When he came to, he could smell baked chicken, and opening his eyes, met the gorgeous brown eyes of his wife. His Time Sense kicked in, letting him know he was out for almost a half-hour, twenty-seven minutes and 45.2 seconds actually.

"Here's some water," Rose offered her husband. With genuine concern in her eyes, she looked down at The Doctor, and a small smile grew on her lips.

"That's not how I wanted to tell you," Rose told him. It's not the reaction she was hoping for either. But the day's events were all off the mark a bit, why should telling The Doctor she's pregnant be any different.

"You're," The Doctor started. "I mean, we," he was stuck again. "I."

This was the hardest sentence The Doctor had ever had to form in nine hundred years. Hundreds of languages at his disposal, and no words would come. Now The Doctor seemed to be stuck on the nouns too.

"Yeah," Rose replied, understanding what he was trying to get at. "You ok with that?"

"Ok." The Doctor said loudly, as he jolted up from the sofa. Sitting, facing his wife, he looked at her stomach. He placed his right hand on her abdomen, and his left on her cheek.

He kissed her. He pulled his lips off, but pressed his forehead against hers. He opened his eyes, looking directly into Rose's.

"This is," he started. He was looking for words again. "This is FANTASTIC!"

She grinned. Her smile almost as big as the one he was wearing.

Jackie came into the room when she heard him shout. "Glad you could join us," Jackie said. "Fat lot of good you are. I'm attacked by the killer Dessert aliens, your wife is pregnant, and you go and faint." She made no attempt to hide her tone. "Dinner's ready, if you've got the stomach for it."

"Starving, thanks," The Doctor said with a cheeky grin.

The three sat down to dinner in relative silence. They ate comfortably, and quietly up until dessert. Jackie opened the fridge, looked in, the shut the door.

"None of that, then," Jackie decided, leaving the bowl in the fridge, hoping to forget the day's earlier events. "Guess we'll skip dessert and just have a nice cuppa then."

Rose stood to get the kettle on, but The Doctor stood faster, a placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'll take care of it, you rest," he said to his wife.

"I'm feeling fine, you don't have to nurse me," Rose answered back.

"Doctor, not nurse. And I just want you to take it easy. I'm going to have to run a lot of tests before I'm certain you're ok."

"A lot of tests," the Tyler women asked together.

"Why do I need a lot of tests," Rose said with concern.

"There hasn't been a Time Lord baby conceived 'naturally' in years. Not to mention a human-Time Lord baby. I don't know how your body is going to react, so I need to do some tests to make sure you're healthy enough to carry it."

"Oh," Rose said as she slumped into her chair.

"Yeah," Jackie said, with a less than enthusiastic tone.

The Doctor set about the kitchen, preparing tea for the three of them. Jackie looked at Rose, while Rose sat staring at her hands on her stomach.

"Here we are then," The Doctor announced as he set cups in front of the two of them. "Earl Grey for Grandmum, and Raspberry for Mum." Both women looked at him like he was an alien. Well, a weird, non-human looking alien.

"Uh, thanks," Jackie managed, as she sipped her tea, now avoiding looking at anyone.

"Thanks," Rose agreed. The Doctor took the opportunity to give Rose a small peck on the lips. The public display of affection caught both women off-guard.

"You sure you're all right," Rose asked The Doctor.

"Course I am. I married to a beautiful woman, who is carrying my baby. We're here where you grew up, with a grandmum who will love this baby more than anything in the Universe. What's there to be worried about?"

Rose was worried now. He'd never been this domestic before. She was afraid that he too would become gelatin.

"Today my Mum was attacked and I was almost abducted by walking desserts. That doesn't worry you just a bit?" Rose had a good point. The Doctor knew it too.

"I tracked the signal, the gelatin was being controlled by a interstellar radio frequency. After I destroyed the 'walking dessert,' I checked the sonic screwdriver, and it said the signal was gone. I can track the origin when we get back to the TARDIS, and I can worry about it while I've got tests going on you in medical. Honestly, nothing to worry about, I'll take care of it. I'll take care of everything; I don't want you to get stressed out worrying. It's not good for you or the baby."

The baby. His baby, she thought. She corrected herself, our baby. She felt sick all of a sudden.

Rose shot up from the chair and headed towards the bathroom. She made it to the hall before she got sick. The Doctor, just a few steps behind her, pulled her hair out of her face while she threw up.

"Morning sickness, hu sweetie," The Doctor asked.

Sweetie, Rose thought. Then she threw up again. This domestic side of him was going to take some getting used to.

"I'll take care of that, you get her to bed," Jackie offered. While she loved seeing Rose, all that happened that day was going to take some time to sink in. Maybe a few drinks will help too, she thought.

~*~

Rose climbed into bed, and closed her eyes as she laid her head on the pillow.

"I'm going to run some scans while you sleep," The Doctor told her.

"Let me know if you find who tried to attack my mum," Rose said as she fought back sleep.

"Oh, right. I can do those scans too." Rose opened one eye to find The Doctor kneeling beside the bed, looking at her. He brushed some hair off her forehead with the back of his hand. "I was going to have the TARDIS run some scans on you, to make sure you're all right. I can run the rest of the scans in medical in the morning."

"Right," Rose said simply. She shut her eyes again. She wasn't sleeping, and The Doctor could see it.

"What's wrong Rose?"

She kept her eyes shut as she spoke. "I'm so happy to be having this baby, don't get me wrong. But I didn't realize what kind of an impact it could have."

Sensing her worry in those statements. "Don't be scared," he told her. "Everything is going to be fine. I just want to be certain of it. I won't let anything happen to you, either of you."

As he finished his sentence he gently placed his head on Rose's stomach. She feel asleep with him there, as he listened to gentle sounds of Rose's womb.