A/N: Hello! I hope you all have enjoyed your holidays :) As always, I would like to thank those who are following, favorited, and have reviewed this story! You guys are wonderful.

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"Sooo... what's their name?"

"Who's name?" Jack asked, coming out of his reverie.

"The person you're missing," Rose told him as she curled closer to him in bed. She was having trouble falling asleep and had slipped into Jack's room after the rest of the school had gone to bed.

"How do you know I'm missing someone?"

"Because I know that look. It's the same look that I would see on my mum when I was little, it was the look the Doctor would wear after someone or something reminded him of his planet or people, and it's also the look I would see in the other universe when I would look in the mirror. Sometimes I still see it," she told him sadly. "Plus, I know you."

"Ianto," Jack told her quietly. "Ianto Jones."

"Shut up! My doctor at Torchwood's name was Ianto Jones. He was lovely, Jack."

"Ianto as a doctor? Wow. Well, he's not one here but he does work with me at Torchwood. He's brilliant. I need to tell him that more."

"Make sure you do then," Rose told him fiercely.

"I will," he agreed, not sure where her intensity was coming from but thought it best not to question. "I can't wait for you to meet him, Rosie. You'll love him."

"I'm sure I will."

"So, who are you missing? Jack asked her as turned on his side to face her.

"Well the Doctor, of course," Rose answered immediately, not even bothering to pretend not know what he meant.

Jack nodded. "Of course."

"But right now I'm really missing my mum."

"I'm sorry, Rose."

"Not your fault."

"What did she think of the pregnancy?" Jack asked. "I remember she wasn't the Doctor's biggest fan."

"Oh, she didn't like him one bit. It wasn't until he sent me home from the Gamestation that she earned a sort of respect for him. After a bit of arguing she was even the one to help me get the console open so I could get back to him. Then when he regenerated he spent Christmas with us. We even stayed a few days after just to relax."

Jack was shocked. "The Doctor did domestic?!"

She giggled. "That he did. In his own way. After that they got along much better. She even kissed him after he took me home that last time before Canary Wharf!" Her eyes grew sad at the memory but still held some laughter at the Doctor's reaction to Jackie's kiss.

"Oh boy! I bet he loved that!" Jack said through his chuckles. "So telling her about being pregnant must not have been so bad then if she liked him more."

"Ha! She may have liked him more but that doesn't mean she wanted me to have his 'alien babies.' I was terrified of telling her." Rose closed her eyes as she thought back to the day she found out she was pregnant and told her mum...

"Positive."

"Okay... Alright. Um..." Mickey wasn't quite sure what to say. He was the one who suspected that Rose was expecting, but it was still rather unnerving to hear that he was right.

"Yeah. Um," she agreed as she began to sway where she was standing.

"Rose, come sit down," Mickey told her as he stood and led her to the bed. "That's right. Now take some slow deep breaths for me. Alright?"

Rose closed her eyes and began breathing in sync with her old friend. She was beginning to relax when her eyes suddenly flew open as she let out a gasp. "Oh my god."

"What is it, Rose?"

"I'm pregnant." Mickey just stared at her, unsure of how to respond. "I'm pregnant, Mickey. I am pregnant. I haven't the slightest clue how to be a mother to a human baby let alone a little Time Lord!"

"Rose, you need to calm down. You'll be a fantastic mum. And I reckon the Doctor acted childish enough that you had to mother him quite a bit," he told her, trying to get her to smile. His plan worked, even if it was just a small grin.

"God, he could be so immature at times." Rose bit her lip as she tried to hold back her tears. "Seriously though, Micks, what am I gonna do?"

"I don't know, Rose. But we'll figure it out." He draped his arm around her as she rested her head on his shoulder. Mickey thought he was doing a good job of keeping his own pain and hurt in check but Rose still felt incredibly guilty for all she had put her ex through. After a few minutes in silence Rose stood and faced her bedroom door.

"S'pose it's time to face the music."

"What do you mean?"

"Time to tell mum."

"Well, good luck with. Call me later." Mickey stood and began to walk out of the room when Rose called out to him...

"Wait! Aren't you going to come with me?" she asked him timidly.

"I'm not that brave."

Rose gave him a knowing smile as she thought of their last Christmas together. "Oh, I don't know..."

"You'll be fine, Rose," he said, his voice turning serious. "Your mum loves you and will understand. Probably more than you think. But... it's still probably best if I head off to work."

