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"Why is it always weird places?"
"I'm pregnant! Hell no, I'm not going there!"
The Doctor looked crushed. Rose smiled at him and kissed him softly.
"I'll go to Argentina with you," she told him.
"Thanks, Rose," he said back. They grinned at each other, oblivious to the silence around them.
"Aww, they're so cute," Jack cooed.
"I know," Donna agreed. They grinned at each other. Jack took a deep breath.
"Donna," he began. "I... love you. And you're pregnant. Which is kind of a big factor in this plan... Anyways. I love you, and I'm pretty sure you love me too. Soo..."
He got down on one knee. Rose and the Doctor stopped snogging to watch.
"Will you marry me?"
All three women in the room burst into tears.
"That... was so sweet!" Rose sobbed.
"I know! Yes, I'll marry you!" Donna wailed.
"Going to the chapel, we're going to the chapel..." the Doctor mumbled. Rose stared at him.
"What?" He flushed.
"Nooothing... Um, congratulations, Donna!"
"What about me?" Jack demanded. "I'm part of the marriage too!"
The Doctor ignored him.
Rose and the Doctor were lying in a rose garden that the TARDIS had put together for them.
"So I said, I said, no! I shalt not eat thy potato!"
"Doctor," Rose asked thoughtfully. "Will we ever get married?"
He froze. What?
"It's just," she went on, oblivious to the inner turmoil in his noggin. "All this marriage stuff has got me thinking..."
No babies, he prayed. Please no babies.
"About us someday."
He apparently did not realize this was just musing. The Doctor tugged his ear. Then his hair. Then his teeth (what? He had problems).
"Rose... I..."
"I'd like to name a girl Lily. Continue the flower thing."
No! Not babies!
"And maybe Edward for a boy. Gwen was telling me about a book with a man named Edward in it, something about vampires, but I thought it was a nice name."
"I read that book!" He blurted. "It was, ah, good."
"Was it?" Rose murmured, lost in thought. "Hmm... maybe I'll read it."
"I DON'T WANT BABIES!"
She jumped
. "What?"
"NOT YET! PLEASE ROSE! NOOO!" She stared at him.
"Please what? No what?"
"It's just," he explained in a whisper, looking quite agitated. "What if I'm a bad father? What if Jack tries to kiss it? What if The Thing started, ugh, crying?"
"Doctor, I'm sure-"
"HOLY RASSILON! What if The Thing... needed its... diaper changed?"
Rose looked quite amused. "Relax. I was just talking."
The Doctor tugged his ear again. He bit his lip. He scratched his leg. "
Okay."
They continued on peacefully.
Donna and Jack were in what Martha dubbed 'the Honeymoon stage'.
"Coochie coo, could you draw a bath?" Donna twittered.
"Why of course, my lovely scarlet princess," Jack beamed, picking her up. "Let me escort you, Don-Don-Bon-Bon."
They giggled and vanished.
"Oh, God," Martha groaned, dropping down in a bean bag that just seemed to appear there. "That made me want to vomit."
"I thought it was sweet," Rose said, concentrating on her book. "Bloody hell! Choose Jacob!"
Martha shot her a strange look. "
Okaaay."
"I'm reading Twilight," the blonde explained shortly. Martha moaned again. Why her?