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Have slight concussion because I ran into a metal post head first when playing tennis and saw double for awhile! Lol! So sorry if its slightly...off.

Anyhoo, read!

"Do you think we should go after him?"

"There's no point, we'll never find him," Rose replied, returning to the med bay.

"Well then, whilst we're waiting, those Daleks said something about you being pregnant. Want me to do a check to see if it's ok?" Owen asked.

"Er…yeah, I suppose," Rose shrugged, she'd completely forgotten about the baby in her womb in all the drama.

She followed the man to a bed and lay on it whilst he tried to work out which machine in the Doctor's vast selection was the ultrasound.

"Aha," Owen grabbed a monitor and pulled it over to the bedside. He quickly set about getting it ready and then he gently moved Rose's t-shirt up before smearing the gel on and placing the sensor on her stomach. He looked carefully at the screen and did a double take at what he saw. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

"What?" Rose sat up on her elbows, worried.

"Er…I think…you're having…sextuplets," Owen said.

"What?!" Rose yelped and looked at the screen trying to see what the Torchwood doctor was seeing, "You must be joking!"

"No, there are six heart beats. Congratulations."

"Oh no," Rose groaned.

"Don't you want the babies?"

"Of course I do!"

"Then…is it the Doctor?" Owen frowned.

"He's the one I'm worried about, he's gonna be bloody ecstatic! Seems his dream of repopulating the Time Lord race is coming on sooner than we thought! Six babies, are you really sure?"

"Yes, there are six heart beats," Owen repeated, smiling, "Wanna get the Doctor in here?"

"No, I think he's with Hollie and Jack," Rose shook her head, "Six babies!" Rose didn't realise what she was missing.

Alfie sprinted down the corridor. Which room was Hollie in? Suddenly, a door appeared to his right and the boy knew the TARDIS had put it there for him. She must be in there. He was about to pull the handle but he halted just before. He couldn't just burst in there. He didn't even know if this would actually work. Jack was probably grieving and the child didn't want to get his hopes up. He had to do this subtly, in the room on his own.

He knocked cautiously on the door and there was a shuffle inside as the door opened. The Doctor appeared in front of him, he smiled weakly down at his son.

"Alfie, what are you doing out of bed?" he asked in a fatherly tone.

"Can I, can I see Hollie?" Alfie queried hopefully.

"Er…well Jack's kinda with her at the moment," the Doctor answered.

"Oh, I just wanted to see her before you like bury her or anything," Alfie whispered.

"Hey, Doc, let the kid in, he needs time too," Jack had come in to view behind the Doctor, he had forced a smile and had obviously rubbed his watering eyes roughly before seeing Alfie, "Do you wanna be alone?" The boy nodded silently and the two men left the room allowing him to enter.

He caught sight of the small form of Hollie lying under a white sheet on a bed, her dark curls spread across a pillow. She looked as if she was almost sleeping but that contrasted to the fact that her face was as pale as the sheet she lay on and her lips were tinged blue. Alfie drew in a sharp intake of breath and walked towards her. As he reached her, he took her slim hand and gasped at how cold it had become. Was he too late? Was there like some time limit for when he could bring her back? Hadn't Rose said she brought Jack back almost right away? It had been quite awhile since Hollie's death.

Alfie shook his head, ridding himself of the pessimistic thoughts and concentrated on how he was supposed to use this Bad Wolf to bring her back. Right, what should he do? Would she just wake up if he said Bad Wolf? He tried it.

"Bad Wolf." Nothing happened. Hollie stayed limp and still.

Ok, that was lame. Er…maybe he needed to think about it? The young Time Lord focussed on the thought of Bad Wolf even though he didn't know what the hell it was. He scrunched up his eyes and tightened his lips, bowing his head. But when he looked up Hollie was still dead.

What the hell now?! Did he kiss her like on films or fairy tales? No. Alfie didn't think that would work. Should he try it to make sure? He didn't really want to. Being the young boy he still was at heart it seemed disgusting to marry a girl in the future let alone kiss her now. But he wanted to help her.

