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The Morning After

The Doctor jerked his head to the doorway when he heard the door begin to open, unconsciously drawing the still sleeping Rose tighter against his chest. Thankfully, Rose had fallen asleep rather quickly, sleeping rather peacefully through most of the night. This was one of those times he was glad he didn't have to sleep much; he was able to stay up all night and try to muddle through all of his conflicting thoughts. Maybe, if he was lucky, he would be more level headed when Rose woke up.

Seeing Jackie standing in the doorway, the Doctor began to worry about what she would say to him. Surely she would kick him out, or slap him at the very least. However, Jackie's face appeared rather calm as she steadily walked into the bedroom and sat down on the chair next to the bed. From the way that Jackie was acting, it looked like she was going to give him a talking to and the tension in the room was already uncomfortable enough.

"I don't want her to wake up when she is looking so peaceful," Jackie said, obviously warning the Doctor to be quiet and not wake her up. As angry as Jackie was at the Doctor for being so harsh to Rose last night, she did understand how hard this all was for him. He had been trapped inside a bloody watch and the moment he came back he discovered that Rose was indeed in love with his human counterpart and was pregnant. That would be hard enough for the average guy and the Doctor wasn't exactly one to deal with his emotions in the most healthy way.

"Yeah…" the Doctor awkwardly mumbled, slowly taking his hands off of Rose and scooting away from her until he was sitting on the edge of the bed facing Jackie, prepared for a famous Tyler lecture. This was going to be a very uncomfortable conversation, so he should at least attempt to be in a good position. Jackie was looking even more intimidating than usual, with her hair down and her eyes done up into a heavy smoky eye.

"Doctor, do you love my daughter?" Jackie asked, watching the Doctor's face as he sputtered for an answer. It was a bit amusing, seeing the ancient Time Lord looking at such a loss for words. He could face countless aliens trying to destroy him and the universe and deliver a grandiose speech, but a simple yes or no answer to Jackie Tyler was terrifying.

"Why would you ever even have to ask that?" the Doctor gasped out finally, his eyes flitting over to Rose's sleeping form. A part of him wished she would wake up so he wouldn't have to have this conversation with her mother. But he supposed it was better to be on good terms with Jackie than have her hate him for the rest of eternity.

Jackie just shook her head when he didn't discreetly answer her and spoke up again. "Rose is my only daughter and I love her, so I need to do all I can to make sure she will be safe and happy," she explained, the picture of a supportive mother. "I understand that you didn't plan for any of this to happen, but can I ask, did you know that you would be married to Rose when you turned human?"

"No, I wouldn't do that to her," the Doctor argued. He hated the fact that Rose had been pushed into such a difficult position. It had been agony for him to watch Rose fall in love with someone else, surely he wouldn't force that on himself. "I didn't know what would happen, it was programmed by the TARDIS," the Doctor explained, failing to mention where the TARDIS had gotten the idea from in the first place. His ship thought she was helping by forcing them together, but it very well may have ruined them instead. "I'm sorry, but I can't really apologize for John Smith," the Doctor continued, barely able to let the name fall off his tongue. "I never expected this to happen. Trust me, Jackie, I had no control over what happened."

"Doctor, nothing can be changed about that now, what's done is done," Jackie responded, emotion filling her voice as she brought up what she came in here to discuss. "Both of us know that isn't the major issue. There's one much bigger that no one is acknowledging," Jackie sighed, wiping away a stray tear before she continued. "Rose is going to have a baby," Jackie stopped, letting the word fill the room.

The Doctor sniffed, glancing around the room. "I know," he answered, his voice flat.

"I need to know if she is going to go through this alone," Jackie told him, understanding the burden of being a single mother herself. "I'm not going to slap you if you tell me the truth, everyone just needs to know," Jackie paused, continuing when the Doctor didn't say anything or look at her. "It would be better for you to leave now instead of getting her hopes up that she can have this with you."

