A/N- Thank you guys, you are the best people a writer could ask for! I'm not going to go through that list of who did what again, I'm pretty sure that was a one time thing. Yay for the quick update though, right? Again, I need a beta reader, anyone interested? I'm reading through my stories, and I'm reading a lot of mistakes, and it would just be really nice if I could have someone read through my stories before I publish them and look like a fool. Once more, I'd be very rich if I owned DW, but I don't have any money, at all. Oh and I know I said that I wouldn't do this, but a very special thanks to McKenzieAnne for her input on this chapter. You really helped a lot, so thanks. Twice.

"I'm really him, Jenny." 'The Doctor' insisted again.

"No, you know what? You really aren't. Because my father didn't-" I started warming up to rant.

"Then how do I know this? How do I know that your very first words were 'Hello Dad', or that the reason you were killed was because of General Cobb tried to shoot me, but ended up shooting you because you stepped out in front of me? How, if I'm not the very last time lord born on Gallifrey, then explain to me how I can do this." he put his hands on either side of my face, and then I saw me. Me, and Donna Noble, and Martha Jones. All from his point of view. I saw everything, very clearly, very fast.

"Dad." I whispered softly, the tears somehow escaping.

He smiled, pulling me into a hug. "Hello."

"It's you. It's really you. I've been looking for you." I said, breaking away.

He grinned at me, then frowned. "Oi! How come you're a ginger?"

I shrugged, "I really don't know. Dad?" I asked. "This might seem a little rude, but I think I need some time to get over the fact that you are here. Alone, I mean." I bit my lip, worried about his reaction.

He nodded. "That is perfectly fine, Jenny. I actually have some catching up to do with some old frie- oi!" he snapped. "Don't wink at me like that, Jack! I'm off limits, I'm sure of that! I'm a married man, Jack!" he scowled, walking over to him. "Just you wait until you might meet her- she'll be very cross with you! My sweetie will..." his voice faded slowly away the farther away he walked.

I sighed, my head hurting for some odd reason.

Martha looked up, concerned. "Are you sure you don't want aspirin, Jenny?"

"Actually, I think I might take you up on that offer." I replied with a gracious, apologetic smile.

"Okay. Here you go." she handed me two pills called Tylenol, which I quickly downed with water.

A/N- McKenzieAnne told me about this, and I really don't have any idea what it does, or how this works, but please just go with it, okay?

I wobbled, the room spinning around me.

"Jenny? Jenny are you okay?" I heard Martha scream at me. "Doctor!"

My father quickly appeared next to her. "What happened? Martha, did you give her anything odd or strange at all?"

"Just aspirin, that's all!"

The Doctor looked at her. "No, no! You aren't supposed to do that! It kills time lords! Do you have any chocolate, anybody?" he frantically called out to the Torchwood team.