A/N: I felt it was unfair to leave you with a cliffhanger like that, so I'll be nice and upload this fairly soon. Again, it will get sillier. Timeline wise, this is between A Good Man Goes To War and Let's Kill Hitler. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: Don't own it, but I do own Charles! Hahahahahahahahahaha!

This was the final blow. He felt like the wind had been knocked out him. How could I be her father! That's not possible! We never…Then it hit him. He remembered now.

Flashback

They had just finished with their latest adventure. Space Florida, and its automatic sand. Laughing, Rose pulled him into the TARDIS. "I can't believe I got the almighty last Timelord drunk!" He laughed too, at the absurdity of the situation. He couldn't believe he allowed her to make him try that horrid concoction, what was it? A fuzzy navel? No, that's what she had; I had that stupid thing with the funny name, mimosa. "You are the only Timelord in existence, you have brought down entire armies with the wave of your hand and saved countries with the click of a button, yet you can't hold your liquor? Now that's just pathetic."

"Pathetic! There is nothing pathetic about me!" He chased her around the console until he finally grabbed her waist. He could feel her breath on his face and he felt her heart fluttering. Realizing how close they were, she started to pull away. Quickly he held her closer. Taking advantage of the situation, he leaned down and kissed her. Tentatively at first, until it deepened. She broke it off, and stared at him. "Doctor…?" There was a question in her voice, which he answered with another kiss. Taking her hand, they ran along the corridors until they reached his room…

End Flashback

Nothing had been said about that night, they just moved along with their friendship like nothing had happened. She told me, to my face, it wasn't her who was pregnant. I should've known she was lying! I can't believe I missed that! Starring at her now, he noticed the similarities to himself that could only be explained if she was half Timelord. The intelligence in her eyes, the way she sat there, looking at the window as if she could see through it. She can see through it! I have to let her know it's me! Thinking quickly, he nodded. A smile broke out on her face, the same cheeky grin her mother possessed. "Why do you smile? There is no one here to save you?"

"None that you know of!" Her head was high, her smile wider than before. Even if he wasn't sure about saving her then, there was no doubt about it now. She was so much like him! "Now!" she yelled, and he jumped into action, yanking out his sonic screwdriver and opening the door. Kovarian and the thug just stood there, their mouths open in shock. He quickly grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her to her feet. Her hand was slick with blood, and he knew he didn't have long before she would collapse from blood lose.

"Physician John Smith! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Sorry Dr. Kovarian, but I cannot let this continue! Oh, and its not John Smith! Its Doctor, the Doctor, and I'll be leaving now!" Pulling the girl with him, he sprinted down the hallway. He felt her growing weaker with every step and knew he was going to have to do something absolutely brilliant if they wanted to escape.

"Doctor, I can't keep this up for much longer!"

"I know, give me a minute! I'll think of something brilliant soon!"

"She was right!"

"Who was?"

"My mother! She said your ego was bigger than Jupiter! And she was right about that!"

Laughing, she stumbled after him. She knew she was going to faint soon if she didn't stop, but she had to press on, for him, for herself. Glancing back, she saw something that made her instantly regret glancing back. The man, the large one that had been her torture buddy for as long as she could remember, was running after them, and was gaining fast. "DOCTOR!"

The Doctor knew what she was yelling about. He could feel her slowing down, struggling to keep up with him. He knew there was only one option left. "Hold on tight!"

Doing as he said, she grabbed him around the waist, and held fast. He pulled a small key from his pocket, similar to the one hanging around her neck. She could feel her key growing warm, and gasped in surprise as the walls faded from around her and a strange whooshing noise started up. Before she knew it, there they stood, in the middle of the TARDIS.

The console was different from the one her mother had described; yet there was no mistaking it. This was the TARDIS, the one where her mother had lived for close to two years. I can't believe I'm here, in that TARDIS! More importantly, I can't believe I'm gone from there!

Reluctantly, the Doctor let go of the girl and stepped over to the console. Whoa, not good. Head rush! She felt her body swaying and let out an involuntary giggle. Glancing back, the Doctor looked at her strangely. "Hey Doctor, you got a little bit of blood there, on your…" She collapsed, her head hitting the floor, her vision blurred, and her eyes began to close.

"CHARLIE!" the Doctor yelled, and she closed her eyes and passed into the welcoming darkness.