"I don't know," the Doctor muttered, not knowing what he was supposed to say. He couldn't leave Rose, but he didn't know how he could stay either.

Jackie huffed, obviously taking his words as apathy. "Listen, I understand that you are a high and mighty Time Lord, but Rose matters too," Jackie huffed, speaking softer a moment later when she saw Rose shift like she was going to wake up. "Don't you dare drag her about, Doctor. Tell me now if you're going to run away in that box of yours so that Rose can prepare for that. And, if that is the case, I won't force you to stay because it is your decision," the blonde paused, taking a deep breath. "I would want you to leave as soon as possible. She doesn't need to get her hopes up about having a family with you, it would only hurt her."

The Doctor pulled at his hair, making it stick up even more, not knowing how to respond. He had barely had time himself to even think about the conundrum they were in. "Rose…I don't know if I can leave her. I just don't know what I am going to do, Jackie."

Jackie was shocked to see the Doctor, who she had always thought to be a strange and emotionless alien, on the verge of tears. And, in spite of how she felt about him at the moment, walked over and pulled him in for a warm hug. "Doctor, you need to help her right now either way. When I lost Pete it made me understand something. He left me with no warning at all and it took me a long time to accept that. And I don't want Rose to go through the same thing as me. If this is going to be the end, don't drag it on any longer. Say goodbye, she needs the finality. But if you do this, if you can stay, don't make her worry any longer that you will leave because you can't do domestics. She needs an answer, Doctor."

"But it isn't the same as you and Pete," the Doctor stuttered. He couldn't believe Jackie Tyler had just given him such important device. Perhaps even the push that he needed. "He died, he didn't leave you willingly. And Rose just lost John."

"And that's you saying you're going to leave," Jackie sighed, imagining how heartbroken Rose would be after losing both John and the Doctor. "Just make sure you give her a proper goodbye so she doesn't spend the rest of her life waiting for you to come back," she made to get up, not able to look at the Doctor anymore. She was disappointed, never really wanting to believe that the Doctor could leave her daughter like this.

The Doctor stood up then as well, blocking her path towards the door. "I'm not," the Doctor assured her, stammering over his words. "I'll be here," he added, making sure Jackie understood what he was saying.

Jackie visibly relaxed, a relieved smile filling her face. "Don't forget you'll always have a family here," Jackie responded, placing a comforting hand against the Doctor's cheek. And, for once, the Doctor didn't flinch away from her.

"Listen, I need to get to work, I'm already late as it is," Jackie announced, sounding upset that she had to be leaving at all. "Make sure to tell Rose I wanted to stay, but I have to go…please don't make her be alone in here all day," Jackie whispered, getting up to leave Rose's room, adding one more comment before she left. "I know you love her, maybe you haven't admitted it yet, but I know. And my Rose has loved you from the start, Doctor."

…

Not fully awake awake, Rose reached her hand out, surprised by the fact that the other side of the bed was empty and cold. However, before she opened her eyes, she thought about her dream from that night. It was odd, how quickly everything could fall apart. Her subconscious sure was evil to her right now.

"Doctor?" Rose whispered, hoping she was still in a dream. She knew that he had been right next to her when she fell asleep. Not like that meant she should expect him to be there in the morning, though. It had only happened a few times in the past, but Rose had woken up in the middle of the night screaming from a nightmare. Each time the Doctor had appeared in her room in moments as if he knew automatically when she needed him, making sure she was okay. She always asked him if he would stay once she calmed down, as it did help her fall back to sleep and prevent further nightmares. It was only since he got a new face that he had said yes and willingly climbed into the bed with her. But, even then, he was always gone when she woke up and she had no idea how long he stayed with her through the night. With that thought in mind, Rose fell back into a fitful sleep for a few more minutes.

