Rose and Jack had sneaked back into the TARDIS console room when the Doctor left and were watching on the screen as the Doctor faced the Dalek. Rose put Jack down so he couldn't see what was happening. The last thing she wanted was for her child to have to watch his Dad die again.
"Mummy!" Jack moaned wanting to be picked back up. He could sense his mothers worry and wanted to know exactly what was happening. Rose stroked his head murmuring to him to calm him down but it wasn't working.
Rose continued to watch in horror as the Dalek began to talk, aiming its gun directly at the Doctor.
"No," Rose whispered in fright. She couldn't loose him. Then she saw the worst possible thing on the screen. Her own son had managed to open the TARDIS doors and leave to try and reach his Dad. Rose ran to the door and out into Torchwood Tower, scooping up her son just as the Dalek switched targets and fired.
"NO!" The Doctor shouted turning to see Rose and Jack as the Dalek's laser penetrated the force field and headed straight for them.
Rose looked up, one arm wrapped round her son the other outstretched. The laser retreated the way it had come the Dalek suddenly finding itself face to face with the Bad Wolf.
"Rose, go back inside," the Doctor begged walking towards her. Rose glanced at him, back to her old self.
"No. You spend too much time playing the hero. I'm going to finish this," she said determinedly. "And you are going to be the Dad you promised you would be."
Rose raised her hand again and did what she did to the Dalek's on Satellite Five. She divided it's atoms into a million pieces and scattered them across time and space. The Doctor watched worriedly.
"Rose, you've done it, now stop," the Doctor said feeling the pain he knew Rose should've.
Rose looked at him and let the Bad Wolf go.
"Sorry," she said meekly. "But I didn't want you to have to save the world every time."
"I know," the Doctor said clutching his stomach. "But the Bad Wolf just sped up the baby's growth again."
"Oh… sorry," Rose wrapped an arm round the Doctor and lead him back to the TARDIS.
Once safely inside the Doctor took her free hand.
"You've got to calm him down," he said, trying hard not to let the pain show.
"Him?" Rose asked frowning slightly as she tried to slow her racing heart.
"Yeah, it's another boy," the Doctor replied, taking Jack from Rose. "And at the rate you're going he'll be born in less than two months time."
"Well it's not my fault I'm stressed," Rose said annoyed. "It's that stupid Yvonne's fault."
"Rose," the Doctor gasped and Rose softened.
"Why don't you let me suffer the pain?" She said.
"Because you've got enough pain to deal with when you give birth," the Doctor replied. "And you're mother would kill me if I let you suffer unnecessarily."
"My Mum doesn't know I'm expecting another child," Rose said. "Let me handle the pain, ok?"
The Doctor looked at her, considering.
"If you insist," He said removing the pain barrier. He straightened up, still slightly sore and supporting Rose as she doubled over.
"I'm going to bed," she gasped feeling extremely sick.
"I'll make you a cup of tea," the Doctor said, following her, still holding Jack.
"Yeah because that's the answer to everything," Rose said bent double through the pain.
"Well it'll help, but if you don't want one-"
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Rose said as she climbed into the double bed in the room she and the Doctor shared in the TARDIS.
"It's alright," the Doctor said stroking Rose's head. "You just need to take things easy."
"This from the Time Lord who saves the world everyday," Rose replied smiling weakly.
"This from the human who turned herself into a Time Lady against all the odds and now has two kids," the Doctor grinned in mock seriousness.
"We're as bad as each other aren't we?" Rose said squeezing the Doctor's hand reassuringly.
"Yup," the Doctor nodded. "I'll get your cup of tea."
He wandered out of the bedroom and down the corridor towards the kitchen, Jack gurgling in his arms.
Much later that day when Rose had had her cup of tea and calmed down a bit, her stomach visibly swollen now the three of sat in the bed looking through on of the photo albums they'd made for Jackie.
Jack sat between them finding it highly amusing the way every photo seemed to concern him.
Rose leant against the Doctor sleepily after a while and fell asleep, with her son still giggling over pictures of him as a tiny baby.
"Daddy?" Jack asked suddenly. "What are you going to call the new baby?"
The Doctor shrugged.
"I don't know, we haven't decided yet," he said cuddling his child. "Why?"
"Because he wants to know," Jack turned the page of the album unfazed.
"Who wants to know?" The Doctor asked confused.
"The baby," Jack said as if it were obvious.