have been talking, do you want to come with us to the TARDIS?"

The boy suddenly drew back, gazing up at her in disbelief. "TARDIS? A TARDIS? You gots a TARDIS?"

Rose nodded, smiling. "Yeah, we do."

"Wow!" the child exclaimed jumping up and down in excitement. "My Daddy says I'll have one after I finish the academy!" He tugged on Rose's top. "Let's go, let's go!"


A/N: I will keep this preview going... I will!

Chapter 3 – Bath Time

"Hello!" Rose replied, moving forward to help, taking the bottle of shampoo, squeezing it out and rubbing it into his hair.

"No!" he said, reaching up to his head. "Me try!"

"Ok," Rose conceded, laughing as he raked his tiny hands through his chaotic hair. "Careful," Rose said, "you'll get it in your…"

"Ahhh!"

"Eyes," Rose finished lamely.