Whispers

By DaughteroftheStars

Note: PLEASE RE-READ THE PREVIOUS CHAPTERS! I've gone through and added and/or changed a few things, including adding times and locations to each chapter; so please, if you haven't already, please go back and re-read the previous chapters. Hopefully, they'll make more sense that way.

If you've already re-read them, then continue on!

Allons-y!

Year 2011, The Smith Home, Greenwich-

'Wot problem?' Rose asks as John types away at the computer, a small, foetal image taking up the centre of the screen.

He doesn't seem to hear her at all, and continues clicking away, numbers and letters appearing around the image faster than Rose can read them.

'How far along are you?' he asks quickly.

'I don' know… 'Bout two months… but wot…?'

'And your physician… did she mention anything unusual? Anything about your blood?'

'No, she jus' checked the results. But wha' are you…?'

He picks up the sonic screwdriver again and examines it. 'It faulty. That's it. Serves me right for trying to make another one without the TARDIS.' He goes back to clacking away at the computer keys again.

'John?'

He remains completely oblivious, his eyes never wavering from the screen.

'John?'

He still doesn't move.

Rose takes him by the shoulder and turns him towards her quickly.

'Doctor!'

He examines her face quickly, her words finally registering within his mind.

'Wot problem?'

Finally, he gives in. 'Two heartbeats,' he says definitely as he goes back to the computer.

Rose's brow furls.

'This is saying there are two heartbeats beside yours. And if that's the case, then we've got a serious problem.' He begins typing more harshly. 'This entire thing is impossible, but this… this is beyond even that.'

Rose shakes her head as if trying to wake herself up from her stupor. 'Two heartbeats li'e… like twins?' she tries quietly.

'No.'

'Li'e a Time Lord?'

He continues his work without even looking up. 'Yes.'

'But you're Human.'

'I know.'

'An' I'm Human.'

'I know.'

'So how could this hap'n then?'

'I don't know.' His clacking seems to grow even faster now. 'It shouldn't exist at all, let alone as a Time Lord. And as no Human has ever carried a Time Lord child before, then we've got a problem.'

'Why, is it dangerous?' Rose asks.

'It isn't for a Time Lord.'

'Bu' I'm no' a Time Lord.'

'I know.'

'So are we in danger then?

'I don't know. It's never been done before. And as it shouldn't exist at all… well, that only adds one more carrot to the pot.'

'Bu' how could it happ'n? You've only go' the mind of a Time Lord. Nofin' else.'

'Your guess is as good as mine right now. And you're sure your physician said nothing at all about your blood? Nothing unusual?'

'She didn't say anyfin' about it a' all. But wot's 'at got to do with it?'

'Nothing. Maybe everything.'

He goes back to clacking away silently and Rose sighs deeply, leaning against the table pensively for several minutes.

'How differen' is it then?' she asks after her long silence. 'Carryin' a Time Lord?'

'I can tell you what the norm of it is. But this'll be different.'

'Tell me then. How different?'

John sighs but still doesn't look up. 'For one thing, a Time Lord gestation period last two years.'

'Two years? I'm gonn'a be pregnant for two years?!'

'And most go through a period of uncontrollable sneezing. But that's assuming it is a Time Lord at all and that it survives being carried by a Human.'

Rose looks at him worriedly. 'You're sayin' I could kill it?'

'Like I said, it shouldn't exist at all, so I don't know what will happen. Another first.'

Finally, he clicks one last button and turns the screen off to look at Rose resolutely.

'We've got to get to Torchwood.'