Ah, this chapter was fun to write.

In Which There Is Far Too Much Laughter

"Jenny! Jack! You'd better be decent, I'm coming in!"

"Feel free."

Donna opened the door to Jenny's (Jack's too, but you won't get the Doctor admitting that) bedroom and entered, followed by Rose.

Jenny smiled at Rose.

Rose smiled uneasily back. "Hi. You're Jenny, yeah?"

"Yeah. And you're Rose. Are you Dad's girlfriend?"

Rose paused. "Err…I'm not sure. Let me get back to you on that one."

Jenny laughed. Donna laughed too. Jack said he didn't know why they were laughing, it most likely wasn't a joke. Rose agreed, but she was grinning as well.

Jack soon found the downside of having three women on board. Mainly that they got on. Well. And talked. Talked a lot. Mainly about him and the Doctor. Not something he wanted to sit and listen too.

"Eh, I'm gonna go see how Mr Spock's getting on." he said, going for the door. No one paid him any attention anyway.

--

"Alright, Doctor?" Jack asked, coming into the control room.

"Never better." The Doctor replied, not stopping dashing about, not looking up. "Where's Jenny? And Rose? And Donna, now I mention it…"

"In my…I mean, Jenny's…room, gabbing about something or the other. So Rose…is she back for good?"

The Doctor glanced up at him. "Yes, of course she is." He said. Jack couldn't help thinking he was trying to convince himself as much as he was Jack. "Why?"

"Well, I don't think she'll appreciate Susan calling her 'Granny'. She's only twenty five or something."

The Doctor blinked. This was getting a bit much. Rose was back, Jenny was back, Jenny was with Jack, and Jenny was pregnant. With his granddaughter. Susan. Yeah, that hadn't quite sunk in yet. Honestly, that Donna Noble, couldn't she have picked any other name…?

"Where're we off to?" Jack asked, breaking through his thoughts.

"Yeah, Doctor, I was wondering that myself." Donna asked. She had come into the room, unnoticed by either, about ten minutes previously. She'd left Rose and Jenny to talk.

"Barcelona." The Doctor replied, grinning.

"Spain? Blimey, Doctor, lost your touch a bit, have you? Barcelona? Better go get some sun cream…"

Jack sniggered.

"I meant the planet, Donna." The Doctor explained. "The planet Barcelona."

"Do I still need sun cream?"

"Probably."

"Well then."

--

"Jenny! Rose! Hurry up!" The Doctor called.

Jenny and Rose came into the control room. Both were in hysterics, leaning on each other.

"You two have fun?" Jack asked

Rose looked at him. Jenny looked at him. They both fell about laughing again.

"What?" Jack demanded.

The Doctor snorted. "I'm guessing your face, Captain."

Rose and Jenny laughed harder after looking at him. Donna couldn't help joining in.

"We are not amused." The Doctor said.

"Oh shut up, Sir Doctor of TARDIS. Where are we?" Rose asked, now trying to keep a straight face.

"Barcelona!"

"Finally!"

"I know!" the Doctor grinned, and grabbed Rose's hand, pulling her outside, Jack and Jenny went together, and Donna glared after them.

"That's right; Miss Noble can go alone...lonely forever more 'cos she decided to keep some scrawny wimp company…his girlfriend comes back and what does he do? Leaves me!"

"Shut up, Donna." The Doctor laughed, coming back into the TARDIS and taking her hand too. "Happy now?"

Rose was laughing. Donna smirked. "Not really." She replied.

And so, like that, Jack and Jenny and the Doctor, Rose and Donna walked in their respective groups hand in hand out into the sand-like texture of the Barcelonan ground. It was bright purple, clashing completely with the bright yellow sky filled with emerald clouds and a dark red sun. Red means heat, and the sun certainly wasn't lacking in that. Donna commented on how surprised she was that the dark navy birds hadn't fell out of the sky, roasted like a chicken in a furnace.

She and Jenny had, thankfully, changed into something less jumper-like before arriving.

"Oi, get down!" Donna cried. She'd suddenly been attacked by a big pink thing with violet spots, licking her face with a very long, very green,

The Doctor laughed. "Down boy." He said, and the thing got off of Donna and eagerly jumping around the Doctor's feet.

"What is that?" Donna demanded. "It hasn't got a nose!"

"A dog! He's a beautiful, alien, Barcelonan dog. And he's lovely, aren't you, champ?" The Doctor asked, bending down and rubbing its crimson belly.

The dog barked its approval, jumping to its feet and wagging its long curly tail. The Doctor, still kneeling, lifted the tag on its collar. "Its name is Twig. Got lost, have you, Twig?"

The dog looked as if it was nodding.

"Come on then, that'll be our first adventure. How about it?" the Doctor asked, turning and grinning at his friends.

"Sounds alright to me, you old softie." Rose laughed.

"He is." Donna agreed in a mock-contemptuous voice. "A right little girl."

Jack laughed.

Jenny said "How adorable! Twig, I mean. Not so much Dad."

"Oh, thanks a lot, Jenny." The Doctor replied.

--

"Erin Clark." The ginger woman introduced.

"How very human." Donna noted.

"They've colonised by this point. 51st century, am I right?" the Doctor asked.

Erin nodded, obviously a little confused. "I see you've found Twig. And he's not trying to run away from you!"

"Yeah. He yours?" Jack asked.

"Not if you want him." Erin said. "Pirate had puppies, and we're selling them off. Only Twig won't sell. Too hyper. So he's a gift."

Rose, Donna and Jenny all at once turned to the Doctor with an imploring look on each face.

The Doctor hesitated. "Better not take a dog on the space shuttle, because if he sticks his head out when you're coming home his face might burn up."

"Which is a quote. Jack Handey. Am I right?" Jack asked.

The Doctor nodded.

"Get some original material. Stop quoting." Donna ordered.

Jenny laughed. "Please Dad?"

"Please Doctor?" Rose asked.

"Fine. Fine, we'll take Twig. Happy?"

"Very." The girls chorused.

--

"Too warm for you or something?" Jack asked the Doctor, as they walked behind the women who were running along the endless beach with Twig, looking for a shop to buy a bathing costume – an endless beach must have a big ocean, which meant lots of swimming and tanning.

"Nah. Just bored."

"Think of it this way." Jack said, as the sand ended and they met with a huge body of bright amber sea. "Rose in a bikini."

"Jack!"

"Not for me." Jack amended quickly. "I've only got eyes for Jenny. You, on the other hand…come on, don't tell me you aren't imagining it."

The Doctor said nothing. He did, however, redden slightly.

"It's sunburn." He replied irritably when Jack pointed it out.

Jack laughed.

Oooh, the Doctor's being a naughty little Timelord! Rose'll not go swimming without a little prompting and therefore the Doctor will be very sad if you don't review.

By the way, Twig Clark is the name of Catherine Tate's partner, and Erin's her daughter. So I'm not original with names. Whatever.