I'm going on holiday tomorrow and won't be updating for another week. This was originally going to be a chapter entirely from the Doctors point of view, but I had a request to have Rose's final moments and that got me thinking that it could be from different views.
So, before I go, I leave you with:

Daddy's Girl

Chapter Two

Rose's last moments

"Rose, darling you have to push. Come on sweetheart you can do this".

Rose's face was screwed up with effort as she gripped the nurse's hand, tightly. "I….can't," she tried to get the words out. Same as the baby that wouldn't come.

"You can! You're strong darling, I can feel it. Just push!"

Rose looked up at the window to her ward. The Doctor was standing outside, his face worried. He wasn't allowed to come in yet. 'I can do this' she thought. 'For him. For our child'. Again, she screwed up her face in effort. And this time…

The room was suddenly filled with the sound of a baby crying. 'Where's that noise coming from?' Rose wondered. Surely that couldn't be her baby.

"That's it darling," the Nurse encouraged her. "That's the head, now one more push and-"

Rose pushed, followed by a scream of pain and then…she'd had her baby.

The Doctor, allowed to come in was by her side in a second. The Nurse held the baby out to him.

"Congratulations," she said. "You've had a little girl".

The Doctor's face broke out into a smile as he took the baby from her. "A girl? Hear that Rose, our own little girl!" His voice with thick with emotion and he couldn't say anything else so he just grinned happily as the nurse left to give the two some privacy.

Rose tried to smile back, but…something was wrong. Something important, she felt as though the effort of getting the baby out…it hurt so much. Her heart was racing. The Doctor was just stood with a big goofy grin she'd always loved. Oh, God, he didn't know. He knelt beside her, holding the baby up so she could see.

"See your baby? Our baby? We did that, we did. Ey?"

Rose looked down at the little face, who was now no longer crying, just blinking curiously, and caught a snatch of herself in there, with the Doctors big brown eyes right in the middle. She smiled, sadly. She was going to have to leave this little baby behind.

"Jennifer," she whispered, softly.

"Jennifer? That what you want to call her then?" The Doctor asked, still smiling like an idiot. "Well that's alright, I like the name. It's a good name; you want to call her that, that's just ok by me".

Rose reached up and stroked his face. "I'm sorry," she replied softly.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" the Doctor's face suddenly became serious and worried. "Rose, what's the matter?"

Rose lay back on the bed, she couldn't keep awake any longer, and she was too tired to say anything else. On the monitor, her heart was racing much faster than it should.

"Rose? There's a problem!" he shouted to the nurse. "Rose, wake up, please Rose, please just-"

The nurse was pulling him away along with two bulky security guards. "I'm sorry sir, but you'll have to leave".

"No!" he shouted, fighting against them whilst still holding baby Jenny, who was starting to cry again. "You don't understand, that's my Rose, something's happened to her. You have to let me back!" he screamed, but it was no use. They were too strong.

And that was the day Rose Tyler died.

Doctor's thoughts

I hate to treat her like this. Like some stupid child. I'm scared, see. Scared she'll be taken away from me. I can see the hurt in her eyes, she doesn't understand. She's scared for me, just as I am for her, and she's angry at being left behind.

Like Rose. Rose hated being left behind.

And then she says it.

"I'm not my bloody mother!"

It's like a slap across the face-and I would know, just ask Jackie-and I'm left shaking. She knows she's done wrong, her eyes widen with guilt, as though she doesn't believe what she just said either. I hear myself talking, ordering her to give me her screwdriver and keys as though she's some naughty little girl. She's so much more than that, but she hands them over without a word.

I tell Saffron and Jack I'll be back in a couple of days. Jenny doesn't see it, but Saffron glares at me. She's not happy. I suppose that makes two of us. I apologise for not staying longer, say I will next time. And then I leave, feeling like a total and utter bastard.

It's only as I start the TARDIS I realise; I didn't even say goodbye to her.

A view from Jack

'Bastard' I think, as I watch him leave.

But I don't really believe that. I know from his eyes this isn't hurting him, it's crushing him. He doesn't want to leave her behind.

I see Saffron glare at him from behind Jenny's shoulder. She doesn't see the pain he's in, but she hasn't known the Doctor as long as I have. She places a protective arm around Jenny's shoulders and raises her eyebrows, as though daring him to say anything else.

He doesn't. He just leaves.

Jenny's face very nearly crumples, but she's never been a crying girl. Saffron starts to talk in a cheery voice, but her expression is still hard. Jenny doesn't seem to notice anyway. I have to admit, she does have a point. He tends to treat her like her mother. But that's because she is so much like Rose as well as him in everything she does.

'Bastard' I think again, but as before, I don't really believe it.