Part Two:
The Doctor wasn't happy. In fact, he was so far from happiness that it wasn't even on his horizon. And so, he did what he always did when he wasn't happy; he was tinkering with the TARDIS.
He lay under the controls, leather jacket cast aside, armed only with the Sonic Screwdriver and enough blue language to make a sailor blush.
Try to expand a stupid ape's mind and what do they do? Backstab you…That was the last time he let anyone join him and Rose. No matter how much she pled and puppy-dog eyed him. No more tagalong pretty boys!
He liked it better with just him and Rose anyway…Yes, him and Rose, against the universe, alone together.
"Um, Doctor?" Rose's voice rung out.
He grunted to show his attention.
"Is there any possible way a baby could be on the TARDIS?" she was hesitant and it felt like one of his hearts was in a vice. What happened now? What had his trouble-friendly companion gotten herself into now?
He rolled out from under the controls, prepared to console and plan ahead and maybe go back to kill Adam…When in fact he found her holding a…well baby wasn't the correct term for the child, most likely Toddler was…
"Where exactly did that come from?" his voice was shaky as he stood up.
"I was makin' us some lunch and he just…appeared, like teleported, on the table."
The Toddler was obviously ill, and obviously unhappy.
"Yer holding it wrong," The Doctor reached out and grabbed the Toddler from her, holding him correctly.
"What? Do you just keep rooms full of babies?" she questioned,
"Of course not." The Doctor growled. The toddler squirmed in his grasp, revealing the waist line of his trousers had a tag.
"Hold 'im still." Rose pounced, tugging at the tag where she could read it, "Harry Potter, if found please—Now, that can't be right…" she looked up, biting her lip, "It says if found please dial my number…"
"That can't be right," The Doctor's brow furrowed, "You sure?"
"Yeah, I know my own number…"
"And you've never seen him before in yer life?"
"Nope, never…"
The Doctor turned on his heel, "Ta med-bay."
"You have something for his cold?" she hurried to follow.
"Aye, but 'm gannin ta scan him with everythin' I—What the hell are you?!" the Doctor had rocked to a halt, glowering down at Harry. Harry, not to be outdone, glowered back in equal measure. Still, somehow he looked like the moody toddler he was.
"Doctor!" Rose scolded.
"He's a Time Lord Rose!" that was said with fear, panic and anger lacing his voice.
"I thought you said you're last one!"
"I am…Or I was…" The Doctor eyed the boy, taking measured steps again.
But once again, Harry sneezed and vanished with lights and cracks. However, The Doctor and Rose were on his tail. If a Time Lord child had survived then other Time Lord adults could have and that would be very bad news for everyone.