Finally waking up from dreams this time, Rose rolled over closer into John's arms, her hands reaching up and pulling him down by his more spiky than usual hair for a kiss without opening her eyes. Feeling the slight resistance in his lips, Rose quickly opened her lips for him, breathing in relief as John's lips began to move against her own, the kiss quickly deepening into something much more than an innocent good morning kiss. Smiling against his lips, Rose pressed closer against him as her arms latched around his neck and he gently rolled so that he was hovering over her, his hands trailing up and down her sides as he pulled her tightly against his chest.

Rose let out a gasp of surprise a few seconds later when she remembered that all that had happened the day before was certainly not a dream at all. It had happened, all of it, and now John Smith was gone…which meant that the person kissing her was someone else. Her eyes snapped open, her mind most definitely fully awake now. She looked up to see the Doctor's face directly above her own, his deep brown eyes staring at hers with such intensity that it halfway scared her.

"Umm..." Rose muttered, her face flushing bright red as she realized her mistake. It was odd, having done a lot more than kiss with this body before, but not with this man present in it. She and the Doctor had only kissed a few times. How could she have been so stupid to kiss him and make everything awkward. A part of her mind reminded her that he had eagerly returned the kiss, but she pushed that away to analyze later.

Immediately the Doctor was off the bed, standing up next to her before she blinked. "Jackie left to go to work," the Doctor explained, appearing perfectly calm and normal. It was disconcerting, how he could hide his emotions.

"Oh," Rose mumbled, surprised her mother hadn't stayed for moral support. But perhaps she had left her alone with the Doctor so they would have privacy while discussing what they were going to do next. It appeared as if the Doctor was not going to acknowledge the fact that they had kissed so she decided not to act as if it occurred as well. That was just one less thing they had to work through today.

"She came in here early this morning and said she had to go to work. She apologized for leaving right now, but she has used all of her sick days already so she had to go," the Doctor quietly explained, pulling his hands through his hair, making himself look even more adorable with his hair sticking up more than she had ever seen it before. Obviously he had been pulling at it all night as he did when he was stressed. And from her judgement he needed a haircut, honestly had never noticed his hair looking out of place in the past. Perhaps it was just a side effect of the whole human thing.

Rose nodded, yawning as she sat up in bed. She was still tired even though, judging by how high the sun was in the sky, she had slept in. "I forgot to ask," Rose suddenly wondered aloud. She felt bad for not asking about it before, for forgetting the threat in favor of more domestic issues. "Did everything go okay with the Family of Blood?"

"They're dealt with," the Doctor said with a hint of finality, the dark glint in his eyes almost causing her to shudder. "They won't hurt anyone again."

"Paul and Elizabeth?" Rose asked, needing to know the fate of the two people she knew who had been possessed by the Family. However when the Doctor just shook his head she knew they were gone. She supposed they had left the moment they ran into the Family. Sure she had never liked Elizabeth, but she was a person who deserved better. And Paul, she had been his friend until he was overtaken.

Interrupting Rose when she was about to ask another question about the Family, the Doctor spoke up. "So where do you want to go today, Rose?" he asked enthusiastically, looking towards the doorway and avoiding her gaze.

"What?" Rose muttered, beyond shocked by the Doctor's sudden change of topic. He thought they were just going to go traveling again? She couldn't leave just leave without giving her mother a proper goodbye. Also, she wasn't even sure if it was safe to travel in the TARDIS when you were pregnant. Well, she decided, maybe if you actually knew how to fly the machine it would be alright. Though their propensity for running into danger certainly wasn't child friendly.

"What?" the Doctor retorted, confusion filling his features. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked again.

Rose furrowed her brows, not sure why the Doctor was being so difficult. She had probably just forgotten just how difficult the alien could be. "We can't just..." Rose trailed off, sure he knew what she was alluding to.