"Kay... Thank you."

"For what?"

The two just smiled at each other for a moment before Mickey gave a nod and left.

After Mickey took his leave Rose hopped in the shower, hoping that would help clear her head and think of how exactly she was going to tell her mother about the pregnancy. However, by the time she showered, changed, and blow dried her hair, she hadn't thought of anything. As she walked in the kitchen and saw her mum and "dad" at the table she decided that she would just have to wing it.

"Rose, sweetheart! You're up! Are you feeling better? Are you hungry? Let me make you some eggs or would you rather have some toast. Maybe just a cuppa to start? How about-"

Pete cut off his wife before she could continue. "Jackie! Let the poor thing breathe."

"Sorry, Rose. I'm just so happy to see you up and about." Jackie had been incredibly concerned about her daughter ever since they returned from Norway.

"Mum, uh, I need to talk to you."

"What is it? What's wrong?"

"Why don't I give you two some privacy." Pete stood from the table and was about to head out but was stopped by Rose grabbing his arm.

"No wait," she said with a wobbly grin. "I would like you to be there too." Rose gave him a hard look. Without missing a beat he instantly understood that Rose needed him to be there, not for her, but for Jackie.

"Of course, love," he told her kindly. It had been hard when Rose had first told him who she was after her first visit to that universe, but after spending time with her, he couldn't imagine Rose not being his daughter. "Why don't we go sit in the library?" he suggested, knowing that was Rose's favorite room in the mansion. He led the two Tyler women out of the kitchen and Rose turned to mouth a silent "Thank you" behind Jackie's back.

Jackie and Pete sat together on a plush, overstuffed love seat, while Rose sat in the chair across from them. "Alright then, missy, out with it," her mum commanded. "What's wrong?"

"First, nothing is necessarily wrong. Unexpected? Absolutely. But, I wouldn't use the word wrong," Rose said slowly and nervously. She refused to think of her's and the Doctor's baby as wrong or a mistake.

"You're not making any sense, Rose. Just tell me what's going on." Jackie was getting nervous. Rose had not been herself since they arrived in this universe and Jackie feared Rose would never be the same again. Pete put a calming arm around Jackie's shoulder, trying to get his wife to relax.

"Jacks, you need to just stay calm and let Rose speak. You being upset like this can't be good for the baby," he whispered to her soothingly.

She kissed his cheek. "You're right. Sorry."

Rose never felt more alone. She would never have that. She wasn't going to have the father of her baby reminding her to take care of herself and the infant. Pete and Jackie had each other and while Mickey was incredibly supportive of Rose, he couldn't be there for her like the Doctor could. And Rose couldn't ask him to be if she wanted to. His priority was Torchwood.

Pete's voice brought Rose back to reality. "Go on, Rose."

"Okay. Please don't be mad, mum... but ..uh... I'm pregnant." Rose inwardly cringed as she just blurted out the news. She had meant to ease into.

Jackie stared at Rose and didn't say a word.

"And the Doctor is the father... in case you were wondering." Rose had suddenly felt the need to add that in there. Jackie had known there was nothing going on between Rose and Mickey for a long time but she still wanted to clarify for her mother.

Jackie just continued to stare and Rose wasn't sure what to do or say. Pete seemed to be having the same dilemma. Finally, he figured that maybe if he got some more information out of his sort of daughter then Jackie would come to. "Are.." he cleared his throat, "Are you sure, Rose?"

"Pretty sure. I mean I haven't gone to a doctor or anything but I took a home test. And I mean it makes sense with everything that's been going on with me... you know, physically, I mean." Rose looked from Pete to her mum but Jackie still seemed to be in her trance.

"Alright then, we'll set up an appointment with one of the physicians at Torchwood. They're the best there is Rose and they'll be perfect for this situation."

"That's great, Pete, thanks. I'm not really sure what to expect from this pregnancy." Rose glanced to her mum again and finally lost it. "Mum, will you please snap out of it! I'm sorry, mum! I'm sorry you're disappointed in me and that your angry that I'm having the Doctor's baby, but right now, mum, I am so scared. I'm all alone and I have no idea what is going to happen to me or the baby. I need the Doctor but I don't have him. And if you won't speak to me then I won't even have you. And I need you too, mum. I... I..." Rose broke down into sobs.

Her daughter's outburst brought Jackie out of her daze and the woman immediately went to her daughter and pulled her into a hug. There wasn't enough room for them both on Rose's chair but they somehow managed.

