Chapter six
A few weeks later Rose is getting dressed in her room. She knows The Doctor's already up and about around the console, as he tends to sleep a lot less than she does. Being pregnant has made her more tired too. She puts on a loose fitting white t-shirt, and goes to get her favourite jeans from the dresser. She puts them on, and pulls them up, but when she gets to the button and zip, she can't get it up. She sighs. She is about three months gone, and no wonder her clothes have been feeling a little snug around the middle. She pulls the jeans off, ditching them in favour for her comfy old grey tracksuit bottoms, she can't really be bothered to do much but laze around all day. She stands in front of the wall mirror and pulls her shirt up slightly. And there it is. A little bump, not very big, but definitely pregnant and she loves it.
She heads through the hallways and ends up bumping into The Doctor. "Ah Rose, there you are, been looking for you! I was wondering if you had anywhere particular in mind that you fancy going today" he asks, hands casually in his pockets.
"Well actually doctor, I was thinking of maybe chilling out inside today, if you don't mind?" she asks, half-hazardly. But to her relief The Doctor just smiles, "Sure thing Rose, anything for you. Oh we could decorate the nursery!" he says, grinning before glancing down and noticing her tracksuit bottoms. She catches him looking and laughs, "Can't fit into my jeans no more, now that this one's getting bigger," she gently places her hand on her bump. The doctor smiles and puts his hand on hers, before shutting his eyes slightly and then opening them again. "He says hello," he grins, and Rose grins back.
"So, nursery?" she asks with a smile
"Nursery," he grins.
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It amazes him how domestic he has become, and how easily he has slipped unto the role of being a soon-to-be father. He likes the feeling of having a stable relationship and a family and being in love a whole lot more than he thought he would. Its Rose, and he knows it is. He never thought he could ever in a million years love someone even a fraction of the amount that he loves her.
They trek down the hallway together into the room that will soon become their son's, when he's born in six months time. The first thing he knows that he has to do is put up the wallpaper. The wallpaper itself represents the fields of red grass and silver trees that were common among Gallifrey. It comes in a room set, being from a futuristic shop and screens to the wall, with sliver trees lining the background, and on the middle wall, you can see the citadel, shining in all its glory. It doesn't take long to put up and adjust to the room size, thanks to the TARDIS, and when he's finished both Rose and the doctor audibly gasp.
"It's beautiful," Rose says, after a few minuets of silence
"Isn't it?" the doctor agrees. Staring at it in all of its glory, then they get to painting. They paint the ceiling the same burnt orange as the sky on Gallifrey, so it all blends in together as one. They leave the floor as shiny light wood, and then set about lugging in and setting up the furniture. Rose soon learns that despite The Doctor's 900 years life experience and sonic tools, he is utterly crap at DIY. After several attempts to get the simple white crib pieced together, he huffs and shoves it in the corner. "Never liked that crib much anyway"
"Well where is little Zach going to sleep then Doctor, on the floor?" Rose asks, staring at the pile of furniture. The Doctor sighs, thinking for a second, before bounding up from the floor. "I know!" he shouts before running out of the room. Rose doesn't bother chasing after him, as she doubts that she would be able to keep up, and waits about ten minuets for him to come back. And when he dies, he's carrying a rickety old crib, with a crudely cut star mobile that looks like it's about to fall apart any minuet.
"Doctor what's this?" Rose asks, fingering the mobile
"It's mine," he replies matter-of-factly "my old crib. Well it was, when I was a lot smaller. Now we can have it for little Orion" he says, grinning and placing it on top of a stand that the TARDIS had helpfully placed in the room, by the wall. Rose rolls her eyes at the ridiculous name-as she is not naming her first child after a constellation, but breaks out in a grin too, and strokes her fingers up and down the crib, blowing a little dust off of it.
"It's beautiful, if a little rickety, is it safe? It's not gonna fall apart or nothing is it?"
"Nah, time lord tech, lasts for at least another thousand years," he says
"Perfect then," Rose says "But you better get to work on that wardrobe" she points to another flat pack, and the doctor sighs, getting the sonic screwdriver out and hearing Rose laugh behind him.
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A lot of swearing and moaning later, The Doctor has miraculously managed to construct the wardrobe, and Rose has helped the TARDIS design little things like lampshades and what not, and The Doctor helps Rose stick white glow-in-the-dark stars all over the ceiling, like she did when she was a kid. And in the end, the room looks beautiful.
"We did a pretty good job didn't we?" Rose asks, as they stand in the doorway of the room.
"Yep, we did," The Doctor says, flicking the light switch off and shutting the door.
"Can I just say, that I'm really excited for this. Having a baby an'all that" Rose says as they head down the corridor towards the console room. Although it is beautiful, they have spent over half a day inside their son's room, and a change of scenery will be nice.
"Me too, it's something I guess I never thought I'd do," The Doctor says with a smile, taking her hand.
And Rose just smiles because she loves him, she loves him so much. Her entire life (however long or short that may be) is dedicated to him and their soon-to-be family, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
Hooray for fluff! More plot developments regarding Rose's species soon, but in the meantime, drop a review and maybe suggest a baby name? I want the perfect like mix between spacey and normal, to portray the child as the perfect mix of The Doctor and Rose! So yeah let meh know, and if I don't want to use it for the eventual name, I can always use it for Rose and The Doctor's little back and forth name banter and then give you credit here! Much luv xxxx