Chapter rating: F for fluffy lol. Nah, T to be on the safe side.
A/N:I admit… everything else in the story is a filler to arrive at chapters like this one X3 Oh and any and all things I might have to share about the ongoings of this fanfic will be on my tumblr, link on my profile with the infos on the fic...
The Doctor's Child
10. In A Name
The Doctor, Amy and Rory had been loitering around Torchwood and Cardiff for 3 days now, trying to stay out of the team's way while helping anywhere they could. The Rift activity wasn't too bad from what Gwen admitted to Amy, it was not too quiet, but nothing extremely dangerous had crossed it either.
The Doctor could often be found tinkering around in his ship, parked in the hallway near the suites, entertaining a running conversation with his son for whom Ianto and Jack had bought a movable cradle that the Doctor used to keep him next to him while he worked.
Amy and Rory spent some time visiting Cardiff, seeing the sights or locking themselves up in their room in the T.A.R.D.I.S. for extended periods of time, when they were not being bossed around by the Time Lord who seemed to take a lot of pleasure in thrusting the baby at them and asking them to babysit for an hour or two at a time (but never more, the 1 month-long absence had really taken its toll on the man).
It was one of those afternoons, that Jack came into the T.A.R.D.I.S., looking for the Doctor. He found him swaying under the consoles deck, with his son on his lap, held securely against him, humming softly to him.
"Hey, Doctor! I have a question I've been wanting to ask you…" He said, approaching a bit hesitantly.
"Yes, sure!" The Time Lord replied, a bit distractedly before looking down at the small form against him. "I already told you his name was Jack, stop calling him The Perv! It's really not a good name for… well anyone really!"
Jack held back a slight wince at that, Ianto had been both horrified and highly amused, the first time the Doctor had told them what the baby had been calling them for the last month.
"Yes about that, Doctor, Ianto and I…" Jack started before trailing off slightly. "Well, you know you were gone for a month and we had to babysit and a month is a long time (when you don't own a time travelling machine that is) and we couldn't just keep calling him 'baby' or 'boy'…"
"What are you trying to say, Jack?" The Gallifreyan asked, with a slight frown.
"We had to call him something, you know, and we couldn't get a hold of you, so after a few days, we started using this name that I liked and well he isn't old enough to really realize we're talking about him, but we needed a name and it sort of stuck…" Jack replied a bit fast.
"What did you call him?" The man in the bowtie enquired, looking both uneasy and infinitely sad.
"Evan… we took to calling him Evan…" The Immortal said in a rush.
The Doctor nodded and looked down at the baby in his arms.
"So they called you Evan? Do you like that, Evan?" He asked him gently.
Jack looked on, fascinated, just like every time the Doctor did something that was supposed to be impossible, while the other man cocked his head to the side, apparently listening to the baby's reply amidst his quiet gurgling.
"Ivan The Terrible? No I don't think that would be appropriate!" The Doctor continue his apparent monologue with a slight chuckle. "Then we'll have to work out something, won't we, Awesome Judge!"
And suddenly, Jack had the very uneasy feeling that if this ever went pear-shaped, it'd all be his fault… somehow!
The Doctor left the swing, waltzing slightly as he sauntered up the stairs and around the console with the baby still safe in his arms.
Jack followed behind him, curious of what they would possibly do next, as they waltzed out of the T.A.R.D.I.S.' doors and into the hallway.
"You look mighty chipper, Doctor!" Amy remarked as she watched the Time Lord strutting past her, having what looked on the outside like a one-sided conversation (but she'd learnt in the last few days that he "spoke baby" yeah her Raggedy Doctor had a few screws loose but it wouldn't even surprise her if he really did!).
"Hm, well we are on Earth and your birth mother is human, so I guess we could give you a human name, yes?" The Gallifreyan said with levity, completely ignoring his companion, yet again.
"What is it, this time?" Rory asked Jack with an aggravated sigh, restraining his wife with an arm as she looked ready to kick the man in the bowtie for ignoring her, before settling back, pouting a little.
"I told him we had to name the baby while he was with us and chose 'Evan' but apparently, Ev… I mean, his son, doesn't approve of the name, so now he's searching for another one…" Jack replied with a sigh of his own, Ianto had been the one to chose the name, even if he chose that one because Jack liked it, it had still been his choice, and he'd grown very fond of the baby, the separation since the Doctor came back, had hit him hard.
