Hey guys, sorry this one took so long. I was so buisy with the next chapter and other stores that I forgot that I'd already finished this one. Memories are coming back, and things are starting to get dangerous!

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Memories

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Rose was woken by the sound of scurried feet. Looking out the window she could see that it was only just dawn. For the briefest of moments she was confused as to why there were two tiny babies curled into her side.

She smiled when she remembered where she was… what had happened. - Hmm, that seemed to be an improvement. Usually it would have taken much longer for the information to filter back into her head. Especially such new, shocking information. But she didn't have much time to ponder on that when Sarah Jane came rushing over to her in a panic and began searching through her bag.

Sarah finally found the small black sticker that had been on her stomach and pointed something at it. A high pitched squeal emanated from something that looked like a lipstick…

"Is that a Sonic Screwdriver?" she found herself mumbling. She didn't know what a Sonic Screwdriver was, but it appeared her mind did.

"Sonic Lipstick," Sarah Jane gave her a tight lipped Smile. "I'm sorry, Rose, there's no time. I've reversed the perception filter to hide you from others not from the wearer. Hold on to the twins tight, try not to move and don't make a sound," she commanded. Then she stuck the black sticker on her arm.

Rose had never really done as she was told, but she could tell this was very important and very serious. She took a child up in each arm and curled the three of them up into the corner, staying as still as she could. She hoped with all her might that the twins would stay still too. There was a reassuring flitter against her mind. Looking down she saw her sleeping children still. As if they had heard her prayer.

"Good luck," Sarah Jane whispered to her. "I'll be back later." At that moment, one of those spike covered spheres came into the room.

"Lady must leave," it said in a childlike voice. "The Master needs Lady to work."

"Yes, I'm coming," Sarah Jane held her hands in surrender as she stood and moved out the door. She couldn't afford a glance back at Rose.

The sphere, Toclafane as Tom had called them (Wow, she actually remembered that!), swept around the room a few times, searching for anyone who might be left. But, not seeming to see anyone else, it left.

Rose waited until all noise in the house stopped. She could still hear the people outside being loaded into vans. She still didn't move. Five minutes later, the vans and Toclafane were gone. She stirred, thinking she was alone, but then she heard the sound of thudding footsteps up the stairs.

"Rose?" a voice called. She felt her body loosen up in relief. It was only Tom. "Rose!" he called again. Carefully she placed Jack on the mattress and took off the perception filter from her arm, just as Tom ran in. "Thank god, you're okay," he sighed.

"What's going on Tom?" she asked. "Where were they taken… why are you still here?"

"I'm a doctor, I'm needed for other jobs," he told her, coming over to help her as she begun to change the twin's diapers. Jack stayed still, just gurgled at her. But Gallifreya was moving and wriggling like she was never going to stop. "But all the people here… this is the Bexley slave quarters. Every morning these people are taken to work in the shipyards, building rockets."

"That's terrible," she gasped in horror. "That's wrong! Cant anyone stop it?"

"It's work or die, Rose. Those things are monsters. But there is one hope. There's a woman, Martha Jones. They say that she's walked the Earth, that she's the only one who can kill the Master. They're only rumours, but who knows she can. Maybe this will all stop when he's gone."

"There's the Doctor," she told him resolutely. "He'll help us. If there's anything I believe in, it's him." She blinked as the bold works poured from her lips. She let out a giggle. "Look at me. I can barely remember him, yet I think that I would give my life for his." She tried to push back the voice in her head telling her that she already had.

"He must be a good man," Tom smiled warmly. He knew from what Sarah Jane had said, something must have happened to this Doctor. Otherwise he would have come to help already. But Rose seemed so happy… happier than he'd seen anyone in a year. He didn't want to destroy that. "I wish I had someone to believe in like that."

"You'll find her someday," she assured him with a cute cheeky smile where her tongue stuck out from between her teeth.

He smiled at her again. Rose Tyler was special. She really was a ray of hope and happiness in these ever dark times. It wasn't just her optimistic attitude; there was just something about her.

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With nothing else to do, Rose and Tom spent the day looking after the twins. She had no idea about raising a child, let alone two. But Tom had been a paediatric doctor; he knew a thing or two about kids and helped her out.

Rose had yet to look in her bag, so they set to that. Rose put the letter and phone in her pocket. There were a few changes of clothes for her. And some food that she told Tom they could share between everyone in the quarters. And lots of baby clothes, both boys and girls… it appeared her family knew exactly what to expect. There were also lots more diapers and toys and things to care for the babies. In a hidden pocket, she even found a picture of her family. She put that in her pocket too. She noted with a touch of sadness, that she had a rather prominent belly. And though she looked happy, she still looked a little distant, like part of her wasn't really there.

Later she played with Jack and Gallifreya. She may not be a baby expert, but even she knew that they were very advanced, especially as they had only been born the day before. They were just as tiny as when they were born, but already they could support their own head, and move more than any other child of one day. It must have been the 'alien' genes in them.

Okay, admittedly she didn't know how alien they would be other than the double hearts. But she had some feelings about things. For one, she was fairly certain that they were telepathic. They seemed to understand her, and she knew what they needed.

Tom was very surprised by how fast they were progressing. And he was surprised that she was so attuned to them. She even had a feeling about how they would turn out.

She knew that Jack would charming and adventurous and incredibly smart and curious. Gallifreya would be hyperactive, stubborn, feisty and talk as much as her father. And they would both be utterly beautiful. She giggled as she played with Gallifreya's hair. She had a good head of golden brown hair on her already. But it was still fairly short. The front of it was sticking up, pushing together, a bit like a wild spiky Mohawk. It reminded her of the man in the pinstripe suit - the Doctor.