Leaning forward cautiously, Alfie brought his mouth closer to Hollie's and, closing his eyes, placed them down. Nothing happened. No golden halo appeared and her skin didn't suddenly blossom and become the right colour again. She still looked like a corpse.

This wasn't going to work, the TARDIS lied. Alfie felt furious, angry at the TARDIS for giving him false hope and even more cross at himself for believing there was some way to bring back a dead person.

Bring your emotions to the surface, show them to Bad Wolf. But be careful, Bad Wolf is a dangerously strong force and may kill you.

Alfie's head snapped up, the TARDIS hadn't deserted him, she was explaining what to do. Bring up his emotions? Like the anger he'd just portrayed? Did she mean his sadness? Or his grief? Or his love of the girl before him?

As the child described these emotions he felt feelings bubbling within him. Loss. Fear. Anger. Sadness. An emptiness. Then happiness. Happy? How could he be feeling that right now? Images of a happy Hollie flashed before him. Hollie on a horse riding beside him. Hollie racing him in the pool. Hollie getting ice cream around her face. Alfie smiled subconsciously and suddenly felt a tingling within his bones.

That was strange. The boy frowned but smirked as more pictures of Hollie glanced before him in his head. Her fighting off the bullies. Her teasing him in the MI room. Her smile.

The tingling grew stronger. Everything began to go blurry and all Alfie saw and felt was a warm heat slithering up from his feet and a golden haze before his eyes. The world dissolved in that gold mist and Alfie was swamped in feelings, pictures and people from the past, present and future. It was terrifying and overwhelming but the child focussed on the girl on the bed and channelled all the power he now held into her body.

The Doctor kicked the floor outside the room, scuffing his converse. He couldn't believe this had happened he couldn't believe Jack's daughter had died and he couldn't do anything about it. He desperately wanted to go back in time, like Jack had asked for and make sure that the girl never came on the Dalek ship. But he couldn't. The Time Lord was so angry at that. How come all the people he loved were taken away by the Daleks yet they still lived on causing more havoc? It wasn't fair.

Jack stood beside him, leaning on the wall looking blank. His face was void of emotion. He was having trouble being tough, brave Captain Jack Harkness and not just breaking down into tears again. When he had been in the room on his own he had allowed himself emotions but for some reason he didn't want to show them now.

The Time Lord wondered whether it was actually such a bright idea to let Alfie in with his dead friend, after all he was just a child. He was about to step forward and knock on the door when a sudden, blinding yellow light blasted it open and threw him against the opposite wall. The Doctor gasped, he recognised that light. Bad Wolf. Lurching to his feet he dived into the room and saw Alfie standing in the centre of the room, streams of light issuing from his eyes. It reminded him so much of Rose all those years ago and he felt a twist of terror in his stomach as he remembered what happened afterwards. Rose had almost died. He had died and then regenerated. Would he have to do the same this time?

The ex conman had followed him into the room and froze at the spectacle, his eyes travelling to the bed where all the golden glow was being concentrated. Hollie's body had arched up and suddenly her eyes snapped open. The girl spun round on the bed looking scared and then, when she noticed Alfie her eyes widened.

"What the hell? Who turned on the lights?" she shouted though it came out sort of hoarse and croaky. Jack gaped, his daughter was….alive? "Alfie!" The child darted off the bed with more speed than expected of someone that had just died and charged over to the boy.

"Hollie, no, don't touch…" Jack started but trailed off as Hollie grabbed her best friend around the waist and hugged him tight.

Through the Bad Wolf induced stupor Alfie suddenly regained his thoughts, he blinked hard. He could here Hollie's voice, feel her presence around him. The young Time Lord, using all his strength, forced the rearing power within him back into the corner of his mind before it consumed him.

As quickly as it had appeared the Bad Wolf retreated and the room became normal again, much as it had before except now Hollie was alive. Alfie stared at the girl before him, smiled, said, "You're not dead. It worked."

Then he fainted.

Hehe! Hollie's alive! Wasn't Rose being a ditz, I mean really! I think she had a blonde moment! Reviews are welcome and have a jam tart for your trouble.