"Oh, Doctor, you could call him Vincent!" Amy proposed suddenly with a radiant smile.
The man seemed to consider for a moment before turning back to his son, seemingly asking his opinion before shaking his head with an easy grin.
"He still prefers Awesome Judge of Awesomeness at the moment!" Was his simple answer.
And just like that, the torrent of helpful, amusing and sometimes downright weird suggestions started. First only by Amy and Jack and then little by little, shedding their last dredges of hesitations, Rory, Ianto and Gwen started proposing names as well. Everything from "John" and "Jack" to "Alfredo" and "Miguel" going through "Delilah Bell" and "Moon Unit" was suggested and after two days of actually listening and weighing the names to himself, the Time Lord had enough of it. Starting to feel a bit peeved by how everyone seemed to want to "help" him when all he wanted was to make up for the month of his son's life he'd missed, he did the next best thing and locked himself and his son in the T.A.R.D.I.S.
The man gave a loud sigh as he closed the door single-handedly before walking to the chair next to the consoles on the deck, where he sat with the baby boy on his lap.
"So it's just us two and our Sexy, then, boyo!" He said in a soft voice, planting a kiss on the infant's head.
"You will need to do the poop cleaning thing again, soon" His son replied, blowing him a raspberry.
"Ah, no fear, I still know how to do that. But first, you, your mum and I have to have a serious discussion!" The Doctor retorted, sending a probe into his ship's telepathic fields, receiving an wave of warmth and homeliness in return. "We need to find you a name…"
Saying this, he sent to the T.A.R.D.I.S. the memories he had of all the names that everyone had proposed, starting with the very first one : Evan.
"What do you think about Evan? It is a good strong name, comes from the Welsh for John or Jack, you know, I use the name John Smith all the time, it wouldn't be so bad…" The Time Lord rambled happily, just has he could feel the T.A.R.D.I.S. eternal presence at the back of his head, feeling the warmth grow with fondness, apparently the ship liked that name too.
"Evan sounds nice, I like Evan, but you can continue to call me Awesome Judge too, right?" The newly-minted Evan asked.
"Of course, I can, my awesome Judge. And you know, that will be the name that everyone will you, but us Time Lord, we have private names most of the time, we cling to it and don't give it to anyone that didn't already know. I have one too…" The Gallifreyan explained quietly.
"So your name is not Daddy?Is it what the Perv and Teaboy call you? What is it… 'Doctor', right?" Evan the baby, asked, frowning at his father's face, as he raised his hand to try and grasp his nose, but the man nudged his podgy hand and blew a raspberry on it, making the baby giggling quietly.
"No, Doctor is my public name for everyone, I am your father, so my name to you is 'Daddy', but I have another name, one I keep secret…" The Doctor explained patiently.
"This naming thing is way too complicated, you grown ups and your complications! Well I'm Judge of Awesomeness! I demand that you uncomplicated it!" The infant demanded with a short wail.
"Well, to simplify, my T.A.R.D.I.S. and I are going to give you another name, but this one, you might not remember for a long time, until then, your name will be Evan, son of the Doctor…" The man smiled lovingly at the baby who was scrunching up his face in confusion.
"Then I am Evan, The Awesome Judge! That sounds good! And what is that other name you want for me, then?" He asked with a slight yawn, all this talking and thinking had taken its toll on his youthful mind.
The Doctor smiled down at his delicate and oh so perfect little boy and, leaning down against him, murmured a few word at his ear. Just moments after that, the boy was sleeping peacefully against his father as the man walked out the T.A.R.D.I.S. with a large joyous smile.
He found Jack and Rory, leaning against a wall near the ship, Amy having seemingly lost patience and walked away with a message for him saying that when he was ready to talk, she'd be in the break room.
"So, have you decided on a name then?" Jack asked, happy to see his friend smiling back at him so joyously.
"Well, it'd seem that Judge likes Evan after all!" The Time Lord replied, resulting in chuckles from both men. "So Rory, Jack! Say hello to Evan, only I have to call him Awesome Judge of Awesomeness, or Awesome Judge, for short!"
Rory shook his head, not even trying to comprehend the utter madness that was the Doctor sometimes, but leaned toward the little baby who was sleeping peacefully in his father's arms.
"Well hello there, Evan, welcome to the family, I guess…" He murmured gently, caressing the baby's cheek with a finger.
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