"I will just come back when you are sleeping on the TARDIS and clear up everything with John Smith's identity, that won't be an issue," he explained as if that was the only thing keeping her from running off with him. "But we could go to the Ed Sullivan Show to see Elvis today," he mentioned excitedly, speaking a mile a minute. "Or there is a library so big it's a planet. And there's that marketplace you were so fond of last time. Also there is a leisure planet I've been meaning to check out that has diamonds and a spa you'd love. There is a planet with grass that tastes like peppermint, sort of like apple grass. Remember apple grass, Rose?" he asked, pausing his ramble as he waited for her to answer him.

"Doctor..." Rose murmured, shaking her head. When he opened his mouth to start speaking she tried again. "I'm pregnant," she reminded him, wondering why he wasn't considering that at all.

The Doctor just glanced down at the floor. "And?" he questioned, dragging the word out.

"The lifestyle on the TARDIS isn't really child friendly," Rose began, standing up to face the Doctor so that he had to pay attention to her. "And you aren't even considering that there is going to be a little human in less than a year," she said exasperatedly. Was he just thinking by not acknowledging the baby it would magically disappear or something?

"It'll be fine," he assured her with a halfhearted wave of his hand.

How dare he act like this was nothing? Rose's annoyance turned to anger, this was everything not nothing. She was going to have to grow a baby inside of her and then spend 18 years making sure the child survived and made good choices. How did fighting aliens fit into that? Of course Rose's traitor mind had to imagine the Doctor running to save the Universe with a baby strapped to his chest, or a toddler wearing a replica of his suit. But feasibly was the time machine safe? Maybe if the driver had passed the driving test. And maybe if it wasn't true that wherever the Doctor managed to land disaster seemed to follow. "Doctor!" Rose huffed, making sure she had his full attention. "I want this baby."

"I said I'd make sure everything was okay," the Doctor argued back, apparently fully confident in his abilities despite his track record. "You don't have to worry about that."

"What if that's not enough?" Rose asked, putting her hand on her hip. "I'll stay here on Earth if that's what it takes," she reasoned, knowing it was true the moment she said the words. "I would do anything for our child," Rose said, breaking the silence that had developed, not even realizing that she had instinctively said 'our' before the word child.

"Of course you would," the Doctor muttered, shifting so that he was standing closer to her. "That's Rose Tyler to the core, you love practically every monster we meet. Hell, you even gave a Dalek mercy…there is no way you wouldn't already love the baby."

Before she could open her mouth to say anything more, the Doctor captured her mouth with his once more. She froze, her mind in overdrive. What was going on? Was the Doctor just kissing her to get back at her for John or because he was finally sick of hiding his feelings? However, when the Doctor put his hand on the small of her back to pull her closer and deepened the kiss she responded automatically. It surprised her how right this felt, as she had expected to feel guilty for her feelings for the Doctor after John. But she could never stop loving the Doctor, it felt like it was written in her DNA. Rose wasn't sure the Doctor's intentions for kissing her like this, but decided to let it happen just to see how far he would let this go before he went back to his usual mysterious self.

Just as Rose decided that she could stand there kissing him forever, the Doctor pulled away. As she began to frown, he leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose. "Come on, I want to bring you back into the TARDIS," the Doctor murmured as she reluctantly released her grip on him. "She has missed you," the Doctor excitedly explained, noticing Rose's momentary hesitation. When she didn't respond, the Doctor just leaned down and scooped her into his arms bridal style. "It is tradition after all..." he mumbled quietly, causing Rose to blush at his insinuation.

"No, put me down first," Rose squealed, giggling when the Doctor just dropped her onto her bed and she bounced once. "I need a few human minutes first," she explained, feeling grimy and in much need of a shower and to brush her teeth.

"Sounds good to me," the Doctor responded, a wide smirk on his face. "As long as you don't take all day," he added cheekily as he left the room.

