A/N: Apologies for the lack of updates well ZERO updates. Things will be back soon! I promise! I hope people are still enjoying this story, and wanting more! Here's a small chapter, hopefully I'll get back in to it all soon!

The Doctor held Rose in his arms as she slept. He looked down at her, her chest moving up and down slowly, she seemed so content and calm and he knew it was going to be different as soon as she woke up. Their life lately had been anything but calm, two days ago Rose was informed that the cancerous cells had continued to develop, and had spread further down her body. Their initial reaction was to break down and cry, lock the world out and drink and scream their troubles away, letting the anger and sadness they'd felt for such a long time out in to the open. That wasn't what they did, they sat and cried for the whole night, the small sign of hope they had was beginning to fade in to the distance, beginning to flicker away as their family crumbled.

Rose was the strongest person The Doctor knew; together they were always unbreakable, they had to stay that way for their children, their three perfect children. Every time The Doctor thought about what this might be doing to them he wanted to shout in anger, he never wanted his kids to be hurt, not whilst they're children. All he wanted to do as a parent was protect them from anything that could hurt them. Of course they knew their Mummy was sick, there was no denying it anymore, Rose had been in and out of hospital a few times over the past months.

The Doctor looked down at his wife as she began to wake, slowly adjusting her surroundings, looking up at her Husband as he held her in his arms. Rose knew they had a strong relationship; it had been proven to be unbreakable throughout the years of being together and married. Even now, they were still as strong as ever, after everything they'd been through, they'd supported one another, especially through the past months. Rose had needed the support, and he was there for her as always, being a doting father and Husband. Rose sighed contently as she looked up at The Doctor, a tiny smile growing across her face.

"Hey you," She smiled as The Doctor placed a gentle and tender kiss against her cheek. "M'not used to this peace in quiet in the morning..."

"Me neither, it feels weird to be awake once the sun's up...we're usually up at the crack of dawn." He smiled, Jenny was away on her first Brownie pack holiday, and the twins were staying with Jackie for the evening whilst Tony was away, she insisted she didn't like having the mansion all to herself, claiming it felt too empty.

"Well, you are..." Rose smiled gently, since her surgery and treatment, and being ill, she hadn't been able to everything she could before, normal, everyday things like getting the kids up for school, she just felt weak a lot of the time. Since the two of them received the further devastating news, Rose hadn't bounced back to her usual happy self, she was sad, The Doctor could see there wasn't that spark in her eyes anymore. It had disappeared; it seemed all her hope that was once there had vanished along with it.

"You'll be back to normal soon," He whispered, cradling his wife in his arms, holding her.

"You know that's not true, we can't keep living on false hope all the time Doctor, we need to just face what could happen a-" Rose was forced to a halt as The Doctor sensed she was going to go on a rant and ramble...something she had picked up whilst being with him.

"Rose, please stop. We need hope; hope is all we've got! We're not having this argument. You are going to be fine, we are all going to be fine, and as a family we will be fine!" The Doctor muttered.

"And that's it, then? Discussion closed?" Rose asked as she watched The Doctor climb out of the bed, scurrying around the room for clothes. They'd been through the same argument time and time again, resulting in the same outcome each time. "We need to face the facts!"

"I am, Rose! One of us needs to stay positive though! For the kids at least, if not for us!" The Doctor threw his clothes on before storming to the kitchen. He didn't want this argument; they had a few days of peace and quiet, tranquillity. The last thing he wanted was for another fight. Maybe he was wrong, maybe they were falling apart, slowly and surely, day by day. He took a long, deep breath, sighing gently as he searched through the cupboards; he wasn't going to press the subject anymore. "You want pancakes?" He asked as Rose joined him, dressed in the only thing she could find, one of his t-shirts.

"Don't avoid the questions, Doctor! You can stay positive all you want, but if something happens it's just going to be harder to deal with!" Rose yelled.

"Rose, I'm going to say this one more time, nothing is going to happen to you, okay? The doctors told us what the plan is, so far we are following that plan, whatever it takes to make you better. Surgery, more surgery, therapy, whatever the plan is so we can beat this!" He yelled, the two of them simply stood there in silence, looking down at the floor, up at the ceiling, anywhere to avoid eye contact or looking at one another. The Doctor moved a step closer to Rose, taking her hand in his, looking down at her. "Listen to me. You want to know why Im staying positive?"

"I know why..."

"Then let me tell you anyway, I need to stay positive. It keeps me sane, it keeps me going. If I ever have to face the fact that I might have to live the rest of my life without you, I'd go insane. If I have to face the fact that I might have to tell our children their mother is never coming back, it kills me Rose. It breaks my heart! I can't do that! Call me a coward! Or call me selfish! We told each other we would fight this together, and we will! Okay?" He whispered, stroking Rose's cheek as he watched a few tears fall, all she could do was nod slightly.

"Okay..." Rose whispered her voice hoarse and dry as she tried to fight the tears as The Doctor wiped them away. "I understand, m'sorry..."

"It's okay, now! We are going to enjoy our couple of days without children, aren't we? So...what would you say to banana pancakes? With syrup? Then we go anywhere you want, within driving distance of course. Or we could go to Paris for the weekend?" He suggested, but Rose simply smiled, reaching up on to her toes to kiss him gently.

"I don't mind as long as I'm with you...banana pancakes do sound good though."

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