It wasn't long before the Doctor stopped his adventures completely. Rose was rather miffed about this since being in danger was the only thing taking her mind off Jack. They stayed parked on the Powell Estate so that Jackie was always on hand.

Rose by now was five months pregnant and beginning to show. The Doctor had started to realise the seriousness of it all and didn't mind the fact that his TARDIS had gone domestic. He'd even gone as far as to offer Jackie a bed in the TARDIS, but she'd politely refused saying she couldn't sleep unless it was her own bed.

The Doctor had no time for the TARDIS anymore and many started projects lay unfinished. Jackie moaned about loose wires being left where anyone could trip over them but the Doctor just pulled a face behind her back making Rose giggle.

Jack's death was still taking its toll on her, but she was slowly coming to terms with it. It still hurt and she still cried but she didn't let the Doctor see her. He knew that she was still mourning, but he pretended not to for Rose's sake.

One night after Jackie had returned to her flat, the Doctor and Rose lay in bed together simply looking at each other. They could hear each other's thoughts and something about that made them even closer. That made Rose feel worse though, because in his last few weeks Jack had become an outsider.

"I never said goodbye you know," Rose said quietly.

"I know," the Doctor replied, brushing some stray hair out of her face.

"He never got to see the baby," Rose paused. "I feel so bad."

"It's not your fault," the Doctor said. "There was no other way-"

"I know," she said. "But I keep thinking about the fact that I'd have felt much worse if it was you and that makes me sound so horrible."

"Rose," the Doctor sought out her hand. "It's different. You might think that you'd have missed me more, but I promise you that you can't possibly hurt anymore than you already are. I know you wouldn't have resented Jack if he'd lived. You'd have probably dug me up and murder me again for always being the hero, but you would still have loved Jack."

Rose smiled slightly.

"You always know what to say," she said gratefully.

The months seemed to fly by and it wasn't long before Rose spent all her time in her mum's flat, even starting to sleep in her old bed. The Doctor, despite the fact that he was trying to be good for Rose's sake, couldn't help but get edgy. He'd disappear for a wander every hour or so and Jackie would warn him that if he missed the birth he was a dead man.

The Doctor had decided that it was best not to point out that he was a Time Lord and not a man, and instead promised that he would never be further than five minutes away and always have his mobile on. That seemed to satisfy Jackie. After all she couldn't confine him to her flat until Rose had the baby, it would be like telling a child it couldn't eat.

The Doctor had said that he'd get very huffy if he wasn't allowed to wander and said he'd be no good to Rose if he was in a mood. He no longer slept in the TARDIS; well he no longer slept at all. In fact he spent most nights staring out the window in the Tyler's front room. He liked watching the stars from a human view and wondering how they ever managed to lead a normal life.

Course that was the one thing the Doctor would never know. How to lead a normal life. He would sigh at times like this and end up contemplating how exactly a child was going to fit into their Time travelling.

One morning when Rose was particularly restless Jackie agreed, rather reluctantly, to let her go for a walk, under strict instructions of course not to go far and to stay with the Doctor. The Doctor felt this was being a little bit over protective. Rose was one of those people who needed to be free. Probably the reason she'd agreed to travel with him.

As they wandered down the road, Rose cradling her bump protectively, she grinned at the sight of the children in the park where the Doctor had first told her who he was.

"Those children don't know what fun is," Rose said glancing at the Doctor. He took her hand.

"I hope you know that we're not going anywhere too dangerous," the Doctor said. "Not with little Tyler in tow."

Rose rolled her eyes.

"God, it's like living with my mother," she said, but squeezed his hand to show she was joking.

"Decided on a name yet?" The Doctor asked, watching the children run about and laugh.

"Haven't really thought about it," Rose said, her heart sinking slightly.

"Well you've got a few days, possibly weeks yet," the Doctor said. "I'm sure he or she ill live for a few days without a name."

"Well it's not like we can register the birth is it?" Rose said. The Doctor sighed.

"Even if Gallifrey still existed this baby…" he paused. "Let's put it this way, I'd have been prosecuted for turning you into a Time Lady, let alone getting you pregnant."

"But that wasn't your fault!" Rose frowned, finding it hard to believe that the Doctor would be punished for something like that.

"You're in my care," the Doctor said. "You only had access to the technology because of me, so technically it's my fault. As for the baby, I dread to think what they would've done. But there's no one left to uphold those laws. Just me."

"And me," Rose said quietly. The Doctor smiled wryly.

"You wouldn't have obeyed the rules even if you knew them," the Doctor said. "I only stuck to a few of them. Always in trouble at school and-"

Rose might've listened to the Doctor ramble for hours, lost in the world that he used to belong to, but a certain time baby had other ideas. The Doctor looked at Rose anxiously as she gasped.

"What's wrong?" He said worriedly.

"Think the baby's had enough in there," she said grinning.