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Jon was in a quandary. He remembered when he had brought his granddaughter Susan to Earth, back in his first life. Her brilliance had led two schooltechers to the TARDIS, and he had panicked and kidnaped them. While they had grown into trusted friends, he could not risk something similar with Arianna.
Arianna was, if anything, even more brilliant than Susan - and less tactful. Rose couldn't take her out in public anymore, for fear she'd say something incredibly intelligent and/or witty - at 6 months of age! Her intelligence and dry humor knew no bounds. She had once confided to Jackie that she was surprised that her parents' "activities" while she was in the womb had not resulted in her head resembling a golf ball.
While Torchwood was controlled by Pete, even it was not a safe haven. Rose had walked in on a Torchwood employee administering psychological and intelligence tests while Arianna was in the nursery, without Rose or Jon's permission, and without Pete's approval. That employee had been summarily dismissed, but the damage had been done in Rose's eyes, and Arianna now shared a (thoroughly vetted and briefed) nanny with Tony at Jackie and Pete's home. Even so, Rose worried. The press had picked up on the way the baby had seemingly been hidden away, and the more sensationalist type of rags were openly speculating as to what the cause could be, and were publishing photo-shop'd pictures of supposed deformities of the Vitex heiress' daughter.
Meanwhile, he had to find a safe place to grow the baby TARDIS. Soon he and Rose would have a Torchwood craft to call their own. Initial tests went well and the current design was space-worthy, albeit undergoing further design refinements. Although there were no signs of Time Lords in this universe, there likely was a planet similar to Gallifrey, and that would be the ideal location to grow the coral into a new TARDIS. He speculated that if he shatterfried the plasmic shell and modified the dimensional stabiliser to a foldback harmonic of 36.3, he could accelerate growth by the power of 59. In other words, he could grow a TARDIS in less than a year, if his calculations were correct. He wondered why no one else had ever thought of it.
All he needed was the right environment to do it in, and some time. Ironic, he thought, how time is becoming my enemy instead of my friend.
Rose had changed somewhat since her pregnancy and the birth of Arianna. He thought it was due at least in part to the changes in her DNA. Technically Rose was now just a bit more Gallifreyan than he was. She looked exactly the same, literally. No aging, no stretch marks, nothing whatsoever had changed bodily, which was in and of itself - weird. But there was more. Her thought processes had changed. When she had first been stranded on this planet, she had worked hard to grasp principles of astrophysics and other skills she had needed to get back to him. Those subjects now had become easier for her to grasp, indeed she now challenged his teachings and thoughts, and they had delightfully heated discussions on all sorts of subjects that previously had been beyond her. He wasn't totally sure how he felt about this development. Happy, to be sure, but what did it all mean?
At any rate, he had to get a ship together and get his family off this planet. He and Rose both had a growing feeling of unease, they both sensed that something bad would happen if they lingered too long here.