Several Months Later...

It had been months since the Doctor and Rose had slept together, and they had been rather ashamed of it. The Doctor had hardly set his eyes upon Rose since then, and he knew what they did, should never have happened. Even if he did love her and he had loved what they had done.

Rose was equally ashamed, but she couldn't stand the Doctor not looking at her. So when she found out that she was pregnant, a month after the had slept together, Rose kept it from him. And she knew that the baby she was carrying was his, because she hadn't slept with anyone other then him in the last year. She believed that he hadn't liked what they had done together, so she hid their miracle and tried to live her life around her pregnancy.

The Doctor watched her every day, and though she didn't know it, he loved her with both of his hearts and he didn't entirely feel ashamed. He would do it again in a heartbeat. But he believed that something bad would happen if they did. Even though he had told himself that he loved her and that he didn't care for the rules, he couldn't fight the battle that was always raging in his head.

I love her!

But something could go wrong.

I don't care!

What if you regenerate?

...

He could never win that battle, because what if he did regenerate? What if he left her alone one day, and all that she had left was a man that had all his thoughts and memories, but that man wasn't him. Maybe Rose could somehow love him too, like she had still loved him after he had regenerated. But the Doctor never wanted to regenerate. He wanted to love Rose and to be able to stay with her. And maybe his life would change, maybe he would stop loving her and maybe his pain would stop. Maybe she would decide that she couldn't stay with a man that wouldn't let go of his feelings, maybe she would leave him. But somehow the Doctor knew that would never happen, he knew that Rose would never leave him. Even if it hurt her.

Rose sat in her room, tears running down her face as she lightly stroked her swollen belly and her thoughts slowly wondered to her unborn child. Would their baby be like its father? Would it be able to regenerate? Or would it be like her and age like her? Rose honestly didn't know. And at the moment she tried not to care. Rose got down from her bed and slowly left her room, her hands protectively holding her pregnant belly. Rose was about six months along now, and she knew that she had to tell the Doctor. That she was pregnant, not that the baby was his. And if he understood that it was his, that was fine. And though she was sure that he would know that it was his, because they had been travelling alone for the last year.

The Doctor looked up from the console as Rose walked in, hands holding her swollen stomach. And he didn't look down like he normally did. He smiled at her like her used to and Rose smiled back, happy that he was finally looking at her properly. She slowly walked up the steps towards the console as the Doctor watched her carefully.

"Doctor, I have to tell you something." Rose said, as she watched him intentedly.

"Are you going to bed?" The Doctor asked, a real smile on his face as he laughed at his joke. Rose laughed at him as she shook her head.

"I'm pregnant, Doctor." The Doctor looked down at her stomach again, and it finally kicked in. She had been getting bigger for a while now, but the Doctor hadn't wanted to question her about it.

"How far along are you?" he asked innocently, and Rose believed that he didn't know.

"Six months."

The Doctor played that number around in his head. Had she slept with anyone then. Then he realised who she had slept with back then. She had slept with him. Rose watched as the Doctor's face slowly changed from happiness to shock, and she suddenly realised that he had figured it out.

"It's mine." The Doctor said, as he pictured a little baby boy with thick brown hair and wrapped in blue blanket. It had been a long time since he father had last been a father. But his first child had had Time Lord parents. This one had a Time Lord father and a human mother. Rose nodded her head, but she hadn't expected him to figure it out so soon. Then the Doctor figured to hell with it and he smiled the biggest smile he could and he took her hands in his. "Our baby."

"Yes, Doctor. Our baby." Rose whispered, smiling as he released one of her hands and stroked her belly.

"We have to start building a nursery right away. But what are you having?" He asked, looking at Rose as if she would actually know what the sex of their baby was.

"How am i supposed to know?" Rose said, looking at the Doctor with a funny look.

"Oh, well then, do you want to know?" He asked, unmoved by her question and grabbed her hand, pulling her around to the other side of the controls. He then looked at her for permission. She nodded quickly and the Doctor started fiddling with the controls, watching the screen for a moment before spinnig around and beaming at Rose.

