a/n: Sequel to An Unexpected Victorian Holiday. If you have not read that, you might be a little confused about who Alt Amy and Alt Rory are. A big hug and thank you for a_who_in_whoville and callistawolf and the ladies at bwr chat for holding my hand through this chapter which went through numerous revisions! Just a reminder that this is Pete's World and history in this verse is slightly different as I established in my last story. Thus, I have taken liberties and tweaked history to fit my verse. The majority of this story will be set in 1924. Thank you again for reading.

Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor who because if I did, this would have happened!

After the family meeting about the temporal anomalies and traveling back in time to find the wolf, things were tense between Amy and Rory. Truth be told, they were not the only ones with a tense relationship. The Doctor was camped out in the Tardis avoiding the tense atmosphere, muttering about cranky Victorian companions and nutter mothers. Rose was still irritated with her mum for pushing the marriage thing. After marching into the Tardis and leaving Asher with the Doctor, she decided it was time for her and her mum to have a heart to heart. After sitting down for tea, Rose got straight to the point.

"Mum, about the Doctor and me, I know you want to throw us a big ta-doo but it's just not us."

Jackie sighed and sipped her tea. "Sweetheart, I'm not tryin' to make you do something you don't want. I'd be just as happy to see you get married in the back garden with just us, Amy and Rory. It's just, you're my only daughter. I want to see you settled. You deserve it and what about Asher?"

"You know the Doctor isn't comfortable with weddin' stuff. He's there for me and Asher and that's enough. You saw him when we were stuck back in time. He was always there for us, all of us, you included."

"Yeah, but what about now? I'm worried for you, sweetheart. I'm not blind. I see what's happenin. He's got his blue box and he can take off whenever he wants without a care in the world."

"That's not gonna happen," Rose assured her, although internally she wasn't so sure about that. Jackie had brought up a subject that was becoming a growing concern in Rose's mind and one she wasn't ready to say out loud yet.

"Rose, he may be alien and all but he's still a bloke. If he loves you, then it shouldn't be any big deal to show you."

"He shows me every day, Mum. He shows me by just bein' here with me. We never thought we could have this, living our lives together and havin' Asher. That's enough for me," Rose said and sipped her tea, trying to convince herself as much as Jackie.

Jackie was no fool. She could see the strain between the Doctor and Rose but it was Rose's choice to live like this. It wasn't like Jackie didn't love the nutter Doctor. Quite the contrary, she'd considered him family long before she and Rose were trapped in this universe. She never forgot the promise he made to her to keep Rose safe and how he kept that promise. Now they were leaving again, traveling to someplace danger and this time taking her sweet grandson with them. She knew he loved them, it was clear in his eyes but what they did was dangerous. Jackie had even pulled him aside to extract another promise from him which after rolling his eyes, he'd given.

Of course, Jackie didn't leave it at that wouldn't let him go without a lecture which he endured while looking for an escape. She couldn't help but smile at this. She did like to wind him up on occasion, but that was out of affection. Harassing him about being alien or every day living or marriage had become almost a sport to Jackie, just to see his reaction. Although, part was also serious. Jackie did want to see Rose safe and properly settled. And, after all, what mother didn't want to see her daughter married? Then, there was Asher. He deserved married parents. However, she knew she couldn't force them into anything. They were both too stubborn and free spirited. It was their lifestyle and it worried her to no end that they could just up and leave with Asher and end up anywhere or any when. In the end, she knew she had to trust them. They had always come home to her, even if his rubbish driving made them more than a bit late.

"All right, sweetheart. I can't promise I won't ask about settling down or if you've reconsidered, but I won't make an issue out of it. Just promise me if the alien git ever goes off without you, you'll let Pete and I know. I don't want you to feel like you're alone or you have to raise Asher by yourself."

"Mum, that's not gonna happen. The Doctor and me are gonna be fine. I appreciate you lookin' out for me but it's okay, really," Rose assured her. In the back of her mind though, a little voice was whispering about how much time he spent in the Tardis and how he could leave and come back and she'd never even know he was gone. Rose tried to dismiss that paranoid voice but she couldn't entirely quiet it.

