A/N: This is going to go a bit...well, a lot differently from now on. In the beginning, I wanted this to follow along with the show, with the added bonus of the twins. The trouble with that was always changing enough without changing too much to satisfy what people were interested in reading. I've decided however now that I want to write it as new stories. With the twins. It gives me more freedom and I hope it will spark the desire to write about this family again. The time frame, will still be more or less along with the series, and there will still be a regeneration, of nine to ten. So, this next chapter, will be after The End of the World, after of course. Anyone who has seen it already knows the story, and anyone who doesn't will have to either watch the original or live in wonder :) Anyway, I hope the change is a good one, and I thank you all for your support and comments. It means the world to me.

The TARDIS shields blocked out the cold isolation of the expanse before him. It also kept the air inside, wrapped around him as tightly as it was also flying free. Gav hung his feet out, naming distant objects, trying to settle his mind.

Death was always a part of life. In the end there was nothing it wouldn't sweep in to claim. Normally, he didn't think about it. It was in the future, it was far away, but some days it was closer than he cared for at all. Losing Jabe was not okay.

It hung around his father's shoulders,to the point where Gav could nearly see the stoop in his back.

"Gav?" Rose asked, coming in softly behind him.

He could hear her breathing, soft and calm. Her voice was filled with sleep, and he didn't want to turn. He didn't want to see her rumpled by an unfamiliar sleep cycle and looking as vulnerable as he knew she really was. Because losing her, and it would happen, was going to cost them so much.

"Hello, Rose," he said, sighing softly. He rubbed his hands on his trousers, and turned to look at her.

She shuffled over, looking out the doors. After a moment, she sat beside him.

"Are you alright?" she asked, looking over.

He let out a small humorless laugh, and returned his gaze to the space before him.

"Gav," she said, touching his arm gently.

"It's not fair," he said, looking at her. The events of the day bubbled up, exploding over his lips in a stream he didn't attempt to stop. "I mean, you know life isn't fair. You know that, but it's really not. She didn't deserve that, and it's all because one bitter woman couldn't accept change. And they're all over, Rose. You can never outrun them, and as much as Dad tries, he can never keep us from them all. People... are dangerous, and cold, and... sometimes it's hard to forget how good they are too."

"I know," Rose said, softly.

He couldn't explain it, not really, but he imagined she really did.

DW

Rose had fallen asleep quickly, her body so willing to give into its needs even though her mind was full enough to keep her up for some time. She couldn't linger in the rest, however, and she found herself wandering the hall.

She couldn't say what it was that lead her to the console room, perhaps an unseen pull of the ship around her- there was so much she still didn't know about it all. But she did find herself here, and when she saw Gav she knew that she had to stay.

Rose glanced over at him, and then back out at the universe beyond them.

"I'm supposed to feel tiny, right?" she asked, looking at Gav. "Compared to all this?"

"I don't know if you're supposed to feel anything," Gav said, meeting her gaze. "But yeah... That's what people lead you to believe. What do you feel, Rose?"

She looked back out before them. And there was only thing she felt.

"Tired," she admitted, starting to climb to her feet.

He followed after her, reaching out to close the door when the TARDIS shook. The doors slammed shut on their own, narrowly missing Gav's face as he stumbled back.

The ship let out a wheezing noise, lights were flashing in the room around them, an alarm was blaring. And then.. silence. The lights settled, the sickening noise ceased.

Gav looked over at Rose, confusion filling his eyes. He ran his hand through his hair as the Doctor skidded into the room. He was without his jacket; his shirt wrinkled by what Rose assumed had been sleep. He looked them over, but said nothing.

His presence made the pace her heart had taken up increase all the more, and she stepped closer.

"Doctor?" she asked. "What was that?"

"Don't know," he said, reaching up and spinning the monitor over to face him. He turned it on, as Gav moved behind him.

"We haven't landed," Gav said, brow wrinkling up.

"No." the Doctor confirmed, giving the monitor a push. He busied himself looking over the console, as he motioned for Gav to take over the business of checking out the readings on the other side.

Rose looked at the screen before her, but for just a moment, something flashed in the corner of her eye. She said nothing.

DW

The Doctor was prepared for action, his body ready to spring into whatever situation that they were faced with. He was used to thinking on his feet... But here, he saw nothing. The readings were all fine, no matter how many times he checked them over.

Long after Rose and the twins had been sent back to bed, the Doctor flopped himself back on the jump seat, and pulled his feet up onto the console. He looked it over, fighting back the urge to check the reading once more.

He wasn't sure at this point if he was scared he was missing something, or hoping he was.

He finally settled his feet back on the grating and pulled himself up to stand. He gave the console room another good study, and forced himself to walk away.

The Doctor made his way back to his room, heading inside and closing the door softly behind him. He sat down on the edge of the bed, smoothing his hands over the sheets.

There was nothing wrong, he reminded himself as he slid his shoes off and put them side by side near the night stand. There was nothing wrong, he reminded himself as he turned the lights down low and laid back against the bed.

There was nothing wrong, her reminded himself as he closed his eyes.

In the silence of the bedroom, the shadows took in a breath and peeled themselves away from the wall and towards the Doctor.