Chapter 2: Rose's Choice
(I'm writing as much as I can now R+R please).
Disclaimer: no matter how much I try it never will be mine.
"WHAT!" Jackie was screaming now, trying to force the truth to change without much luck.
"I'm pregnant" Rose repeated wishing the Doctor had been wrong about how her mum would react.
"Who wants tea?" the Doctor had decided that the best option so far was to offer tea to them every five minuets so far he'd had no answer but it meant at least one person wasn't shouting. Jackie turned.
"Kettle on the top shelf third cabinet make us all a cuppa." Jackie practically ordered wanting some time with her daughter without this maniac around. The Doctor nodded and was out of that room as fast as possible wanting to try and escape before Rose told her mum who and namely what the father of her baby was.
Rose sat dreading what was about to happen she knew the question was about to be asked a good five seconds before it was asked but that didn't mean she was prepared.
"So who's the father? And where's he from?" Jackie asked quietly wondering why Rose was so fidgety lately.
"Um, well, he's sort of… well the father is" Rose was biting her lip hard now begging the words to come out right
"The Doctor." She finally chocked out "but it's not what you think really there was this thing and a flash of light and well." Rose had started to panic now what would everyone think of her? She started to cry she let out a huge wail startling the Doctor so much he burned his hand on the tea as he walked in causing him to yelp with pain.
"Doctor when are you taking rose to have an abortion?" Was all Jackie's anger allowed her to ask.
"Her choice." The Doctor shrugged placing a comforting hand on Rose's shoulder to try and stop her crying.
"What do you mean 'Her choice' you've ruined her life." Jackie was in hysterics. Rose stopped crying at the Doctor's touch, blinking back the tears she had to admit he said it was her choice but what did she want? She shook her head, she didn't know, not yet at least.
"What I mean is exactly what I said it is Rose's choice." The Doctor sounded as though he was talking to a three year-old. Rose realised her mum was looking at her.
"What? Do I have something in my teeth?" Rose asked when she noticed her mum was staring at her; the Doctor however was staring out of a window a distant look on his face.
"No sweetheart we just want you to tell us what you want please, Rose talk to us." Her mother pleaded. Rose remembered what her mother had said what if she didn't want an abortion? She couldn't tell what the Doctor wanted but it didn't seem to matter she then realised what she wanted, she looked up to stare her mother in the face.
"I want to keep it." Rose's voice was barely a whisper.
(Okay tell me what you think next update soon I hope).