Rose reluctantly got out of the comfortable bed with a groan, she just wanted to crawl back in and sleep the rest of the day. She was writing it off as pregnancy hormones, her being so tired recently. And, she realized with a wince, she had been rather moody even before she realized it. Walking into her bathroom, Rose almost groaned in annoyance. She looked rather terrible. Her hair was just atrocious and so tangled she could barely run her fingers through it. And her face, she didn't even want to think about it. Her eyes were still pink and puffy from the crying and faint lines of mascara trailed down her cheeks. She grimaced at the thought that the Doctor had to look at her like this. Deciding that she deserved it after the day she had had, Rose ran a nice bubble bath for herself. She would have spent all day lounging in the tub, but she remembered the Doctor's warning not to take all day and forced herself to get out and get ready. After she felt like she could be presentable to society, Rose got dressed into some comfortable clothes and went into the living room as casually as she could.

It was the TARDIS, filling up the room. She had missed the old girl. Sure, she had been able to go visit her over the past three months, but it had been on half power then since the Doctor was gone and seeing all of its lights lit up, even from the outside, was amazing. The Doctor must have moved it into the flat when she was in the bath. Fumbling with the key she always kept around her neck, Rose quickly opened up the familiar doors and stepped inside.

"I thought you were never going to come back. I was halfway tempted to come after you," the Doctor joked the moment her feet hit the metal floor. He was halfway rolled under the controls, fixing the TARDIS as usual. He quickly finished up whatever he was doing and sat up, looking a bit out of place without his usual tie and jacket.

"Nah, you can't get rid of me that easily now," Rose joked, a more serious truth beneath her words. She couldn't believe it, that they were both together in the TARDIS again. She had dreamed about this moment for so long. Walking back onto the ship to see the Doctor at the controls, smiling at her like that.

As if she was still in a dream, the Doctor said just what she wanted him to. "I missed you so much, Rose."

Rose just smiled at him in response, wondering how to fill the silence as she went over and sat down at the jump seat. This was just like the Doctor, not bringing up anything that had happened. But, unlike every other time, Rose knew that they couldn't just push this under the bed like they usually did, she wouldn't allow it. "Was something wrong with the TARDIS?" she asked, wondering if the months of neglect would harm the ship.

"Not at all. She just missed being messed with, that's all," the Doctor said, taking a seat next to Rose as he glanced around. "She was a big miffed at me I think. I seem to be missing the bowling alley..." he muttered, a common occurrence whenever the Doctor did something his sentient ship didn't approve of.

"That's too bad. I haven't been able to beat you at bowling yet," Rose laughed, recalling all the fun times they had on the TARDIS even when they weren't traveling through space and time. She was surprised they were able to keep their conversation so light after everything that had happened.

However, that thought was quickly erased by what the Doctor did next. Without a bit of warning, the Doctor leaned forwards and kissed her again. She closed her eyes, surprised by how forward he was being as the Doctor brought a hand to the back of her neck to change the angle.

Rose wasn't sure why the Doctor kept on distracting her from what she was saying by kissing her like this. Not that she was going to complain. However, realizing this wasn't the most mature or logical solution, she spoke up. "Doctor…I think you found an effective technique to avoid talking about your thoughts again."

The Doctor let out a pathetic pout until Rose playfully pushed him away, asking him everything she needed to know about the Family and Chameleon Arch.

Rose just stared at the controls as they lounged on the jump seat, perfectly content with how she was right now. The Doctor had put his arm around her shoulders and her head felt simply wonderful resting against him. They had lapsed into a comfortable silence after the Doctor explained how he had actually defeated the Family of Blood. It was nice, Rose decided, to have the Doctor stroking her hair, and, if she wasn't mistaken, kissing the top of her head.

"So, if I were to look into a mirror right now I would see Elizabeth?" Rose asked, trying to wrap her mind around what he had told her. The rest of the punishments she understood, but this one just seemed a little odd, even for the Doctor.