Rose ignored the niggling doubts festering in the back of her mind and instead distracted herself with the issues between Rory and Amy. Both were committed to traveling with the Doctor and Rose but it was obvious Rory was only going because of Amy, not because he found it exciting. While Amy was bubbling with enthusiasm and would sit in the Tardis with the Doctor asking questions and, in some cases, bickering with him, Rory was studying the latest in medical advances, history or taking long walks on the grounds. He almost seemed determined to avoid anything to do with preparing for their journey back in time.

Rose watched quietly but wasn't sure what to do. It appeared that despite her efforts to get them out together exploring London, her friends' relationship had not progressed any further than it was back in Victorian London. It was obvious that Rory wanted more but he was holding back just as he had then. Amy shot a few longing glances at him but she had grown accustomed to being denied what she wanted most and did what she had always done, remained strong and moved forward. Amy clearly wanted to live her life and see the world around her. Rose suspected she was still afraid of losing her freedom and being locked away as she had been with Torchwood. Rose couldn't blame her for that.

Yet, even though they danced around each other, both were faithful to one another. It was obvious they were in love but Rory wanted to settle down into a traditional relationship and Amy wanted to run, see and explore. That was the crux of the problem. Perhaps this trip was what they needed to find common ground that would bring them together. At least, that's what Rose hoped. Of course, there was also a danger it would tear them apart.

Rose was determined to see the former rather than the latter happen. She'd experienced enough of her own heartache and didn't want that for either of her dear friends. Traveling had brought her and the Doctor together and she hoped it would do the same for them. Part of her was also hoping that maybe this trip would be good for her and the Doctor too as they appeared to experiencing a few of their own relationship pitfalls of late.

In the meantime, Rose decided to keep Amy focused and busy preparing for their trip. Pete had pulled Rose aside and told her that no matter what the Doctor said he could do, Torchwood couldn't stand by idle. This was a threat to the planet and this was their job and Rose was still technically an agent, even if only part time. Rose decided Torchwood could be helpful and perhaps it might be wise to have Rory and Amy help her with the necessary research and reporting to Torchwood. They were slightly resistant but in the end, Rory appreciated the need to document things and maybe even the slight comfort knowing Pete would be there to support them so he wouldn't have to rely solely on the mad time traveling Doctor.

Rose was the primary point of contact and kept Torchwood apprised of what was happening and in return, Pete arranged for Torchwood to supply them what they needed, within reason of course. Rose immediately asked Jake to be her contact inside of Torchwood along with some of the archivists who would feed her any additional information they found regarding the Wolf and any other odd occurrences they came across. Rose even made a few trips to Torchwood to nick a few bits of alien tech here and there.

The Doctor had made great progress with the Tardis but one never knew what could happen. Although slightly hesitant to accept anything from Torchwood, when Rose mentioned that she might have picked things up without anyone knowing, the Doctor seemed to change his mind as if stolen parts were more morally acceptable than donations from Torchwood. Either way, it didn't matter to Rose. She liked giving the Tardis presents and she was under the impression that the Tardis seemed to appreciate her nicked bits and bobs as well.

The Doctor had assured everyone the Tardis was ready and there was no need for fussing or Torchwood. Rose knew he was annoyed and she had to make him see reason. Although the Tardis seemed ready to travel, she was still young and growing. She was not as large or well-equipped as the Tardis in their original universe. This meant there was no wardrobe or cupboards brimming with clutter and things collected by the Doctor over the centuries and quite frankly, the kitchen pantry was empty. Even though the Doctor had made remarkable progress with making her flight ready and had cobbled together parts and components from twenty first century items, there was still a need for much more. The goal had always been to get her safe enough for them to travel to other time periods and planets to procure what else they needed. Unfortunately, those plans were put on hold with the Wolf crisis they now faced.

