"If you no longer want to marry me, that's fine but I'm not getting rid of our child and you're not getting rid of me until I know what to expect and have enough information to look after him or her properly."

And with that she left the room, her ring left on the table by the door.

*+*

The Doctor was speechless and more than a little bit confused but a small spark of hope gave him the motivation to follow after her.

"Rose!"

Knowing what was happening and that they needed to get this right, the TARDIS led him to the garden, where Rose was sitting, eyes closed trying not to cry.

The Doctor collapsed next to her and grabbed her arms, his body leaning over hers so he could look directly at her, effectively pinning her in place.

"Rose, what did you mean 'enough information', information on what?"

Although difficult with him invading her personal space so much, Rose ignored him.

"Rose. I need to know what you meant."

He sounded so desperate, and she had no idea why, but maybe if she answered him he'd leave her alone.

"Well it's not like it's going to be the same is it? I mean you've got two hearts and that bypass thing, a massive brain and you're slightly telepathic. Will our baby be like that? Will it be nine months or twelve, or 8 weeks?! I need to know if there is anything I can't do, like give him asprin and if there's anything I should do."

Rose was still studiously avoiding him, talking as if to herself, or the TARDIS, but the Doctor wasn't having any of it. That little spark of hope had grown and consumed his thoughts, he needed to get her to the med bay and run some tests to answer her questions. She was so sure, never faulting in her speech that it was theirs, he had to check her reaction, just once more. He once said if he believed in anything he believed in her, and idiot that he was he forgot who she was.

"Rose, Rose, look at me! ... Fine. But I'm really sorry I upset you, I'm so sorry, I just thought… well… Time Lords are meant to be sterile, that's why we had the looms-"

"- so you thought I had cheated on you?"

She did meet his gaze then, eyes wide in disbelief begging him to say no. The Doctor shifted uncomfortably but didn't dare look away.

"I don't know what I thought, I only knew, well thought I knew, that it's impossible. I'd never thought we'd be able to have children, Time Lords and humans aren't compatible. I won't know anything about the pregnancy until we get back to the infirmary."

She pulled away then, no longer passively enduring his hold on her.

"I need to know you trust me. I won't do any tests until you believe that I didn't cheat on you, you know I'd never do that."

Nodding his head vigorously in agreement the Doctor started to ramble, all doubt vanished in the face of her conviction.

"Yes, well of course! Even if you didn't love me, Rose Tyler would never do that to someone, you're too kind and compassionate! I mean the thought, I don't understand how I thought that. I'm an idiot, idiot Time Lord. I shouldn't of let my fear get in the way, I trust you, I do, I Just made a mistake, a very big mistake but it was a mistake. Glad none of the other me's are here, they'd hurt me. I mean you're, you're Rose! You wouldn't do that to someone you love… that is if you still love me?"

Rose didn't want to forgive him that easily but felt better knowing he felt that way about her and seemed to have come to his senses. He hardly had time to lie in a ramble, he talked so fast!

"It wouldn't hurt so much if I didn't love you."

"Good, I'm glad, well obviously not glad it hurts, glad that you still love me, even when I'm being such a big idiot… cause I love you too."

He sifted nervously on his knees, longing to reach out to her but recognising that it might not be completely welcome.

Rose sighed and relaxed her body, she was glad too, in a weird way, but very emotionally exhausted. She could tell he was trying not to smile in relief and holding back from her and appreciated it, normally he was completely oblivious.

"I'm tired, I just need some rest, we'll talk when I'm awake yeah?"

She gave him a tight smile and left before he could agree. Probably a good thing, he might end up going down memory lane about when she'd say morning and he'd give her the 'time is relative' or 'not in the TARDIS' speech and they'd argue until they agreed she would refer to it as the waking hours unless they were part of a timeline when he would have to call it morning.

Quite lucky she left when she did.