"Well, not necessarily. You see, she is in a perception filter for now," the Doctor explained a little too nonchalantly for Rose's tastes "No one will ever be able to fully see her in there. Just sometimes, when you think you see something move on the edge of the mirror, that will be her," the Doctor explained, his words and tone of voice ominous.

"But why Elizabeth in the mirror?" she asked, curious about why each member of the Family had gotten equally unique and gruesome punishments.

There was a long pause before the Doctor spoke again. "She seemed rather fixated on appearances, didn't she?" the Doctor finally answered. Rose had to hold back a wince when she thought back to the memory of Elizabeth coming onto John. It had almost ruined everything with John.

Rose nodded, tight-lipped. At the same time her stomach gurgled rather loudly and she winced, hating her human stomach for interrupting them.

"Hungry?" the Doctor asked with a smile in his voice. This was one of those moments when Rose hated being so human, it made her feel inferior to the Doctor. He ate a lot, but she had never seen him complain about being sick or had his stomach growl when he was hungry. When Rose shook her head, he began talking again. "I mean, you really should eat if you are hungry," the Doctor began before launching into one of his famous rambling sessions. "Humans don't understand how they should treat their bodies, they really should, and it isn't that complicated. See, humans don't need all of the silly vitamins that they think they need, I believe that is just clever marketing schemes to make money for the large companies. The human race has lived for countless generations before now by eating from a very limited food variety, and they survived just fine, in fact they were actually much healthier. And, in the future, that will happen again, but your time is the worst with trying to act like they know how to create the perfect diet. Thankfully, the humans are very adaptable because they almost always survive, it really is amazing, they really shouldn't. They aren't built to survive as long as they did, supposedly humans still exist at the end of time itself," the Doctor said, going off onto a large tangent as he usually did, practically talking a mile a minute as he smiled down at her.

"Doctor, I love you," Rose murmured partly to end his rambling and because at that moment of his typical rambling she knew the words were true. She knew that she shouldn't have said anything at all as the felt the Doctor tense up next to her, quickly burying her face against her hands as he became as motionless as a statue.

The thick silence that filled the room was almost palpable and she swore she could feel any warmth in the room disperse as a cold feeling gripped her chest. Rose clenched her mouth tight, cursing herself for saying the words so quickly and ruining the lovely feeling that had existed between her and the Doctor that morning.

Just as Rose was going to say something to ease the tension, she felt the Doctor's lift her head so that their faces were turned towards each other. With unreadable eyes, the Doctor reached up and stroked her cheek, eventually leaning forwards and kissing her slowly. It was so different from the last kisses. This one was slow and gentle, as if he was trying to show her how much she meant to him.

"You are so acting different from what I expected," Rose murmured as the Doctor pulled his lips away from hers and rested his forehead against hers so that their noses touched.

"What do you mean, Rose? Bad different or good different?" the Doctor asked, amusement coloring his tone as he playfully kissed her on the tip of her nose. It was so like how he had asked her after he had regenerated.

"Just different…I just never thought you could stay in one place for so long just sitting there," Rose explained, thinking back to how she had always imagined the Doctor almost never sleeping and spending all night fixing the TARDIS no matter what when he wasn't running and saving the world.

With a short chuckle, the Doctor answered her. "For you, Rose. Anything for you."

At his loving words, Rose was quiet for a long while, trying to blink away the stray tears before the Doctor saw. She knew that was the closest the Doctor would ever come to saying he loved her. However, the Doctor immediately noticed and decided to change to a lighter topic. "Also Rose, I do have an issue with how you treated me these past few months…I remember distinctly eating a pear almost every day."

Rose couldn't help but laugh at that, recalling her subtle revenge against the Doctor for putting her in the difficult place. "Well, I had to punish you somehow. I mean, you could have at least warned me what sort of situation I would have been in when you left me. So I settled on the pears."

"But why pears, Rose? They are a deplorable fruit," the Doctor complained like a child, complete with one of his famous pouts.

