The Doctor looked at me, as if he was confused by my request. "What did you say?"
I sat up. "I said 'show me Gallifrey.'"
He started to talk against it, but in the end, just put his hands carefully on either side of my head, his memories flowing freely and quickly for me to see.
I sat very still, enjoying this moment of peace. "Oh, it's beautiful!" I murmured, entranced. Then I caught a glimpse of something he ever wanted anyone to know. I saw him fighting against the daleks in, truly, the biggest war I've ever seen.
I gasped, and he jerked his hands away from me. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. No one's meant to ever see that,." He stood up, and got ready to leave. "Before I go, Jenny,"
"Don't say that!" I cried.
"Jenny," he whispered softly. "I'm not going to leave Torchwood. I'm too scared I'll lose you forever, again. But before I go... I want to ask you something."
I nodded, "Go on."
"How old are you?"
That question took me by surprise. "I... I think I'm about to turn five..." I looked at him.
"Yeah."he smiled. "I know."
"Then why did you ask?"
"Does there have to be a reason? And by the way, you turn five next week."
I looked at him. "I'm not going to go back to sleep father."
He walked out of the room without another word, closing the door behind him, only for it to get caught by Martha.
"So, how long have you slept total?" she asked, laughing.
"It's not funny, and I'm not tired, so don't try to make me go to sleep." I threatened. "I'm not in the mood for it." I finished quietly.
A/N- Yeah, this one is short too, but I'm trying to get passed all of the boring parts, so you guys can get to the fun part soon, okay?