In addition to parts and alien tech she brought for the Doctor to use, Rose had taken it upon herself to begin filling the Tardis with other things she borrowed from Torchwood's alien artifacts room along with a few odd items to remind them of their first old girl. She and Amy also had decided to begin amassing things for their own wardrobe room, picking up coats, shoes, boots, hats, gloves and all manner of attire from second hand shops around London. It was fun and something that brought them closer together. Pete also may have snuck Rose a few things such as jewelry or currency just in case they found themselves in need while in the past. It wasn't long before the Tardis was beginning to look lived in and reminding Rose of the Tardis she knew.

The Doctor, unfortunately, didn't agree with Rose's plan to fill the Tardis with the things she was collecting. He huffed and sniffed disdainfully whenever she brought something on board.

"We never worried about supplies before. We just took off and survived on our wits," he said grumpily as Rose and Amy carried boxes into the Tardis while Asher sat on the grating next to his father playing with some spare wiring.

"Yeah, well before we hadn't gotten stuck in 1865 with nothin' but the clothes on our backs, no Tardis, a dodgy mobile and wolves muckin' about. We also didn't have a baby with us," Rose reminded him as she made her way down the corridor.

"And everything went fine. Piece of cake, molto bene," he retorted as he soniced some wires together to the delight of Asher who shouted out, "Tetrizionic amplifier. Check!"

He grinned at his son and ruffled his brown hair. "That's my boy!"

Amy rolled her eyes. "I do not believe things were, as you say, Fine. Your son was threatened by that horrid Bransen woman, you were pursued by wolves and Torchwood and you were shot and bleeding, barely escaping with your life. Not to mention, Rory and I were forced to flee like criminals in the night and lost everything. I shall not allow your rather cavalier and laissez-faire attitude to endanger Rose and Asher," Amy lectured. "Also, it would seem your ship appreciates us filling her with supplies despite your cranky, ungrateful attitude," Amy tartly informed him.

The Doctor whipped around and glared at her. "Cranky, who's cranky?" he demanded.

Asher giggled. "Cranky Time Lords are no fun," Asher recited, repeating what he had heard his mother say more than a few times of late.

Amy smiled at that. "What a bright and observant child," she noted, smirking as she walked away to deposit her supplies.

The Doctor scowled. "And how do you know what my ship likes?" he called after her.

Rose walked back in. "Rose, would you care to explain to me why the Duchess thinks the Tardis appreciates being filled with all these…things," he said, waving his hands and saying things as if it was something bad.

Rose walked over to the console and set her hand down on the coral. "Because she's a part of our old girl back in the other universe. I think she remembers what that was like to be filled to the brim with books and bric-a-brac from throughout all time and space. Maybe she knows it makes it feel like home. Isn't that right, girl?" Rose said softly and the ship responded to her.

The Doctor stared at Rose. It would never cease to amaze him how she and Asher had developed a relationship with his ship. Humans shouldn't be able to do that but then again, she was slightly telepathic. "You want to tell me about these conversations you're having with my ship? I mean, you've never talked about it."

Rose looked down at him. "You know we can't talk. It's not even like what you or Asher have with her. I can just feel when she's happy is all." Rose knelt down beside him. "Doctor, I know all you want to do is run off and all of this is drivin' you barmy, but the Tardis is our home and this is just me, makin' it more comfy is all. You've done your part gettin' her ready and she's doin' the best she can to get us there safe. This is my part, makin' her more like she remembers bein' in the other universe and besides, I saw you already into some of the stuff I brought from Torchwood. You know you were itchin' to see what alien tech was in those boxes."

He smiled and shrugged and focused on some loose wires hanging out of the console and then looked at Asher weaving wiring together into shapes as he sang to the Tardis. He sighed and looked back at Rose. "It's just…what was in the old girl, that was my stuff and all this is just Torchwood and humany and…"

"No, it's not all Torchwood or humany for that matter," Rose interrupted, beginning to sense what this was about. He loved this Tardis and building her had filled him with immense satisfaction but he still missed the old girl too. He'd spent centuries on her and she was filled with bits and pieces of all his lives.

"Some of what I moved into the Tardis is from Torchwood but some things were things you and I picked out together or you cobbled together tinkerin' or was stuff Amy and I picked up so we can dress up when we get back in time or so you can fill your pockets with whatever it is you put in there," she said, eyeing his pockets. "Point is, your Tardis was filled with stuff you collected. This Tardis is about us, our family and we're gonna fill it with things from our life together."

