Sorry this chapter is actually quite short, kinda busy this evening, but thought u'd give u something to tie u over til 2moro. Hope you enjoy!

Thanks again to everyone for the reviews, I'm glad so many people are liking this story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I am a nobody. However I am working on that...both parts.

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Rose's eyes cleared, and she blinked, the gold glow fading from around her body. Her breathing was ragged and her face held fear. Jack leapt up, and walked around the table, kneeling beside her. Without hesitating, he took her in his arms and she sagged against him.

Warning alarms were sounding in Rose's head, and then for the first time, the baby kicked. Hard. Rose sprung into an upright position, her expression clear, but clearly worried.

'We have to go.' She whispered. Jackie and Pete just stared at her. She turned her head, lifting her chin slightly. Her voice rose in pitch and intensity. 'We have to go. NOW!' Jack rose to her feet, pulling her with him. She dragged him out of the room, her parents following.

'Rose? What is going on?'

'Something, or someone bad is coming. We can't be here when they arrive. Pack lightly. And hurry!' She threw the words over her shoulder as she ran up the stairs, showing more energy in these last few minutes than she had in 5 months.

Jackie glanced at her husband, and shrugged, following Rose. She knew her daughter well enough to know she didn't joke about things like this. Especially since the Doctor.

Jack followed Rose to her room, watching as she threw clothes and a few necessities into a bag.

'You know where you're going to go Patch?' he asked. She looked at him briefly and shook her head. He smiled.

'Nice plan. Come to the ship. It's hidden away in a corner, no one'll find us while we figure out what to do.' Rose stopped.

'We?' Jack looked almost hurt.

'Come on Rosie, I'm not gonna abandon you now am I?' Rose grinned at him, and stood up straight.

'Well then.' She gestured to the door. 'After you then Captain Jack.'

It wasn't until the group was truly ready to leave about 20 minutes later that Rose paused.

'Where's Mickey?' she asked. 'We can't leave him behind.' Jackie pushed her daughter out of the door.

'He'll be fine. I thought u said we were in a hurry?'

As she was sitting in the car, being driven to a ship hidden in the depths of London, it was then Rose truly realised how blessed she was with her family. Here they were, running from a feeling, her own fears. Running purely because she had asked them too.

She smiled slightly, leaning up against Jack as the car gently lulled her into sleep.

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Through the darkness, there was a faint shuffling, crackles and whispers. A single torch beam flashed, highlighting the tall, regal stature of a building as gravel crunched slowly underfoot.

Then there was silence. Eerie, torturous. Then everything exploded into action. Lights flared, voices rose, turning into shouts as doors were kicked down. But the cries of victory as the manor was stormed soon turned to angry, disbelieving exclamations as their searches turned up barren.

The house was empty, abandoned, not much than 2 hours previous. They had fled. Their target had escaped.

Rose Tyler was gone.

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Til 2moro guys. Sorry again bout the shortness.