"Well, John was very easy to persuade," Rose said. She stopped the moment she spoke the words, unsure of how the Doctor would respond to her casual mention of John. That was the last thing she needed, saying something that would chase the Doctor off after everything was going surprisingly well for them at the moment. "I mean…" Rose fumbled for something to say. "We always had pears in the kitchen."

"Yeah, I remember, Rose," the Doctor muttered, reminding Rose of what he had said last night. At first Rose thought that he was going to withdraw from her, but when he chuckled and kissed her forehead her worries were washed away. "You know, you don't have to be scared to mention John if you want to."

"What do you mean?" Rose asked quietly. She didn't want to push her luck but she felt like she deserved quite a few answers. It wasn't often that the Doctor was willing to openly talk about important matters and she wasn't going to let any moment of it go to waste.

The Doctor rubbed his eyes, a trait that John didn't inherit that Rose adored, before he spoke again. "John Smith obviously had the same body as me, but there was more as well. You see, the TARDIS wasn't completely alone in her decision to make you his wife. She had to get it from my thoughts, she thought she was helping us," the Doctor stopped for a moment to gauge Rose's reaction to his words. Her eyes were glistening with tears, but she was positively beaming at him so he continued. "That aside, John was just a story in some ways, but there was so much more than that. His memories of his past were just facts, no particular emotion of connection to them. But you, Rose, every thought he had about you was undeniably real, all of you and John's past was our past, as Rose and the Doctor, just slightly adjusted."

"Yeah, I could tell the similarities sometimes. It was nice and comforting to be able to relate to him that way," Rose sighed, recalling all the memories John had shared with her about their past life.

"I'm glad something made it easier, Rose. But I know you are hurting right now and I'm not mad. You lost your husband," the Doctor said. Rose tried to ignore the wince the Doctor had made when he said the word husband. "I want you to know that John Smith always was a part of me. But I'm still me, the daft old man who you met and stole you away in his magic blue box."

"I am so happy you're back," Rose whispered, she felt terrible saying it, but she was so glad to have the Doctor back. Of course she loved John, how could she not he was a perfect husband? But she had missed the gallivanting around the stars and the rush that accompanied living a life with the Doctor and the TARDIS. "Missed running around saving the world. The danger and all of that."

"Come on, I think the neighbors can hear your stomach by now," the Doctor said, effectively changing the topic. He quickly got up and grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the TARDIS and into the kitchen.

The Doctor had just turned towards the pantry to look for something to eat when she felt a now familiar sensation in her stomach. Without a second though, Rose clamped a hand over her mouth and ran to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time.

"Oh right, I forget about the darn morning sickness," Rose whispered as she fought back the urge to gag again, tears running down her face as she thought of the long months ahead of her, with no one to even hold back her hair or rub her back. The Doctor had seen her leave, she was surprised he hadn't followed her. She had to admit it hurt a bit.

Once she was sure that she was done getting sick, Rose leaned back against the wall of the small bathroom. She tried to blink away the flood of tears as she thought of how much she would miss John because she had truly loved him, and the terror of not knowing what would happen between her and the Doctor.

However, the picture she had begun to form in her mind of the Doctor and her really together was shattered when she heard the unmistakable noise of the TARDIS coming from inside of the flat. She immediately knew he had left, her heart breaking as she realized the Doctor had ran away from her her, without even giving her an explanation or a goodbye.

Not able to hold it in any longer, Rose let her sobs out, the ripping sound filling the room as she buried her face into her hands, knowing that she was truly alone now.

I'm really not sorry.

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SPOILER:

"Sweetheart, why are you crying?" Jack gasped, scared by sorrow and sadness in Rose's voice and immediately feared the worst. He assumed that Rose meant that John had opened the watch. He couldn't imagine the Doctor having it in him to leave Rose behind. But there was only one person who could make Rose cry like that and now Jack had a new mission to go find the pretty boy and break his nose.