He leaned over and kissed her gently. "Rose Tyler, I don't tell you nearly enough how brilliant you are," he said, pleased at her logic. He hadn't meant to be so cranky with her. Despite the appearance of this present body, he was still very old and set in his ways and that was something that he knew was a problem. He loved her, no question about that but sometimes, the past weighed him down.

"No, you don't say it nearly enough but I still love you," she said, grinning at him.

He smiled at her. "All right. I s'pose I can endure a bit of stuff moved in. I like stuff as long as it's not too boring or domestic."

Rose rolled her eyes. "Doctor, we are many things but boring isn't one of them and domestic for us on the Tardis isn't like it is out there on Earth. I think you'll survive. Isn't that right, Asher?"

"Yep," he acknowledged, popping his ps. "Look Daddy! It's a partakino molecule in phase two!" Asher shouted in glee, holding up his wire sculpture.

Rose shook her head. "See, definitely not boring."

The Doctor grinned and then leaned over and kissed Rose. "Thank you," he said softly to her and they bumped foreheads.

"Do you mind?" Amy announced as she walked back in. "I believe we should establish some guidelines regarding public displays of intimacies," Amy announced, showing her Victorian sensibilities.

"This is my Tardis and if I want to snog my Rose I will," the Doctor answered.

"Be that as it may, Rory and I also reside here and will not tolerate your lewd behavior. Now then, I believe we are fully packed. Perhaps you should see to our departure. I will go collect Rory." With that, Amy exited missing his snarky "Yes, Duchess" remark.

The Doctor turned to Rose,. "Can't we just leave them here?"

Rose smiled and caressed his face. "We promised Mum we'd take them and let them help." He sighed dramatically and Rose leaned over and kissed his forehead. "Watch Asher while I go make final prep. Can't leave without a proper supply of tea now can we?" she called over her shoulder as she headed out.

"Oi, or bananas!" he shouted and turned back to Asher. "Now where were we with your Tardis lessons. Oh yes, the temporal stabilizer relay configuration. You're gonna love this!" he explained to Asher as he put on his glasses and pulled his son next to him under the console.

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Later that day after Rose had called her Mum to let her know they were leaving and endured another lecture and plea for Asher to which Rose reiterated she would not leave her son behind, they assembled in the Tardis. Everyone except the Doctor was dressed for the 1920s. The Doctor stubbornly refused to change from his chocolate brown pinstripe suit which wasn't too out of style anyway. Rose and Amy, on the other hand, had embraced the 1920s fashion. Rose had on a soft pink dress with typical dropped waist skirt at mid calf. It had longer sleeves and an embellished modest neckline with buttons the same color as the dress. She even had a cloche hat and Mary Janes to match. Amy was in a similar style except her dress was mint green with a pleated skirt and bold white stripes outlining her neckline. She also had a matching hat and shoes. Rory didn't mind changing into era appropriate clothing, especially since Amy had picked out everything for him. He wore a three piece brown pinstripe suit lighter in color and far less tailored than the Doctors. His coat was longer and he wore a bow tie along with a fedora. He also opted for leather loafers instead of the Doctor's trainers. Rose even had little Asher dressed up for their trip.

As they readied to leave, Rory stared suspiciously at the console and leaned against one of the three pilot seats the Doctor had installed. Asher was in the special seat with temporal shielding the Tardis had set aside just for him. Rose and Amy stood beside the Doctor at the console. The Doctor began flipping switches and had such a twinkle in his eyes. "Ready?" he asked.

Amy and Rose were bouncing with excitement and the Doctor hit the dematerialization switch while Asher shouted out, "Allons-y!" They were hurled into the vortex and back in time. The journey was a little rough and they clung to the console or support struts for dear life. Asher bounced happily in his seat while the Doctor laughed and danced around the console. Amy squeaked as she held on while Rose grinned broadly and hit the few dials and buttons she was responsible for until they landed with a thump.