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Rose had spent most of the day, talking to the twins, attempting to unravel her head, which had improved immensely since she had been in this universe. She could remember most of her life now, even though none of it was in the right order. And she still couldn't remember being pregnant, nor how it happened. But she could remember so much about the Doctor.

She was glad for that. She was happy that she could remember so much. It seemed like years since her head had been this clear. Perhaps the babies had helped clear her head for her. She could remember so many of the most precious moments of her life. And now, she couldn't wait to find him again. She knew he would find her. Because she would stop at nothing to find him.

It was getting dark by the time everyone came back. They all looked tired and weary. They also looked relieved, yet horribly fearful. Rose found Sarah Jane in seconds.

"Sarah Jane, what is it?" she asked as the woman slumped down the wall with her son.

"It's done," she sobbed. "We're finished."

"Isn't that a good thing?" she said in confusion. Sarah Jane laughed hollowly.

"Yeah, we won't be worked to death… We'll be killed by what we built. Rockets, Rose. Bombs. An interplanetary war. That's why everyone's so…" words seemed to fail her and Rose wrapped an arm around the woman's shoulders. Gallifreya was cuddled tight into the crook of her other arm. Tom, who was holding Jack, came to join them.

"It's only a few more days until launch," he said quietly.

They were all startled when with a crash the door swung open. They let out a relieved breath when they saw it was just an ordinary, rather bedraggled man. He had a hopeful grin plastered across his face. "She's coming!" he cried. He closed the door and came in further, lowering his voice so no one outside would hear. "Martha Jones is coming back to Britain. We've been sent word. She needs someone to collect her. Someone with transport."

"I'll go," Tom volunteered. "I've got the truck, I can take that."

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And soon, with that, everyone was talking excitedly about the famous Martha Jones. All their pains and sorrows forgotten as a wild hope burned through them.

"So… she's looking for a weapon?" Rose clarified.

"That's what the rumours say," Luke told her.

"The Doctor would have hated that," she said. "I remember, he hated guns… I've fired one once. Shot out a window… I can't remember why though. But it makes me shiver."

"Yes, the Doctor always was quite the pacifist," Sarah Jane smiled. "Always ready to give people a chance." Rose couldn't help but smile.

?...DW…?

For the next three days, everyone was rather excited. The relief of not constantly working and the hope of Martha Jones kept them going. And it was all helped by Rose and the twins. She was like a breath of life and light in the darkness. She may not have been able to put her life in place, and she was living in a hell of a world, yet she was always happy.

Rose and Sarah Jane spent most of the three days taking care of the twins and talking. Sarah Jane told Rose of her adventures with the Doctor and her life afterwards. Rose had seemed very excited when she mentioned the Slitheen. She was sure that she had heard that one before. And she could certainly remember a creature of the same description… for some reason in a parliament building... That's right, they blew up Downing Street!

Rose then told Sarah Jane all she could remember. Some stories she could remember all of or most of, like her first adventure to the Parallel universe. (At least those made her memories of growing up without her dad make sense). Every day her memories grew stronger. It wouldn't be long until they were completely back… hopefully.

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But it wasn't until three days after she had put the phone and letter in her pocket, that she remembered she put them there. Of course! If she called the Doctor, then she could tell him what was happening. He could come and fix this and take her and their children home!

Excitedly she pulled out the phone. She scrolled through all the contacts until she came to 'The Doctor - TARDIS'. That seemed like the right one, nothing else said Doctor, so she pressed the call button and held it to her ear. It rang… and rang… and rang.

She sat there for what could have been minutes, but still he didn't answer. Knowing him, he was off on some wild adventure. She'd try calling him again later. It was her only hope.

?...DW…?

"Sir," a man said popping his head into the room.

"What is it?" the Master snapped.

"The blue box is doing something strange, Sir. It's ringing."

Now the Master was interested. Who could be ringing the Doctor… who would be able to? He didn't even think that people had phones anymore. Excitedly he made his way to the TARDIS and walked inside. The screen was still working, despite his tampering, and he could see the name of the caller quite clearly through the grating.

'Rose Tyler'. But that wasn't possible; she was trapped in a parallel universe. Then again, if she had the right technology… and now the walls between the worlds would be fracturing because of the paradox he was creating. Oh this was brilliant! If she really was here, he could use her to break the Doctor.

It would be so simple. Even just bringing her before him would make him weep. Killing her would shatter him forever. No, he could draw it out. Torture her, punish her. Do all kinds of horrid things and let him see it. And it would drive him insane to see it and be able to do nothing about it.

And he knew how deeply that pathetic idiot cared for the human too. He saw it. He had heard it in his voice the first time he'd spoken of her. And he had seen it in his dreams. That's right; those pathetic dreams of his were so strong that they had bled through the barriers the Doctor had placed around his own mind. The Master had been able to see them all.

It had given him perfect taunting material. He had even done his home work. When he had first arrived here in 2006 he remembered the Doctor's conversation with that freak and had looked her up. He was only slightly surprised, and very gleeful to find that at the time, the Doctor was still travelling with this Rose Tyler.

He had talked to her mother, done some research. He had even taken possession of all the family's belongings after Canary Warf. He knew exactly who this little, worthless human was. But right now, she wasn't worthless. She was like gold. She was his key to destroying the Doctor. And by Rassilon, he would use her.