Parallel

Summary: They had been pulled in through the rift, so when an Alt!Doctor appears with his daughter...what kind of emotions will they stir up? Will it be just the evidence Donna and Jack need to push a certain pair of Doctors together? Starts in Stolen Earth/Journey's End... Doctor/Martha...Rose fans...be a little wary.

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. This is just a random bit of something.

AN- unbeta'd and...makes subtle references to "Brand New Man" by dontgiveahoot (please read it if you don't get the Ten/Rose pairing!), "The Doctor's Pretty Girls" by portionss-forfoxes and lastly, "Complications" by Kerr Avonsen. All three are great works...really inspire me...oh and are all part of my Doctor Who canon. Not to say the events that happened in them will be replicated. I'll just be snagging some plot ideas/points.

Chapter 3

The Doctor finished chatting with his counterparts companions before deciding to check on Martha and Miranda. He may be upset with Miranda, but she was his daughter. Besides, what if she had been in danger of regenerating? She would've mentioned being injured that badly...right? And she had been able to keep running to the controls.

As he walked down the corridors to the Medical Bay, he wondered if he was really a horrible father. He knew that he should have checked on her despite his anger. What if she had gotten the bright idea that he hated her? He could never hate her. She was his daughter, his little girl.

And Martha...was she alright?

Jack mentioned UNIT had her test pilot some teleportation device. Which, if it was the test run. was extremely irresponsible on both [UNIT and Martha] their parts. And his counterpart, his counterpart hadn't even noticed! It annoyed him, dearly. Part of him wanted to shake common sense into his counterpart.

He paused outside the door and swallowed thickly. Miranda was right, he should have let her go shopping with Tish. He only took her shopping to spend time with her...time outside of her normal studies. Martha knew the kind of trouble he ended up in, she also trusted him to do his best to protect his family. Normally, Jenny and Martha traveled with him when they weren't busy with UNIT. So, had he screwed up? Had he led Miranda to take a step too far? A step that would leave her with the desire to stay on Earth with Francine?

Why was this suddenly hard for him? He wondered as he absentmindedly rubbed the back of his neck. The Doctor was no coward, he could face Miranda and Martha. At least he hoped he could, he thought.

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The TARDIS, while not as connected to the parallel world Doctor compared to her own, couldn't help but open the door to the Medical Bay for him. She had pulled the other TARDIS in because she had one goal.

Fix her thief.

And to properly fix her thief, he needed to get rid of his fixation on the yellow stray. The yellow stray wasn't good for him and she would know. She had seen inside the mind of the yellow stray. There was nothing pleasing or logical in the yellow stray's expectations. Not to mention she was never going to forgive the yellow stray for harming her, even if it had been to save her Doctor. Even now the yellow stray was all over her Doctor while he tried to make sure Sol 3 was returned to its proper place.

Her Doctor's red stray was safe because of the Time Tot. The Time Tot that could be on her ship if her Doctor spoke up to her Dark Lady. The TARDIS humming changed tone as she realized locking her thief and her not-thief in a room would get her desired results- her Dark Lady back and Time tots!

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The Doctor (brown suit, white trainers and a Rose Tyler attachment) tilted his head and tugged on his hair thoughtfully as his ship seemed happier. Part of him wanted to write it off as her being piloted properly with six people [he and Rose alternated on the last console space], but another part wasn't entirely sure. In the 700 years of travel in the Old Girl, she never seemed this happy.

He could remember when she was so angry with him that she hit the Titanic. And that was after she hit her younger self as well.

He remembered telling his younger self that he had left the shields down while making repairs, but he remembered putting them up once he was done. His ship had turned her shields off without him noticing.

"Doctor...?" His blond attachment called out to him. [that was me, the author not the Doctor calling her that...his thoughts were too nice to be written.]

He smiled at her, "Yes Rose?" He had missed her so much, especially in the beginning. Though, not as much as he missed Martha once she left him. The medical student had grown on him and he had an entire year to realize how blind he had been. And when he'd been ready to show her the universe properly, she left. She had moved on, taking her brilliance and love for him with her.

"How much longer til we've got Earth home?" She asked smiling at him sweetly. "Then we'll have the TARDIS all to ourselves..." Her hands were playing with his tie in a very suggestive manner. The Doctor's smiled dimmed a bit, before he turned to look at Donna. The redhead woman would not be pleased if he just kicked her off his ship because of Rose. The Time Lord imagined the ginger would slap him into his next body actually. And what did Rose mean ourselves? She would be going home, there was no way he was keeping her separated from her mother. It was one thing when they lived in this dimension, another when they would be separated for the rest of their lives.

Jackie would never forgive him for that.

He would never forgive himself. Besides, Rose should have moved on, her baby brother was waiting for her along with Pete. "Earth will be in place shortly. Why don't you go talk to Jackie? She seemed worried about you." The blond pouted at him and he mentally patted himself for being unfazed by it. "Rose..." He stated in a warning tone. Pouting, Rose walked over to her mother and started chatting with the older blond.

The Time Lord glanced at his ceiling in bewilderment, before realizing three of the occupants were missing. Where had that counterpart of his gotten too? Martha and Miranda had disappeared earlier, no doubt heading to the Medical Bay. Perhaps, his counterpart went to check on them?

He glanced around, the TARDIS wouldn't let any of the others do something completely stupid, so he'd go check on them as well. As he headed to the corridor out, he paused and lifted the jar with his hand in it cautiously from under the console. It seriously could have broken and injured someone, besides it was full of regeneration energy...it shouldn't be left laying around. The attic, was the safest place for it.