Rory groaned and pulled himself off the grating, glaring at the Doctor. Rose and Amy stood and dusted themselves off. "1924!" the Doctor shouted. "Out there you will find a London in the midst of a recovery from the worldwide economic crash due to mistrust and tension amongst the countries due to our wolfy rebels causing so much mayhem. People were afraid the wolves were among them and paranoia ran rampant. There were curfews, trade embargos and travel restrictions which are now being lifted. Frightened people had turned toward religion in attempt to feel more secure and were shouting that the werewolves were the devils work. Soon, religious zealots were trying to crack down and implemented the temperance movement which is still the law out there. Torchwood was blamed for letting things get out of hand and lost some of its power and is now a reduced presence. This is the era when everything changes after years of moderation and fear.

"So," the Doctor said, clapping his hands together. Who wants to go first?"

Amy's eyes lit up and she was at the door. She turned and looked over at the Doctor and Rose who was pulling Asher out of his seat. Rory looked worried. "Amy, I think it would be prudent to let the Doctor…"

"Oh come on, Rory! Where's your spirit and sense of adventure?" the Doctor called out. "This is half the fun of traveling! Go on Amy, open the door."

Amy grinned and pulled the door open, ready for adventure and paused just to take it all in. It was 1924 London and the streets were filled with fancy roadsters, more conservative sedans and lorries zipping to and fro. The people on the street were dressed far more formally than in the modern times they had just left. Men were dressed in suits similar to Rory's with fedoras or in shirtsleeves, braces and sturdier trousers with boots and flat caps. Women wore dresses with skirts covering them to their calves, scandalously showing their ankles and wearing Mary Janes or other heeled footwear along with various hats on their heads but nothing so large as in Amy's Victorian era.

The color scheme of the attire seemed to have shifted as well. Men now wore lighter colored suits and women were dressed in far more vibrant pastels and wore shorter bobbed hair styles. There was very little expensive, ostentatious jewelry sparkling in the sun and women seemed to prefer layers of pearl necklaces which hung in various layers, some dipping down well below the bust line. Many women walked alone and unescorted which was also something different from Amy's time when it would have been considered slightly scandalous.

The automobiles and motorcycles were almost like moving sculptures with shiny black, white or beige exteriors with ornate chrome tubing around the outside of the vehicles along with spiffy details that had little to do with the streamlined or boxy versions Amy and grown accustomed to in Rose's time. These vehicles moved much faster than any of their Victorian counterparts but were slow compared to the super highways of the twenty first century. It was a comfort and a bit of a thrill that she could see the influence of her time period in the vehicles that honked and zoomed down the street seeming to barely miss pedestrians crossing their paths.

The motorcycles appeared to be the most popular with ornate designs made of chrome and copper with curves and swirls decorating them almost like moving artwork. Even the people driving them appeared to be dressed in a particularly different style with long leather coats, leather hats wrapped around their heads and ornate sunglasses with unique designs protecting their eyes.

The buildings were very similar to Victorian times in brick and block style with some detailed relief work on the buildings but some now had large ornate signs affixed to them, some lit up and many of the buildings had brightly colored awnings over their front doors. Streets were now lit with electricity instead of the gas lights she was accustomed to seeing in her era and there were no horses. A few children dressed in trousers with braces, knee length socks or dresses and rompers ran by giggling and playing as did a mother pushing a pram and chatting with a friend. A zeppelin floated over the city but it was very different from the zeppelins in the era she had just left. It was large and cumbersome and you could see smoke or steam floating out the back and it made a loud buzzing noise.

Rory and the Doctor walked up beside her. Rory gripped her hand as he looked out on this London that was still not his London but less jarring than the London he left. He looked at Amy who smiled at him and he couldn't stop the smile blossoming on his own face. Seeing Amy like this, dressed in more feminine clothes and with that sparkle in her eyes reminded him of how they were in their own era and especially after meeting the Doctor and Rose. It was almost a shock to him when he realized how much the Doctor's and Rose's appearance in their life had altered his relationship with Amy. He had spent so much time blaming them for losing their old life that it hadn't occurred to him that their presence had allowed him and Amy to spend far more time together in a more relaxed setting separate from Torchwood. They had gone on picnics, attended parties and intimate dinners with their new friends and done things they never would have if the Doctor and Rose hadn't come into their lives.

