The Doctor scooped Jack up and carried him towards the console room; intent on finding out how much his son could do without waking Rose.
"What else has the baby said?" He asked gently so as not to sound like Jack was doing anything wrong.
"Not much," Jack shrugged as the Doctor propped him on the console. "He loves you and Mummy, he says that, and he wants to know what his name is because I told him my name and he worries about Mummy…"
Jack didn't seem to want to say anything else, but the Doctor frowned confused. He thought for a moment before asking his next question.
"Why is he worried about Mummy?" He asked off handedly.
"Because Mummy worries about you and me and she gets very stressed and the baby thinks she's going to make herself ill," Jack replied, swinging his feet.
"Him and me both," the Doctor muttered in agreement.
"That's why he's growing so fast," Jack piped up suddenly.
"What?" The Doctor frowned again.
"The baby thinks that if he's born then Mummy will be more happy," Jack replied. The Doctor thought this over and decided it was even more important to keep Rose calm. This baby was going to overexert itself before it was even born.
Rose woke alone and turned over facing the door, debating whether to get up and find the Doctor and Jack or not. Her now considerably large stomach was going to make it even more of a struggle and in the end she settled for propping herself up on her elbow and flicking through the photo album again.
She reached the end and smiled at the thought of the many years with two kids they had in front of them. Of course her mother was going to ask questions when they next visited and she was either heavily pregnant or had two children. Rose could deal with it though; she'd had to since Jack was conceived.
Finally she decided to get up when she heard the Doctor moving about in the console room, setting the coordinates for some place and time she'd probably never visited before.
She wandered into the console room and smiled slightly at the Doctor as he looked up. He grinned back, Jack on his hip, looking very much like his father. The Doctor pulled out his glasses and slipped them onto his nose looking Rose up and down.
"What do you reckon?" He asked Jack.
"She needs a holiday!" Jack said giggling. Rose smiled wider; her son was so cute at times.
"Yup, defiantly," the Doctor agreed. "Which is why, we're going to Barcelona."
Rose walked up the ramp towards them and slipped an arm round the Doctor's waist. He glanced at her for a moment then.
"You ok?" He asked. She looked up.
"Yeah I'm fine," she replied shaking her head. "I'm just pregnant with a child that's determined to be born seven months early."
The Doctor glanced at Jack and nodded.
"Yeah, sorry about that." He said, pulling a lever to land the TARDIS.
"It's not your fault," Rose shrugged.
"Um, well yeah, it kinda is," the Doctor said quickly darting towards the doors. Rose frowned and followed a little more slowly.
"What?" She asked, sure she must've misheard.
"Well, the thing is, the reason the baby is going so fast is because it's worried about you because you're worried about me and Jack and since it's my fault you're worried about us that technically makes it my fault that-" The Doctor stopped when he saw Rose looking at him oddly one eyebrow raised. "What?"
"You take too much blame," she said, smiling slightly, opening the doors and stepping out onto Barcelona. "Wow."
It was beautiful. It was warm, but not too hot and the market they'd just stepped out into was full of bright colours, bustling people chatting and dogs with no noses.
"It's good isn't it?" The Doctor said grinning as he followed her.
"It's fantastic!" Rose replied.
"Would it be more fantastic if I got my credit card out?" He continued giving her an innocent look.
"Oh yeah," Rose said nodding and holding out her hand.
"Try not to spend too much," the Doctor sighed handing it over and knowing Rose would come back laden with clothes and the like.
"I won't," she said walking off to look at the stalls. As much as he knew she shouldn't be wandering round alone, the Doctor knew it was perfectly safe and that she wouldn't go very far, giving him the chance to pick up more parts for the TARDIS and whatever Jack decided he was going to take.
They spent most of that day in the market and when they returned to the TARDIS later that evening the Doctor was left to sort through the hundreds of bags that Rose had bought back while the blonde girl herself went off to sleep. After all as she pointed out she was the pregnant one.
So the Doctor stayed up the whole night with Jack messing about and dreading telling Rose what her mother had said about visiting. Rose would have to know sooner or later and then she'd want to go and the Doctor wasn't sure he wanted any more domestic at that moment.