"A boy! We're having a baby boy." He yelled as he kissed her on the lips. Rose stared in wonder at him and turned towards the screen. The screen was blue and up the top was something written in Time Lord, the Tardis couldn't translate Time Lord in her head. But as she looked down further, she realised that the Tardis must have presumed that there would have been a human on board, because at the bottom of the screen was written:

Boy!

Rose smiled happily and spun around, and fell into the Doctor's arms, hugging tight. The Doctor loosened his grip slightly, not wanting to hurt the baby. Then he let her go suddenly as he started to jump and run around the Tardis controls, twisting things and pressing buttons.

"It should have lots of blue. No lots of white and bits of blue. Blue teddy bears and white walls, with a white cot with blue sheets." He rambled with a big smile on his face as he continued to fiddle before he suddenly turned back to Rose, who had just watched him with her hands wrapped around her stomach.

"What are we going to call him?" He asked her, still standing at the controls.

"Human or Time Lord?" Rose asked him. The Doctor pondered this for a moment before smiling brightly.

"Human!" He exclaimed. Rose smiled and thought for a moment before smiling just as bright as he had.

"John."

The Doctor smiled as he understood what she was referring to.

"It's perfect." He said as he pressed one last button before raced back to her.

"Come on."

Rose laughed as he took her hand and pulled her away from the controls and down one of the many hallways in the Tardis, and Rose decided that when she put the baby down for a sleep, she wouldn't be able to find him again. The Doctor pulled her down several hallways and turned in several directions before the finally reached a Tardis blue door that read "John". Rose smiled as she touched the fancy shaped lettering before the Doctor gripped the door knob and opened the door.

Rose stared in wonder at the sight. Almost everything was white, but there was little bits of Tardis blue. The walls were white, but the ceiling was Tardis blue, there was a collection of teddy bears in the same colour and small blue closet. Rose looked at it for a moment, confused by why it was too small. So she walked over to it and pulled both of the doors open and laughed at what she saw inside. Bigger on the inside. Inside were clothes in every shade of blue, and it seemed that they never seemed to end. Rose closed the doors and turned around, looking at every part of the room. In the far corner was a white cot. Rose walked over to it slowly, and ran her hands over it softly when she reached it. She felt the soft blue sheets and brought her hands back to her stomach.

"Isn't your Daddy the best, John?" She whispered to her unborn baby. The Doctor watched her with a small smile on his face, before he walked up behind her and circled his arms around her waist, his hands resting ontop of hers, and smiled when he felt the baby kick through her hand. He hugged her tight and turned slightly to kiss her on the cheek.

"Of course i am. I'm fantastic." He said as the both looked around the room and lingered in their happy moment. But the Doctor continued to think about the pressing matter that he had been thinking about for the last six months. That what if their baby was like him? What if Rose never lived to see him grow up entirely. He tried so many times to push it from his mind, and everyday it got harder. He loved her, but would he have to raise their child alone?

The Doctor stepped away from Rose and turned to leave the room.

"Where are you going?" Rose asked, confused as she suddenly missed his warmth. The Doctor turned around and smiled sadly at her.

"I just have to collect my thoughts."He said simply and left the room. Rose watched as the door closed and slowly slid stepped back against the wall, and held her stomach as the tears that she had been holding for the last six months slowly started to pour from her eyes.

The Doctor stood on the other side of the door, and listened as Rose cried to herself. He turned and placed his hand on the wood and knelt his head on the door as he fought between what he wanted. He thought about the fact that she was human and he was a Time Lord, and that he could never live with her for the rest of his life while she could stay with him for the rest of hers. But he also thought about the fact that he loved her with all of his hearts, and that she was carrying their baby. He finally won the battle that he had been fighting for the last six months as he reached down and opened the door. Walking over to her, he dropped to his knees and pulled her into arms as he let her cry into his should.

"I'm so sorry. I love you so much." He whispered as she finally stopped crying and fell asleep in his arms. The Doctor stroked her head comfortably as he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep, holding her close.

Some of you wanted me to continue this. So, here it is. R and R please. I want to know if this is good or not. :D