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Rose's POV

The Doctor landed the TARDIS right in the middle of my mother's living room. I admit that our "special trip" didn't go at all how we planned it, but it certainly was an adventure. But, as usual, even after all the thrills and near death experiences, I was glad to be home again. As we stepped out of the TARDIS, Sarah came around the corner with a frown on her face.

"Well what's that for?" I asked her. "We're back just like we said we'd be."

"You're late," she said, crossing her arms.

"Late?" the Doctor asked. "How can we be late? It's only noon! We dropped you off at ten! It's only been two hours! We're not late!"

"You dropped me off yesterday!" she countered. "I thought you said you'd only be a few hours! That is way more than just a few hours! If I didn't know better I would think that you're trying to get rid of me." She froze for a moment. "You aren't trying to get rid of me, right?" I smiled and hugged her.

"Of course not," I assured her. "It's just that the Doctor isn't as good a pilot as he'd have you believe. When we left here he was supposed to take me to 1979, and do you know where we ended up? 1879! An entire century off course!" My mum chose that exact moment to come into the room.

"An entire century off course!" she exclaimed. "How on earth did you manage that Doctor?"

"Oh please!" the Doctor said. "Everyone is overreacting. 1979, 1879, they're practically the same thing anyway!"

"No they're not Doctor," I argued.

"What happened when you were in 1879?" Sarah asked eagerly.

"Well we met Queen Victoria," I started. "She thought I was naked because of how I was dressed. And there was a werewolf! We took care of it though, but not before it scratched the Queen. The whole royal family could be werewolves now. Oh and I'm pretty sure that we've been banned from Scotland. I don't think the Queen took a liking to us. But I did get her to say 'I am not amused'. All in all, I'd say it was a very nice trip."

"That doesn't sound nice," Mum said. "That just sounds frightening! Honestly, I don't know how you two do this. I think you're both mad."

"Well I think it's exciting," Sarah smiled. "You met a werewolf! Oh I wish I could've seen it! Please promise me you won't leave me at home next time. I really want to come."

"Don't worry," the Doctor smiled. "You can come with us next time."

"That reminds me," Mum told us. "Mickey called while you were out. He said he tried your cell but you didn't answer. He needs your help. Something about a school I think. You should give him a call." Mickey. Oh God I hadn't thought about what to tell Mickey. I hadn't really thought that much about him at all since we found Sarah. I guess I was a bit … preoccupied.

"No problem," the Doctor smiled. "We'll call him in a minute. But for now I think we'd better get going. Awful lot to do you know." He extended a hand to Sarah, who took it eagerly. I gave my mum a hug good bye and the three of us boarded the TARDIS. The Doctor examined my expression as he took off.

"Well aren't you gonna call?" he asked me. I looked up and forced a smile.

"In a minute," I smiled. He looked at me again and sighed. He walked over to me and leaned against the console."

"Alright," he said. "What is it? What's wrong? You're normally jumping at the chance to go and see Mickey and now you won't even call him." I looked up at him.

"Tell me Doctor; how does one introduce their sort-of-ex-but-sort-of-not-ex to their daughter from the future?" He froze for a moment. The thought obviously hadn't occurred to him either. "And what happens if she already knows him like she knew my mum? Or worse, what if he doesn't stick around in the future and she has no idea who he is? What do we do then?"

"Honestly Rose, I'm not sure how we handle this," he admitted. "But there really is only one way to find out." I smiled at him and picked up my phone. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Sarah's POV

"Doctor stop that," Mickey complained.

"Stop what?" Daddy replied.

"You're doing that thing again."

"What thing again?"

"Talking in a bunch of big and scientific terms so that I can't really understand what you're saying. Just stop your rambling and tell me who she is." Daddy ran his fingers through his hair again and looked over at me. Mommy and I were sitting patiently in the pilot's chair, waiting for him to finish explaining. He had offered to do it, but it didn't look like he knew exactly how.

"Well I'm not trying to confuse you," he told Mickey. "It just happens to be a very complicated matter. I don't really know how to put it into simpler terms." I rolled my eyes. This was going to take forever. I decided that I had better help out.

"I can explain it," I offered, sliding out of the pilot's chair and walking over to them. "It's not as complicated as he makes it sound. I'm their daughter, but I'm from the future. I was messing around with some stuff that I shouldn't have been touching and got myself sent back here and I'm stuck here for the time being."

"Wait a minute," Mickey said, eyes widening. "When you say that you're their daughter you mean…"

"She means me and Rose," Daddy clarified. He gave me a small smile. "See. Even that was too complicated for him." I resisted the urge to crack a smile and failed.

"You're joshing me right?" Mickey asked. "Please tell me that this is a joke." I shook my head. "Well how is that even possible? Wouldn't the two of you be … incompatible or something like that? I mean she's human and you're… not."

"Incompatible?" Daddy asked. "Mickey where do you come up with these crazy ideas? And I'll have you know that the human species is very adaptable. Why you lot could probably reproduce with just about anything that has a similar anatomy."

"How do you know she's really yours though?" Mickey asked.

"She has partial Timelord DNA," Daddy answered. "You can't fake that. There's only one other way I could possibly think for someone to have that and I can almost guarantee you that is not the case right now."

"I'd like to hear about that," Mickey said. I sighed.

"You don't believe me," I frowned. "Well I guess that should be expected. But maybe I could prove it to you. See, you may have never met me before, but I know exactly who you are. You're Mickey Smith. You're good with computers. You've known my mum for years at this point, even dated her for a while. I've always thought that you were funny and we happen to be very good friends." He stared at me, dumbfounded.

"Okay fine then," he replied. "Maybe I do believe you. But I called you guys so I could get some help looking into something. She's not gonna be in the way is she?"

"I don't think so," Mommy said with a smile. "You said we were going to a school. She mightjust be one of our greatest assets."