AN:This chapter takes place shortly before she takes the test. And will touch on the terrible thing Eleven did. I've decided to jump around a bit I hope you enjoy and please review.

Miranda Davies ran her hand through her hair as she watched the Doctor mess around with the Tardis causing a shower of sparks to spray. Her stomach churned uncomfortably, and she inhaled through her mouth. She had bought a test last week when she and Doctor had stopped off in modern day London. They investigated a noise in the sewer that turned out be a disgruntled prehistoric alien.

"Where are you off too?" He asked with a large grin and his face smeared with oil, once she had stood up.

Miranda smiled faintly, he was so happy and she didn't want to ruin anything. "Oh just the ladies."

"Well hurry back, I feel like popping by this space market right next to the first star in universe!" The Doctor rambled as he flipped a switch causing the lights to flicker

Miranda went up the stairs and into the small bathroom and shut herself in. She found the test where she hid it behind a can of space hairspray. Her hands shook as she opened the package and used it. She put it on the sink and sat on the bathtub.

"God please please let it be a false alarm." She chanted as she bit her lip. "Please."

She absolutely couldn't be pregnant, not only was she too young to be a mother but from a one night stand would send her mum through the roof. Even though the Doctor had let her stay with him after they had woken up tangled up in each other she could tell his thoughts were elsewhere.

Her watch signaled that three minutes had passed, her hands trembled as she picked it up and stared at it. Tears pricked her eyes as she saw the two lines.

"No no no." She cried as tears slipped down her face and she shook the small stick trying to change the outcome. "Please be wrong."

"Miranda come on we're wasting time." He chuckled at his own joke but she just continued to sob. "Come on Davies open up."

The door unlocked after the pulsing of his Sonic Screwdriver. "Off to the market of Trexisikillion-" Eleven stopped himself short when he saw her crying. He crouched down next to her on the rim of the bathtub. "What's wrong?"

The 21 year old only sighed and forced the small stick into his hand. She looked at him from under her eyelashes and watched as his face twisted into a deep frown and turned white as a sheet.

"This is some sort of joke right?" His voice was low and breathy. "Please tell me you aren't pregnant."

Miranda gripped his hand. "No, I am so sorry."

The Doctor tensed as she hugged him tightly. He made no move to comfort her, his mind only raced with terrible thoughts, it was clearly his. But there was no such thing as a half human half Timelord child, humans wouldn't be able to handle the high spikes of regeneration energy they gave off. He pulled back and scanned her.

"Come on." He said sternly as he gripped wrist. "There's still time."

The Doctor ignored her questions as he drug her to the console room of the Tardis and set the coordinates for the year 5,000,000,023 for New New York.

"Where are we going!" She shouted, earning his attention back.

"Hospital in the New New York, if anyone can get rid of it they can. You're only a few weeks gone." The bitterness in his voice sent chills down her spine.

"Rid of it what do you mean rid of it?" She asked slowly as she backed away.
He looked at her and saw how sad and confused she looked and for a brief moment he felt guilty.

"Listen there's never been a human Timelord child. It's not physically possible and we have to get it out of you before it harms you or attracts any attention we don't want."

"No way! I'm not getting an abortion, it's ours, you just don't want to help so you can run around in your stupid box!"

He gripped her shoulders. "Miranda you don't understand, this could kill you, I mean literally rip you to shreds."

The Doctor was frantic now, he couldn't handle the thought of loosing yet another person. If he did it would be his fault once again.

"I'm at least going to try!"

He looked away from her and ran his hand down his face. The anger boiled inside him.

"No we're fixing this now."

Miranda tried to free her wrist as more tears fell. "It's a baby! It's a living thing, I mean you out of all people should know how special that is! You've been around for hundreds of years you don't want that chance for your child? You're selfish."

Everything happened at once then, the rage over flowed and he pinned her to the wall. "You stupid stupid human! Don't you dare try to tell how special life is! You're stubborn, let it kill you then see if I care."

Miranda's breaths came out rapidly. "Is that what happened to the people before me? D-Did sleep with them too and get bored so you just let them die?"

The Doctor snarled before his hand flew across her face. "Don't ever assume what happened to the others! They weren't so bloody stupid like you are!" The anger that burned in his eyes slowly died how as he realized that she now held her face.

"Take. Me. Home." She said firmly as she pushed past him. "Now!"

The Doctor's hand fell to her cheek and she recoiled instantly. "I'm so sorry, j-just don't go.Please."

"Don't touch me you've done enough." Miranda spat as she walked to her room.

He stared after and kicked the wall and rubbed her face. During his 900 or so years he had never come close to laying a hand on a woman, that was just unacceptable. Especially a woman who was somehow carrying his child, that wasn't who he was.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to take me home?" She spit crossly, her small bag sitting at her feet.

Normally the Doctor loved to take him Tardis for a spin, he loves the feeling for hurdling through time and space with a push of a button. But this time he solemnly pulled the lever and pressed a few buttons.

"There." His voice came out low and scratchy. "But before you go just listen to me, please."

Miranda picked up her bag. "No I'm going."

The Doctor reached out behind him and locked the doors with the sonic and crossed his arms. "We're going to talk about then you can run along and kill yourself."

Normally she would've just shoved past him but the mild sting in her cheek stopped her. "Fine."

He crossed over to her and put his hand on her cheek. "I'm sorry I hurt you, I really truly am. You just don't understand what this means."

"I think it means you regret hooking up with me because I got pregnant and you just want to ditch me and not take anything seriously."

The Doctor ran his fingers through his shut his eyes. "That's not even remotely close, I just don't want to see you get hurt or anything."

"I'll be fine this is my choice."

"Miranda no!"

She swallowed the lump in her throat and ignored the stinging in her eyes. She brushed her lips against his cheek."I'm doing what's best for us Doctor. For all three of us."

"No! Just stay here please so we can figure this out."

"If you want to see him or her and actually step up let me know. You know where to find me." She waited for him to unlock the door. "If not thanks for everything, I'll tell them all about the Tardis. And you."

"Please don't go, j-just stay here." He choked out, gently grabbing her wrist. "Please."

She pulled herself free and kissed his cheek. "Goodbye Doctor."

AN: Well after watching the Matt's departure an hour or so ago in the states I've decided to give this a go again. I hope you enjoyed a maybe some reviews this time? Where should this story go?