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Donna and Jack exchanged stories about meeting Martha. Sarah Jane and Mickey listened intently, both were startled to hear about the death of the Doctor's daughter, Jenny. Sarah Jane was surprised to hear about the Master from Jack. "Martha? That small woman...walked the Earth?" Mickey asked impressed.

Jack couldn't have looked more prouder. "Oh, you can bet your sweet ass she did, Mickey Mouse." His grin was a fond one. "Voice of a Nightingale." Sarah Jane and Donna exchanged looks, a knowing grin appearing on their faces, Jack admired the doctor.

Mickey raised an eyebrow, "So she saved the world while you and Boss were held prisoner? That's..." He hadn't stopped piloting, but his expression conveyed admiration. Not being mean to Rose, but Mickey had no doubt that Rose wouldn't have been able to do that. She barely lasted this long separated from the Doctor.

"Completely insane." Donna inserted. "I wouldn't have done it."

Sarah Jane shook her head, what if she'd been in Martha's place? The idea of Luke being left with the Master while she wondered the world to fulfill the Doctor's plan, the older woman couldn't have done it. She wouldn't have left Luke alone. Even if the Doctor was there. Sarah Jane would do anything to help the Doctor, but that would've been the line she didn't cross.

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The blue suited Doctor poked his head into the Medical Bay first. Martha was chatting with Miranda, which caused him to smile like a moron. The site of Martha and his daughter always tugged on his heartstrings. Part of him reasoned its because he was allowed to show them both how much he cared about them without worrying on how anyone viewed it. The rest of him entered the med-bay and left the door partially open. "Well, how are my two favorite ladies doing? I say, two because Jenny and the TARDIS aren't here. Though technically you aren't my Martha, but that's fine because stupid me isn't being well, brilliant. And neither of you have answered me yet."

"Doctor..." Martha started to reply before trailing off, "Miranda's fine, bandaged her up. I'm surprised the Daleks didn't do more damage to her." The Doctor smiled at her. Miranda was tugging on her shirt out of habit, her father said she was his favorite girl. He didn't sound angry, but...she chanced a glance at him and saw him smiling at Martha.

"And yourself Martha?" He asked as he strolled towards them, his hands shoved his pocket. "Testing out UNIT equipment during an universe ending disaster, not one of your brighter ideas. Couldn't be helped I assume." Martha sent him a glare. The Doctor pulled out his sonic and waved it at her. "An ice pack or two and...oooh what's this?" He changed the setting, just as Martha pushed herself from her seat.

"Stop scanning me with that thing."

The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so you do know what I've found then? He's got to be thicker than a brick and a bucket load of thickness." Martha placed the hospital bed between them. "Really Martha? Running? From me? That's a second heart!" Miranda covered her mouth in an attempt to smoother her laugh. She had noticed it when she had been in Martha's embrace earlier. It was normal as far as she was concerned.

"Stop talking out loud!" Martha snapped, "And its not funny!" Miranda glanced at the two before moving closer to the door, out of their reach.

The Doctor smirked, "Trying to hide it then?" He slammed his hands on the bed between them. "Really, what happens when you die? You expect to regenerate, if that's possible for you, and then start another life on Earth? You'll really stay there, watch your family and friends die? Any lover you have, if they're human, will die before you. Of course you work for UNIT, so what about accidents then? How do you know your blood type hasn't changed? You'll heal faster than normal if the quick readings I took are anything to go on."

Miranda looked between them before leaving the room. They clearly needed to talk and the Doctor of this universe needed to move his behind. She saw him leaving the area where the entrance to the attic was hidden. He was running a hand through his hair. "I really, really need to clean up that room. So much dust. Who am I kidding? I'll never do that." Miranda heard him muttering to himself. "Oh, erm hello." Miranda raised an eyebrow, reminding the brown suited Doctor in front of her of Martha.

"Hi." She replied before rubbing the tip of her trainer across the grating. Her father hadn't been angry, was this version still angry?

The brown suited Doctor would be honest and say he wasn't angry with the girl. Not anymore. Upset that she had committed genocide, but he would get over it. "Martha fixed you up then?" He asked as he shoved his hands in pockets.

"Yeah." Miranda shrugged, "I'm curious though, why are you letting her marry someone else?"

The brown suited Doctor felt both his eyebrows raise at her statement. "It's Martha's decision. I have no right to interfere with her happiness." He frowned before rubbing the back of his neck. "I had my chance and blew it really." Miranda frowned.

"Dad and mu-Martha are talking." Miranda informed him gesturing to the med-bay door. The Doctor let a puzzled expression cross his face, before he grabbed Miranda's hand.

"Right, anything important?"

Miranda followed him back to the med-bay, "Well, dad thinks you're thicker than a brick." The Doctor paused before he rolling his eyes. "What? Better late than never."

"Yes, well you two showing up is rather..." He seemed puzzled by it before shrugging it off and dragging her back into the med bay. His brown eyes widen when he saw Martha hit his counterpart while he gripped her forearms. She was obviously upset.

What had the loon done now?

"Oi!" Brown suited Doctor shouted at his counterpart. "Unhand her." He released Miranda's hand. The teen looked between the three adults before leaving- again. They needed to have a LONG overdo chat without her around.

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Silver: So, I'll work on this on the random. Please, submit ideas for scenes and what not. Heck, if you want to borrow the idea and write something fifty times better than this- by all means link me to it! So, what kind of harsh truths do we need to have come out?