AN: Yeah...I'm really, really sorry about this taking so long you guys...I had a lot to deal with...

Anyway, notes for this chapter are:1. I can't really remember how long it was inbetween Rose getting trapped and Bad Wolf Bay, so I'm going to say six months?(If anybody knows otherwise, please tell me!) And, this was inspired because I don't think Jackie could do subtle.

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own any of it.

Address in the Stars

Chapter Four

Now I'm driving

Through the pitch-black dark

And I'm screaming at the sky

Oh, cause it hurts so bad

Everybody tells me

Oh, all I need is time

And then the morning rolls in and it hits me again

All that ain't nothin' but a lie

"Rose? Pete? Can I talk to the two of you 'bout something?"

It wasn't the statement which drew Rose's attention, but rather the tone in which her mother voiced it. As she looked at her mother sitting across the breakfast table, she noticed how Jackie had her hands rather tightly clasped together, as if she was nervous about how whatever she was about to say would be taken.

"What is it, Jacks? Nothing too terrible, I hope?" Pete said as he came into the dining room, carrying a pot of tea.

"Yeah, that's what I'm hopin' as well." Jackie said, pouring herself a cup of tea and taking a long sip from it. "It's just, y'know how you two were thinking about maybe turning that spare room into a sort of workshop for when you want Rose to take a look at something for Torchwood? Well, I was thinking we could perhaps use it for something else instead."

Rose frowned, confused by her mother's request. "Do you need it for something, mum?"

"Well…"

"Jackie, just tell us and then we'll decide whether it's a good idea."

"Well, I was thinking perhaps we could turn it into a…a nursery, instead. I mean, we're not going to need for another six months at least, so, you can have it for that time, but it just seems such a waste to go and remodel the whole thing twice in such a short amount of time, you know?"

Rose and Pete simply stared at her for a few moments. Then, slowly, Rose managed to find her voice. "Mum, are you…pregnant?"

Her mother's voice suddenly grew shy, similar to the way it had been back when she had had to converse with Pete when the two of them were first stuck in this world. "Well, I haven't been feeling well, you know, so I went to go and get checked out to see what's wrong, and they told me I was about two and a half months along."

Crash!

Pete's jaw had dropped, and his hand was slightly open as he stared at Jackie, as if he didn't realize that his own cup was now sideways on the table, spilling over the edge and onto his suit. He seemed to struggle for a moment. "Are you serious, Jackie? I mean, you're really…Oh my…" He stood up and ran his hand over his head, then walked into the kitchen.

"Dad, you all right in there?"

There was the sound of a drawer being opened and shut, before Pete walked back in, holding a small towel. He still sounded somewhat fazed as he answered while wiping off the table. "Just getting a towel to clean up my mess. It appears I'll need to change my clothes before I head off as well." With that comment, he walked out into the hall leading to where his and Jackie's bedroom was located.

Jackie relaxed visibly in her chair. "Well, he certainly took it better this time around."

"What do you mean 'better'?"

Her mother shrugged. "Well, you know. Better than when we found out I was pregnant with you, I mean. Back then, the poor man fainted."

Rose shook her head. "But Mum, that wasn't him, it was…It was somebody else. I mean, they look the same, and they more or less have the same personality, but they're still…different."

Jackie smiled. "I know all that, but…It's just, there's times when I look at 'im, and he looks at me, and I could swear in those moments that there's absolutely no difference between 'em, you know?"

"Yeah, I know." Rose took a sip of her own, now-cold tea as she remembered the times she too had felt that way. Granted, he hadn't had the same face, or even the same personality, as Pete did, but she had known that deep down they were the same person all the same. "You're happy here, aren't you, Mum?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, I would've preferred it if we hadn't come the way we did, with the Cybermen, and the Daleks, and all, but…This is nice, you know. It's like…Like we're getting a second chance at a life together, me an' him."She looked out to where Pete had disappeared. "I suppose I'd better go check on him. Make sure he didn't wait until he got to the bedroom to faint."

As her mother left the room, Rose thought over what her mother had said. A second chance, huh? Those words brought back a memory of something she had only mumbled to herself, a few years ago, back when he had still been her Doctor. Yeah, second chances were nice.

But do they always cause this much pain?

She grabbed her phone and keys off the table and ran out the door, not caring whether or not she was missed.

End Note: So basically, Rose is feeling really torn because on one hand, she's happy that her parents are happy, but on the other hand, she still hates the fact that they were trapped there in the first place. Anyway, please forgive my tardiness and please review.