Chapter Seven

(A/N: Sorry for not updating in a while! Been super busy with end of year exams and that. Long overdue really, also- thanks for the awesome name suggestions. I've got one of my own in mind, but keep them coming in, and even if I don't use it for the baby's name- I will use it as one of The Doctor or Rose's suggestions, as spacey-wacey as you can please and thanks xo)

THREE MONTHS LATER

Rose sits up in bed, and stretches her arms, throwing her head back and yawning. At six months gone, she has been getting tired easier and going to bed earlier to have the amount of energy to keep up with The Doctor. They don't go on many adventures anymore, due to Rose's general size and fragility, but they still explored other, nice planets, and headed to earth to see Jack and her mother often. She looks across the room to the calendar that she had put onto the wall, to keep track of the time spent inside the time machine. June 3rd, VISIT MUM; it read. She knows how much The Doctor specifically doesn't enjoy visiting her mother, but it has to be done at least once a month. She knows he will try and worm his way out of it, so she braces herself for what he's going to try and tempt her to do instead.

And then yes, right on cue The Doctor comes in in his blue suit today-the one that he knows she likes- a tray in his hand. A quick look and Rose mentally curses him, bacon and egg her favourite, with lightly browned toast, and tea with the pot of sugar next to it, just how she likes it- even a rose in a little vase on the side. He beams at her, with his best smile "Thought I'd make you breakfast," he says, smiling even more as he walks over, setting it down on the bed next to her.

"Oh did you now?" she says, starting to spoon sugar into the tea, and raising her eyebrow at him "Not trying to avoid my mother's then?" she notices his face fall slightly, and looks at him.

"Of course not!" he exclaims, just a little too late "How could you even think such a thing, Rose Tyler? I love seeing your mum." He says, his grin slowly turning into a grimace.

"Just as I thought," Rose says, giving him a light kiss on the cheek "Thanks for breakfast, you can go now, set the co-ordinates for mums" she waves her hand dismissively. The Doctor groans, and starts to get up, "Fine," he grumbles, and then plucks the Rose out of the vase, "But I'm taking this back". Rose just smiles and nibbles on the toast- he really does make breakfast nicely.

oOo

They get to Jackie's front door, and The Doctor has his pouty face on. Rose secretly loves the pouty face, but doesn't let him know- as if his ego needs anymore boosting. So she rolls her eyes, and gives him the look and he quickly puts a smile on, just in time for Jackie to open the door. "Doctor! Rose! Finally," she says, quickly inviting them in and walking off towards the kitchen "I been wondering when you lot would finally show up, honest I have been phoning but you never bloody answer Rose,"

"Sorry mum, it's just been really busy, getting the room ready, shopping and that" Rose says, rolling her eyes and walking into the kitchen, eyes widening at the new packet of custard creams sitting on the table. She immediately picks them up and eats one straight away, and then another right after. The Doctor just snickers, and then Jackie turns around. "Oi! Watch them, I just bought 'em, £1.25 a packet it's bloody ridiculous," she says heading over to the fridge to get the milk.

"Sorry mum, craving." Rose says mouth full.

"Well I'm not surprised you're having cravings, how far are you? You look quite big."

"Well thanks," Rose scoffs, eating another biscuit "Six months if ya must know," she says laughing, as her mum hands her a cup of tea.

"Oh I remember being six months, big hormonal mess I was. Drove your father round the bloody bend."

"I ain't been that hormonal." Rose ponders aloud, and then hears the doctor laugh "What?" she asks.

"Rose I walked into the library the other day, and you were bawling your eyes out at toy story three." He says, laughing and Jackie joins in. "Oh shut up!" she says, cramming another biscuit.

"Tears streaming down her face Jackie, 'Why can't Andy be a kid forever!' she was screaming. I had to sit and console her for twenty minutes."

"Shut up!" Rose says, annoyed at her mother and her partner giggling at her.

"You got mascara all over my favourite shirt!"

"Never liked that shirt anyway." Rose sniffed.

"Oh she's hell to live with that one, always has been." Jackie says, as the three of them walk into the living room. She chooses to ignore Rose's pout. "But anyway six months, the worst bits over now- well until labour anyway- but don't worry about that… yet. Thought of any names?"

Immediately, the doctor and Rose both groan. "What?" Jackie asks.

"We can't agree. I want a normal name, and The Doctor wants- well. Some madness space age names."

"There is nothing wrong with the name Zlaryonat!" the doctor protests. Jackie raises her eyebrows.

"Bloody hell," Jackie says "Imagine the poor kid in pre-school! By the time he's bloody spelt that out in potato prints the day will be flippin over!"

"Exactly!" Rose says "Also, we won't be doing well if not even his mother can bloody pronounce his name.

"Well I don't want to call him something like, Antony or Declan or Simon do I?"

Rose rolls her eyes "Can you stop bloody watching ITV doctor…"

"Well whatever, our child is in himself, a miracle. He deserves an awesome name."

"True, but there's a difference between awesome and ridiculous."

"Bloody Hell," Jackie repeats "It must be a nightmare to live with you two."

Short? Yes. Sorry. Got revision to do, but I needed to put something on. GIMME YA NAME SUGGESTIONS- THE SPACEY-ER THE BETTER