"Hush now, sweetheart. You're not all alone. I will always, always be there for ya. You hear me?" Rose just nodded her head as her mum continued speaking, "But you were right about one thing, love, you need the Doctor."

"Mum, I told you what he said about the universes collapsing. It's just not possible."

Jackie just snorted at that and pulled away so she could look at her daughter, face to face. "He's been wrong before and if there is a way to get you back to him then we're going to find it. Right, Pete?"

"What?" he asked, startled. "Oh yeah, course we are, sweetheart" He smiled at both women.

"Then that settles it. Go get your coat, Rose." Jackie stood up and left the library.

"Where are we going, mum?" Rose asked as she and Pete raced to keep up with Jackie.

"Torchwood, of course. We need to get you checked out to make sure you and the baby are healthy and Pete needs to get a team started on figuring out how to get you back to the Doctor."

"That mum of your's is one special lady," Jack told her after Rose finished her story with a yawn, "Now try to get some sleep, Rose."

"Can't," she mumbled back exhaustedly. "These two think they're running a marathon."

"That proves it then," he said with a grin. "They are definitely the Doctor's kids."

"I just don't fit in here. I'm not like the other boys. I try to make friends, I really do," Timothy told Rose next afternoon. She was standing next to him cleaning dried blood off his face since he had just entered her office, rather somberly, sporting a bloody nose. Rose had asked if he wanted to go to the nurse's office but he was confident it wasn't broken. He instead asked if he could just stay in her office for awhile.

"I know you do, Tim. Can you at least tell me who shoved you down?" Rose asked him.

"I didn't see. There was a whole group walking behind me and as they passed one of them shoved me into the banister," he admitted quietly. He wasn't exactly sure who it was but he had a strong feeling he knew which boy did it.

He didn't quite fool Rose, but she decided to let it pass. "Which class are you missing right now?

"Professor Smith's."

"No worries, I'll go with you to speak to him when classes are done to make sure you don't get in any trouble. Alright?"

"Thank you, Miss Rose."

While John Smith was sitting at his desk, he was supposed to be reading his students most recent essays but instead he was writing in his journal of his most recent dream as a time traveling mad man. It had been the oddest of dreams so far. Miss Rose was his traveling companion and they went to a completely different planet called New Earth. While there, Rose had been possessed by some sort of flap of skin, which made her act very different and forward. She had even kissed him! He, unfortunately, was brought out of his thoughts of the kiss by a knock on the door. "Come in," he called out as he placed the journal in one of his desk drawers. He stood as Timothy Latimer entered his classroom, followed by Miss Rose.

"Hello, Professor Smith," Timothy said with a nod.

"Hello, Mr. Latimer. Might I ask why you didn't show up for my class today? You know missing class is unacceptable unless I have a note from the headmaster or Matron Redfern.

"I'm afraid it's partially my fault, Mr. Smith," Rose jumped in. The last thing she wanted was for poor Tim to get into more trouble. "As he was heading to your class, there was a scuffle with some other boys. Unfortunately, that resulted in a bloody nose for Mr. Latimer. My office was closer than the nurse's so he came to see me and by the time I was able to speak to him about the matter and get him cleaned up, your class was over. I do hope you'll forgive him his absence," she added a sweet smile. One she reserved for when she was trying to convince the Doctor to take her shopping or to the spa.

John inwardly sighed. He couldn't deny her anything if he tried. "Alright. I suppose this once I will let it go. But do try to not let it happen again, Timothy. Now off you go," he said kindly. He tried his hardest to be stern with his students but he didn't want them to hate him.

"Yes, sir," the boy replied and slowly began making his way out of the classroom.

"Oh, Miss Rose, might I have a moment? There's a book here I thought you might be interested in," John called out to her as she had begun following Tim.

"Of course." Rose tried to ignore the way her heart fluttered at his words but was failing miserably. "Come by and see me tomorrow, Tim."

"Yes, Miss Rose," he told her as he continued to walk out of the class. As he reached the door he turned around and saw Rose standing next to John with her arm lightly resting on his. He was looking down at a book on his desk, while she just looked at him and smiled. Timothy was suddenly hit with a vision of his professor and Miss Rose standing in the same position on some sort of grassy hill. They were in front of a large blue box and wearing very odd clothing.

As the Rose in his vision smiled at John Smith, she told him gleefully, "Can I just say, traveling with you... I love it."

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