He was a little ashamed at being so blinded to this fact and it now occurred to him that perhaps he had also judged this new adventure too harshly. Maybe this is what he and Amy needed away from the distraction of settling into a modern world to reaffirm their affection for one another. He was ready to formally declare his intentions toward her but with the shock and trauma of adjusting to modern times, he felt lost and less confident and decided to wait. He didn't want to push Amy when they were already acclimating to a new situation. He was also afraid. She had embraced that modern world and he…he just couldn't. But being with her like this…in this time period, it reminded him how much he loved her. Rose was always saying love could conquer anything, that love endures and is patient. He finally was beginning to see that.

The Doctor peeked his head out beside Amy. "Will you look at that! Now that's a zeppelin!" he said, grinning as the giant gray balloon with leather and wooden structure or navigation cabin hung beneath it.

"Doctor, all these people, they're just walking by us as if we're not here. How can this be? This blue box appears on a street corner with people standing inside of it and they just pretend we don't exist?" Amy asked, still observing everything happening on the street before her.

"Oh, that's easy! It's a perception filter. Makes them sort of not see us. Besides, humans have a tendency to shrug things off. Your little minds simply reject the impossible and you move on along."

Amy stiffened and glared at him. "Rude," she chastised him. "And as I recall, Rose explained you are part human ergo, you have insulted yourself. You should mind your tongue better or one day you might lose it!"

The Doctor scrunched up his face and then unconsciously touched his tongue.

"But if we step out onto the street, they can see us, correct?" Rory asked as he watched a man and woman holding hands with children walk by them.

"Yep! We might sort of appear to them but they'll shrug it off and won't even be able to see the Tardis. There primitive minds will make something up for them."

"Doctor," Amy chastised, glaring at him again. He grinned back at her not the least bit sorry.

"All right, that's enough bickering you two. Honestly, what are Rory and I to do with you? Now come help me find Asher's pram. It's gone missing," Rose informed them as she held Asher in her arms.

The Doctor turned to Rose with cocky grin and with hands in his pockets rocked back on his heels. "You don't think I'd allow my son to be pushed around in some boring humany pram do you?"

Rose sighed, "Doctor."

He snapped his fingers and a pram rolled out of the corridor. It was rectangular and looked like the Tardis. It was blue with paneling and even said police public call box on it. The Doctor aimed his sonic at it and a hood slid out from around the edges into over part of it. It sat on four large wheels with silver spokes and had a single chrome handle one end. Rose shook her head and walked over to look inside. It was, of course, bigger on the inside with blue cushions imprinted with golden Gallifreyan symbols. There were even some of Asher's toys laying within the very posh and very Doctory pram. Rose put Asher inside and he laughed and immediately picked up his favorite toy which was a globe that glowed with different images which the Doctor had made for him.

"Doctor, are you sure it's a good idea to have some of the Time Lordy toys lying about? I mean, what if someone sees 'em and starts askin' questions?"

The Doctor's grin widened and he tapped the pram with cocky glee. "Comes with its own perception filter and a few extras."

Rose crossed her arms and stared hard at him. "Doctor," she said in a warning tone. "Tell me this thing isn't gonna take off with our son or teleport him to the other side of the planet?"

"What? No, nothing like that. Well, unless we need to send him back to the Tardis for safety reasons but it has to be activated by the sonic for that."

Rose stared at him for a moment and then walked over and hugged him. The Doctor wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "I am good aren't I," he murmured to her.

Rose looked up at him and kissed him lightly. "Don't get cocky." She turned and began wheeling the pram toward the door, looking at Amy and Rory. "Well, we're not gonna find that wolf standing here and wheeled Asher out the door followed by the Doctor who looked very pleased with himself.

"Right," Rory said. "I had almost forgotten what life was like without a pervasive air of intrigue and danger surrounding us."

Amy grinned up at him as they following the Doctor and Rose out. "Yes, exciting isn't it," she said as she tugged him out the door.