Unexpected Girl by Lumendea Chapter Eight: Papa Don't Preach

Disclaimer: I still don't own Doctor Who, Sarah Jane Adventures or Torchwood.

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Rolling her eyes, Hope turned to the Doctor and calmly said, "Relax. I'm just saying hello." She watched her father glance at Jack with anger that caused Jack to take a step back. Hope sighed and pushed some hair from her face, "Really Daddy, you need to start getting used to the idea," she paused and shrugged, "I mean after all, I'm a Time Lady and he's immortal."

Jack blinked in confusion, but managed to catch one very important part of the conversation. However, Martha beat him to it as she stepped forward and looked between Hope and the Doctor. "Did you say Dad?" she asked looking at Hope with her jaw a bit slack. Jack and Martha gaped as Hope calmly nodded,
"I'm his future daughter. Just traveled back to make sure things turn out alright." Shaking his head, Jack sighed and said,
"I thought you seemed familiar," he smiled and glanced at the Doctor, "You've got his eyes"
"Don't even try it Jack," the Doctor said firmly, giving his friend a very long look. Stepping back, Jack shrugged and glanced at Hope,
"Who am I to argue with history?" He caught a grin from Hope, but the Doctor's eyes hardened further.
"You will not become involved with my daughter."

Hope stepped in front of the Doctor quickly and softly said, "One I can take of myself. Two you have twenty-five linear years to get used to the idea and three we need to get what we came here for or I won't even exist." Looking down at his daughter, the Doctor sighed as she gave him a soft little smile. Glancing back at Jack, the Doctor didn't bother to wipe the put out look off his face, but did say,
"I need your help. You have an Emeralira Time Sensor and I need it," he paused and glanced over at Martha. He really really wished she wasn't here right now, but there was no helping it. Looking back at Jack, he smiled at Hope, "Hope came back in time to help me open a stable door to the universe Rose is trapped in."

He could see the realization come to Jack as the former time agent's eyes flew to Hope's face. Grinning, Jack brushed a finger down the girl's cheek, "You're Rose's little girl." His grin widened as Hope nodded. Then without thinking about it and to the Doctor anger, he snogged Hope Tyler.

Donna jumped forward along with Martha to grab the Doctor's arms tightly to keep him from pulling Jack off of Hope. "Calm down," Donna snapped, "She's a grown woman! She doesn't need her Dad to protect her," Donna paused and glanced over, "Although it is Jack we're talking about." Martha rolled her eyes and snapped,
"Focus Donna," Martha looked up at the Doctor's face and asked, "How old was Rose when the two of you met?" He stopped pulling against them and blinked. Then he grimaced and sighed,
"She was nineteen"
"Hope is twenty," Donna said with a smirk and a glance at Martha, "And a Time Lord"
"Time Lady," the Doctor corrected her automatically before sighing. Donna let go of his arm and patted it fondly,
"Don't worry you'll have plenty of time for tucking her in and teaching her the ins and outs of time travel before she's all grown and starts even looking at boys."

Martha was surprised by the soft look of gratitude the Doctor gave Donna before he relaxed a bit. Rubbing the back of his neck, he watched Jack show Hope the lift and look over at him. He gave Jack a quick nod and was rewarded by a smile from Hope before Jack lowered the rift. Sighing the Doctor said, "This is why you're not supposed to cross your time line. It confuses everything emotionally," shaking his head, the Doctor walked over to the lift as it came up again for them, "And I know Jack," his eyes hardened for a second, "And if he hurts her-" Donna laughed suddenly and cut him off,
"If he hurts her, something tells me Hope will deal with him long before you get a hold of him."

Martha Jones was about to leave the room she had just walked into when she saw Hope sitting at the table. "Don't go," Martha stopped at the girl's voice and turned to look at her. Hope stood up and gave Martha a small smile, "I'm sorry about all this. I know it hasn't been very long for you since you left the TARDIS," Hope paused and glanced nervously at the floor, chewing on her lip, "This isn't fair to you and it's not meant to hurt you." Nodding, Martha softly said,
"I know that, Hope wasn't it?" At Hope's nod, Martha sighed, "The Doctor's not like that." She sat down at the table as Hope sat down across from her.

Giving her a smile, Hope shrugged, "It's weird to think of you as ever having a thing for my Dad, Martha. Kinda gross to be honest." Raising an eyebrow, Martha asked,
"Then you've met me before." "I've stopped into Torchwood a few times," Hope leaned back in the chair, "I don't know you well to be honest. Donna's a good friend of my Mum, but she talks to you sometimes too." Chuckling, Hope glanced around and then her eyes went back to Martha, "Things work out good for you if you're curious." Hope grinned at Martha's sudden curious look, "I can't tell you specifics since that would endanger the flow of events in the time line. Can't know your own future, then you become obsessed with making it happen if it is good or stopping if it is bad and with humans it seems you always cause the opposite to occur. I remember this one time on-"

Martha's laughter stopped Hope mid sentence as she looked at Martha in confusion. Wiping her eyes, Martha shook her head as she brought herself under control. "Sorry," Martha said quickly, "It's just," she laughed again, "You really are his daughter," pausing Martha glanced through the glass wall toward Jack's office where he and the Doctor were digging out the Emeralira Time Sensor, "I hope your mum, Rose can handle it"
"Mum can hold her own," Hope said with a shrug, "She has to in the TARDIS"
"So do you travel with your parents?" Martha asked leaning forward on her hand, now interested in the odd girl. "Nope," Hope answered with a shake of her head, "Jack has a growing TARDIS. It is just a tiny spark of one, but I get it in the distant future"
"And you become involved with Jack," Martha clarified. Grinning, Hope shrugged and laughed,
"You think traveling with the Doctor is weird, try being related to him."

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