Chapter 2 - Here's the second chapter. This is where the real twist is.
"The beer from Chug is the best! And, it has an extremely ironic name," Rose said, while entering the Doctor's room. "What's the matter?"
"Look, I want to get this out in the open while neither of us are drunk, so here it goes." The Doctor was half muttering and half yelling, "I... love... you. I love you."
Rose's eyes flickered in and out of consciousness, and she fell to the floor.
The Doctor slumped his shoulders and groaned. Once again his up front method failed and he was left with a practically dead Rose. He got off his bed and grabbed Rose, before easily picking her up and carrying her to it. It took him ages to wake her up, and when he thought he'd finally give in, she woke up by herself.
"You love me," she smiled, while staring deep into the Doctor's eyes.
"Yeah." He leant in closer. "Do you love me?"
Rose's teasing silence seemed to last forever, before she finally announced, "Always."
They kissed passionately, and Rose soon found herself in an awkward position as he moved down to her neck. She had a rather large love bite.
"What's this?"
"A guy at one of the pubs I was looking for you in... well, he ended up grabbing me on the cough bottom and giving me this."
The Doctor stood up in rage. "How dare he! You – a remotely innocent girl – being harassed by..." he shuddered.
"Calm down. I soon scared him off."
"How did you do that? Show him ya granny bra?"
"No," she said, ignoring his granny-bra comment, "I told him I was pregnant."
The Doctor smiled. The thought of her having his baby sent shivers down his spine.
He lay back down next to her. "This baby..."
Rose nodded. "Mmm."
"It was mine, right?"
"Of course."
And you were completely happy to have it?"
"Definitely." She smiled. She liked where this was going.
"So..." He rolled on top of her.
She smiled, and then answered him, "Yes."
That night they made adoring love to each other, and Rose would have been surprised if she knew what was to come next.
The Doctor opened his eyes. He felt warm. Thinking back to what his dreams had been about, he remembered one particularly good one about him and Rose.
Suddenly, someone fidgeted under his arm, and he recalled he previous evening. The dream had happened.
Rose, the one under his arm, had the same mixture of happiness and disbelief. She pushed her way from beneath the covers, and rubbed her nose against his.
"Hello."
"Hi."
"You love me."
"I do."
Rose giggled in relief. "I love you."
The Doctor ran his hand through her hair, thinking about their love. He sat up suddenly, remembering what would happen when humans and time-lords had... intercourse.
"Um..." Before he could continue, Rose was sitting up with him.
"What? What's wrong?"
"I just remembered time-lord sex-ed class. My... little fellas are rather strong swimmers, and..." he winced as Rose got the picture.
"So... I'm most likely gonna be pregnant?"
"Actually, you most likely already are."
Rose was out of bed pacing the room in seconds. "What are we gonna do? What am I gonna tell my mum?"
The Doctor sighed and stood up to calm her down. Him being completely nude probably helped.
"We'll get through this. There's always the chance you're not going to get pregnant."
Calming down slightly, she asked, "And what are the chances?"
The Doctor bit his lip nervously, "98..."
"Really?"
"...that you will get pregnant."
Rose sighed, confused. She snuggled up to him and allowed him to wrap his arms around her.
"What are we gonna do with a baby?"
The stick covered in urine was passed out from underneath the bathroom stall. The Doctor reluctantly took it and placed it on the side next to the sink, before quickly washing his hands.
"Right," Rose said, walking out of the stall, "This is gonna be the longest minute of my life."
"Actually, it's three minutes." The Doctor produced the box it had been in.
"Even better."
Five seconds passed, and Rose anxiously clung to the Doctor's hands.
"Do you want a baby?"
The Doctor pondered over the question. "Well, I really do. All my life I've wished for children." Catching the look on Rose's face, he added, "But if you're not ready I'll wait."
Rose grinned, "That means a lot to me, but if I'm pregnant, I'll have the baby for you."
The Doctor squeezed her hand.
One minute was left when they next looked at their timer.
Rose had been expecting an hour.
50 seconds.
All they could think about was the life-changing answer this wee covered stalf held.
30 seconds.
The Doctor breathed heavily repeatedly, until he was sure he was hyperventilating.
20 seconds.
Rose almost collapsed with the time it felt like it was taking.
10 seconds.
They clung to each other.
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As the timer beeped, the Doctor said, "I'll look if you want?"
"Yes, please."
He picked up the coloured paper to find out what was what. After a few very long moments of figuring this out, he looked up at Rose.
"It's negative."
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