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"Dad…" echoed down the stairs.

Sighing the Doctor took his glasses off and walked into the hallway, "Yes?" He glared up at his 8 year old daughter.

"I can't find my shoes!" She pouted from the upstairs railing.

"Where was the last place you put them?"

"James's room," she whined. "Behind the dresser."

"What are they doing…" The Doctor pinched his nose. "Never mind don't want to know." He sighed then looked back up at her, "Go in his room and get them. We are leaving for Pete and Jackie's soon as your mum get's home."

"Yeah Grandmum!" She ran off out of sight.

"If it is any help I've got this one ready." Ellen came out of the downstairs toilet with their three year old in her arms. "Sticky fingers and face all clean. Can you keep an eye on her? I need to finish wrapping the gifts for Jackie and Pete."

Upon seeing her father little Evelyn Tyler Smith started fussing, "Dahee! Up!"

"I can keep an eye on her. You go on." Ellen quickly hurried back to the kitchen. The Doctor picked her up, and kissed her cheek. "James, are you ready yet?"

"Did you have to send her in my room Dad?" He and Rose's bespectacled 10, nearly 11 year old son came down the stairs clearly annoyed as he tried to tie his own tie.

"She said her good shoes were in your room."

"They were." James walked up his father. "Help?" The Doctor let Evee down so he could help her brother. "She hid them there last time we had to dress up."

"The rabbit goes around the tree and THEN down the hole." The Doctor fixed his son's tie. Recently his son had taken to copying him. Rose had said she didn't mind the shirts, ties, and trainers, but she drew the line at matching suits. "What's wrong with her shoes?"

"Nothing, she just wants to wear her trainers." James

"Tattle Tail!" Came a shout from the top of the stairs.

"Verity Rose!" The Doctor scolded, "Get down here. Your Mum should be home any minute." Grumpily she did as she was told.

Again the Doctor pinched the bridge of his nose. James was two when Verity was born. Even two years apart they were a handful. James took after him with messy brown hair, big brown eyes, and too smart for his own good. The day they got a call from his kindergarten teacher saying James was being disrespectful they knew they were in trouble. The boy had yelled at his teachers because they were making him color the grass blue and a cow purple. The Doctor wanted to say "They are on some planets," but he decided that was not the best idea. Oh yes, James was most certainly his father's son.

Verity, or Vee, as she sometimes wanted to be called, was quite a handful. She had been the baby of the family for 5 years before little Evee came along, and she let you know it. She was a ginger blond like her grandfather. Though the Doctor secretly suspected maybe a bit of Donna's influence might be in there too; given the fits of temper and stubbornness they had run into. She loved being outdoors, especially climbing trees.

Then there was little Evee. They hadn't really planned on adding any more to their family but when Rose found out she was pregnant with Evee they couldn't be happier. Evee had a special place in his heart given how she was born. Like the other two Rose intended an at home birth but things didn't go as planned. Evee decided to come two weeks early, and in the middle of the biggest snow storm the city had see in 50 years. The Doctor, with Ellen's help, had to deliver Evee himself. Even with all the creatures, Daleks, cybemen, and other nastiness he had faced in his nearly 1000 years in the universe, the fact he held his daughter's life in his hands was the most terrifying thing he ever faced. Thankfully mother and daughter were fine. The first time she smiled at him; he was wrapped around her little finger.

"Dahee," Verity fussed, "Mum was going to help me with my hair."

"I'll do it for you." He started to take the bows from her.

"You are a boy. You can't do bows." She glared at him like he knew nothing.

Silently the Doctor was dreading her teenage years. "You have a choice either you sit still while I fix your hair or you go without."

"Fine..." She rolled her eyes. Oh yes the Doctor was not going to enjoy her teenage years. Verity took a seat at a chair in the lounge.

Brush in his teeth, the Doctor twisted Verity's waist length hair into an up-do, then tapped her shoulder to hand him a bobby pin.

He was putting in the last bobby pin when James came into the room looking confused, "Uh Dad?" The Doctor looked up at him, "Where is Evee?"

The Doctor muttered a curse around the brush as he spat it out into his hand. Verity shrieked, but was fine. "Evee! Where are you sweetie?" He ran out of the room.

"I've got her," came a voice to his right, and behind the stairs. Rose came walking up to him, Evee in her arms. "Somebody was playing hide and seek in the coat closet." She rubbed noses with her daughter making her giggle.

"Thank you," He came up and kissed his wife.

"Mum, Dad did my hair." Vivian fussed.

"It looks pretty." She gave the Doctor a significant look. "He did mine a few times."

"Thank you Daddy." Verity hugged him around the waist.

"You're welcome sweetheart." He hugged her back, "Go get your coat. That goes for all of you. James help your sisters." Rolling his eyes James led his sisters up the stairs to their rooms.

With the kids upstairs the Doctor wrapped Rose in a hug. "And I thought herding cats was bad."

"You are doing fine. No one was bleeding and everyone has shoes on the right feet." Rose teased. "Besides you will do better next time."

The Doctor raised an eye brow at her, "Next time? Are you telling me that you're…"

Rose laughed, "No, I'm not, but don't be surprised if you hear from Mrs. Margery Gatehouse that I am."

"Oh please tell me she will NOT be there." The Doctor cringed.

"It's Mum and Dad's 35th wedding anniversary party. Yes she will be there."

"My cheeks were sore for days after the engagement party." The Doctor put a hand to his cheek in mock pain as he grabbed his coat.

"Funny" Rose gave him her 'I am not amused' look as she went upstairs, "Kids, we are leaving."

Sighing the Doctor got his own coat out of the closet and waited by the door. A couple minutes later Rose came down with Evee, and handed her to the Doctor. "Ellen do you have the presents?"

"Their on the table in the library." Ellen called back from the kitchen.

"James would you mind?" The Doctor asked. James rolled his eyes but went and got the package.

"That everything?" Rose asked as she took Vivian's hand.

"I believe so. I've got Evee, and James, you ready?"

"Yes sir." He hefted up the package in his arms.

Rose led the way out the door, followed by James, then the Doctor.

As they walked down the street toward the tube, the Doctor leaned over to his son. "James, word of advice for tonight."

"What is it Dad?"

"If your Grandmum wants to introduce you to someone named Margie, Run! You will thank me for it."

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