A/N: Thank you all for the continuing support of this story.

This chapter crosses over with Torchwood. I'm not sure that I will write the Torchwood fic, but I had to balance the sweet with the bitter, and make Rose realize how fortunate she is (and Gwen does annoy me sometimes, even though I like her character.)

Ownership of these characters is not mine in any way, shape or form. No copyright or any other rights violation is intended. Thank you for letting me play in their universe.

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They named their son Jacksoneventularian Peter Tyler-Sigma of Lungborrow House; a name that in Gallifreyan meant "One who does not wait to do the proper thing". Within minutes, everyone called the little one Jack for short. The Doctor was there for every feeding, every nappy change, and every moment of his son's life. Jack was a good baby; he ate well, cried little and loved to be cuddled, much to his grandmother's delight.

Rose had taken the Doctor up on the offer to spend a few hours in the TARDIS' infirmary and quickly felt physically healed, but the TARDIS could only do so much and her hormones were still in flux. The Doctor held her when she cried and laughed with her when she laughed.

When Jack was one day old, they sat and talked of their future. The Doctor could not have imagined being any happier. She had agreed to come home with him. It had taken him a day to talk to her about it. His fear was that she would choose to remain behind with their son. Rose told him that she had never fit in here, had never been truly happy here. She would miss her Mum and Dad. She had grown to sincerely love Pete, but wanted to be with him, her Doctor. She wanted to raise their children together. His hearts happily fluttered at the thought of a TARDIS full of family. Children with blonde hair, brown hair, maybe a ginger-haired tyke; one with his former stormy blue eyes, one with blonde curls and a liking for scarves.

It was on this day that Pete got Rose's rings out from the safe and she put them back on. They were still a little snug, but Rose didn't feel comfortable without them anymore.

When Jack was two days old, the Doctor told Rose of their son's namesake. How he couldn't die and how he helped them reunite. Rose was surprised at first, and a little angry with the Doctor. She decided to get Jack's side before she said anything, though.

When Jack was three days old, the Doctor helped Rose pack up her few belongings and move them into her old room on the TARDIS. Rose thought that he didn't want to share a room at first, but he assured her that nothing would keep him from her side ever again. It was just that the TARDIS could take a while to sort out a bedroom with adjoining nursery and using her old room for storage would put less stress on the ship as she shuffled rooms and spaces around.

When Jack was four days old, the new rooms were finished and they officially moved into their new bedroom. It was a beautiful, large room decorated in "earth" tones – browns and bronzes. A large bed dominated the corner of the room and two wardrobes were along the walls. A door on one side of the room opened into a large bathroom and another on the other side of the room was a door leading to the nursery.

The nursery was decorated in an astronomy theme and Rose was fascinated by the swirling galaxies, spinning planets and distant novas. The Doctor gave her a gentle embrace from behind and explained that the view would change with their location.

Jack seemed to adjust quickly to the noise of the TARDIS. The soft background hum seemed to lull him to sleep faster than anything else yet. The Doctor knew they needed to leave soon or the little one would tune in to this universe and that would make his adjustment to his rightful universe very difficult.

When Jack was five days old, they said goodbye to their family and boarded the TARDIS. Earlier, Dr. Harper came by and checked out Rose and Jack. He declared them healthy and was initially surprised by Rose's fast healing rate, until he realized that Rose was married to an alien and he probably had something to do with her quick recovery.

The goodbye was tearful and full of promises to try to return for a visit on occasion. The Doctor did not voice that it might be very possible for visits to happen, but he didn't want to hurt his wife and mother-in-law if he couldn't make it happen.

They landed in the hub of Torchwood 3 about 10 minutes after the Doctor had left to go the parallel universe. Jack Harkness looked up from the work on his desk that he wasn't doing anyway and dared to hope. When he saw the Doctor walk out of the TARDIS with some kind of bundle, his heart sank a little. The expression brightened when he saw Rose follow the Doctor out of the timeship. She looked great! Her hips and chest were fuller than Harkness remembered, but she was here! Rose was home! He had so many questions to ask her, to ask them, but he settled for a tightly hugging Rose for now.

The bundle in the Doctor's arms started to wiggle and whimper. Rose took the bundle from the Doctor and asked for a quiet place for a few minutes. Harkness called over one of his team, an attractive Welsh woman named Gwen and she escorted the mother and child to an area that was quiet and somewhat private. Rose could see the swell of her abdomen and said, "When are you due?"

Gwen smiled sadly and replied, "In two months."

"What's wrong?"

"My husband was killed in a lorry accident last month. He …." Gwen burst into tears, "Jack said he'll be here for us, but I miss Rhys."

"I'm sorry." Rose cried with Gwen as she nursed her son, a light blanket providing them with some semblance of privacy. She remembered the recent pain of being without the Doctor and the joy of seeing him again. This child would never see his or her father. Rose held Gwen's hand and attempted to sooth Gwen's aching heart, knowing that it wouldn't help.

Soon, Jack finished nursing and Gwen led them back to the centre of the hub where Harkness and the Doctor waited. Rose handed the Doctor their son and said, "He needs a nappy change. Could you take care of that for me?"

The Doctor knew that Rose wanted to talk to Harkness, alone. He gently took his son and went into the TARDIS. Once Jack was in his cot, clean, dry and sleepy, the Doctor decided to disconnect the Rift manipulator from the TARDIS' controls. The Doctor knew that he was in for a rough night of answering Rose's questions, but he was ready to face them.