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Jack cried as he watched Rose tell her story. He cried as he watched her crying, as he saw her pain, and as he realised the truth to her baby. He held her as once again, she dissolved into heart-wrenching sobs, her grief never-ending.

It didn't take long for the tears to dry up. She had nothing left, no energy, no tears, almost no hope. But her spirit had lifted, ever so slightly, by the return of Jack, the return of a man she had thought was dead.

They sat quietly for a while, then Jack began to speak.

'After you left me, I went back to Earth. Found a guy who owed me several large favours, and got a ship. As quickly as I could, I built another time device, hoping to be able to catch your trail, or something like that. Obviously never happened.' He smiled, slightly bitterly.

'Then a while ago, the scanner caught hold of something I thought was impossible. Trans-universe jumps. The readings said that something was trying to jump across from one universe to another, but before I could even begin to look into it, the ship was being pulled through a tear, and we had no idea how to get back.'

He paused, and Rose squeezed his hand gently, knowing the depth of his emotion at leaving his universe behind, no matter how much it looked, sounded, tasted like this one.

'We've been here a few months, then on the news it said that somehow Pete Tyler had a teenage daughter no one knew about.' He smiled at her. 'I knew it had to be you, so I came. And so here I am.'

Rose leant forward, sighing as Jack's arms wrapped around her once more. Her eyes were devoid of tears, and for the first time in a long while, she felt the slightest bit of peace.

'I'm glad you're back, Jack. I've missed you so much. I love you.' It was the first time she had said those three little words since the Doctor had left, and Jack tightened his grip.

'I love you too Rosie Patch.'

Mickey closed his eyes as Rose spoke, as she cried, and as she told Jack she loved him. Those words that he still longed to hear from her, but probably never would. The words that they had given up on her saying, had appeared within an hour of Jack returning.

Bitter? Of course not. Not him, never him. And he walked away, her voice echoing in his mind, his head full of unrequited love.

It was much later on when Jack and Rose went downstairs, Rose finally hungry after 5 months of not eating properly, only forcing down what her mother told her. She was underweight, seriously so concerning the baby, and Jackie laughed in delight when she asked for her second helping.

She sat there quietly, listening as her mother and Pete filled her in on everything she'd missed, and only once did she think of Mickey, of why he wasn't there. But her attention was diverted but crude jokes designed to make her laugh from Jack, and details of Torchwood and the world from Pete.

But even as she sat there, Rose became aware that everything was not as right as she would believe. Something was wrong, a hideous, terrible dread was rising within her, filling her, choking her. It crept into her expression and Jack faced was etched with worry at her paleness.

He reached out and grabbed her hand.

'Rose? Rose, what's wrong?' She shook her head, her teeth starting to chatter as her body shook slightly.

'Something bad...is coming'. She stumbled over her words, her voice strange, almost echoing. 'I can feel it, we can feel it.' Jack started back as her eyes flashed gold.

Then the Earth began to shake.

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The Doctor was resting his eyes when it happened. Not sleeping, most definitely not sleeping. Just resting his eyes. But he was jerked to his consciousness, to something he couldn't see, or touch, just feel.

There was a deep foreboding...somewhere. Not near, yet not far. Just somewhere. The feel of it was haunting, yet it was almost as if the emotion impressed upon him was not his own. And then something happened he was not expecting. A voice, female, and human, and familiar echoed around the TARDIS.

'Something bad...is coming. I can feel it.' The voice changed, became more than human. 'We can feel it'. The Doctor's eyes were wide, and startled.

'Rose?' His senses were clouded with her. The smell of her perfume, of her hair, of just her, clung to the room. The feeling of unbridled fear intensified, and the voice whispered again, faint as if coming from far away

'Help us.'

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Yay! Cliff hanger! I've decided I like these...cos I know whats gonna happen. Well, I have an idea. It's not exactly written yet...hehe. hope you liked it, next part up either later this evening or 2moro.

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