Rose and the Doctor walked up to Jackie's door. Well, Rose waddled more than walked. It was week twenty and things were going well. Today, they were going to surprise Jackie by including her in the ultrasound. It was time to determine the gender of their twins. The Doctor knocked and Jackie threw open the door, hugging them both in surprise.
"So glad to see you! Just in time for lunch. Doctor, why don't you cook with me?" Jackie suggested.
He attempted to say no, but Jackie had already dragged him to the kitchen and dropped an apron around his neck. He sent Rose a look that was a cry for help, but she didn't do anything to spare him from domestics with her mum. It actually wasn't too bad until they got into an argument over the proper way to cut a carrot. Once they were done with lunch, they sat around and caught up on the last few weeks.
"I have a grand idea," Jackie began with excitement. "Let's pull out the old photo books!"
Rose groaned and hid her face in her hands. "No. No way. The Doctor doesn't want to see pictures of me when I was little."
"Sure I do! They'll be a good comparison for our children. Bring them out, Jackie!"
While she went to get the books, Rose glared. "Really, Doctor?"
"I do want to see them. And it's only fair. You didn't save me from cooking with your mother, so I won't save you from the old pictures."
"Great. This'll be well bad," she grumbled unhappily, remembering the first time Mickey saw the photos. He never let her live it down.
They went to the couch where Jackie squeezed between them. She flipped it open and began to point. "Here's Rose after she was born. That's her in the little pink bundle. Isn't she adorable? And here's Pete with Rose. Such a good photo. This is her when we got back to the flat, sleeping in her crib. And…huh. There are ten different pictures of that. Oh well. That's what mums do. Let's just skip ahead. Ah! Her first steps. She fell and hit her head on the table leg. Hasn't been the same since."
"Mum!" Rose protested. "That is not true."
"Okay, it isn't. It's a fun thing to tell people, though."
The Doctor motioned to a different picture. "What's going on there?"
"Rose decided to shampoo her hair with pasta sauce. She looked ginger for near a month after that. Wouldn't wash out properly. Now, enough with the boring ones. Let's got to the embarrassing ones. I hope your children are just as awkward so that you can do this with them someday!"
Rose glared at her mother and the Doctor. They couldn't stop laughing at the horrid photography, particularly one dreadful school portrait in the mid-nineties. Silently, Rose swore to never do this to her children. When it was finally over, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"That wasn't too bad, was it?" Jackie asked with a smile.
"No. Not at all. It's always fun to remember how horrible you looked as a child. Really, it's just a wonderful feeling."
"You didn't look horrible," the Doctor assured her. "Couldn't if you tried. You just looked silly or ridiculous or incredibly awkward."
"Did you just call me silly, ridiculous, and incredibly awkward?"
"Well, yes, but I did it as a compliment. Honestly, I meant it as…" he paused, looking to Jackie. "You know what I meant. Tell her."
She held up her hands. "Dig your way out of that one on your own, mate. I'll be right back. I have something for you."
Jackie quickly got up and vanished down the hall. The Doctor moved next to Rose and put an arm across her shoulders. She gave him an angry look, so he withdrew his arm with a worried expression. "I'm in the dog house with Powell and K-9, aren't I?"
"Yes."
Jackie reappeared with a small box and held it out to them. "Go on. Open it."
Rose removed the wrapping and the Doctor opened it. Inside, there was a very nice camera. The Doctor held it up with a grin. "Jackie, this camera is brilliant! Best digital photographs in the world. And best film. Shoots video. This must have cost you a fortune."
"Well, not much at all. I've been saving since you told me the news. Do you know how hard it is to buy for an alien in a box? You have one of everything. Well, two of everything with the twins on the way. I figured this way you can take loads of pictures and films. To send to me, of course. I want them on my fridge and all over my house. Might even make another few photo books to show them when they're older."
Rose motioned to her mum. "She's going to be the grandmother that tells random people on the street about her grandchildren."
"You're damn right I am! This is my family. My sweet daughter and her children. And I suppose that you're family too, Doctor. Even if you don't know how to slice carrots."
He was very offended by that. "I know how to cut a carrot, Jackie. And I don't nearly catch pans on fire."
"I didn't catch anything on fire!" she argued.
"Nearly. I said nearly."
Rose stopped the shouting. "We didn't stop by for a cooking competition. We have a surprise for you, Mum."
"You do? What is it?"
"We're going to the TARDIS for something," Rose explained. "Get your things together."
Jackie eagerly went to fetch a jacket while the Doctor easily hopped off the couch. Rose attempted to get up, but she was much too large and had sunk into the cushions. The Doctor was on his way to the door when she cleared her throat. The Doctor looked over shamefacedly as she scowled.
"Right. Sorry. Forgot to help you up. Not doing well today, am I?"
She held out her hands for him to take. "Nope."
They wandered to the TARDIS and led Jackie to the medical bay. He helped Rose onto the table and turned the screen towards them.
"You're here for an ultrasound, Jackie Tyler. Not just any ultrasound. You tell her, Rose."
"We're going to learn the gender today."
Jackie squealed enthusiastically. "Two girls on the way!"
"Two boys," the Doctor argued.
"Oh really? Do you want to make this interesting?"
Rose put a hand to her forehead. "Don't bet on my children."
"Five quid, Doctor."
He studied her closely. "I'll take your bet, Jackie Tyler…and I raise you five quid."
"Okay, a tenner it is."
The Doctor carefully applied the goop and set the device on Rose's tummy. A grainy image of the two babies appeared. Jackie gripped Rose's hand with joyful tears in her eyes. "Those are my grandchildren. Look at them. Already perfect."
"It is something," Rose agreed. "What are we having, Doctor? Boys or girls?"
He put his glasses on and examined the picture. "Huh."
"What do you mean? Something wrong?" Rose began to panic.
"No. Nothing's wrong. Well, actually one thing is wrong. Me. I owe you ten, Jackie. We're having two girls."
"I knew it!" Jackie shrieked happily.
The Doctor shook his head. "I cannot believe this. I'm over nine hundred years old, incredibly clever, and I was wrong. Not only that, I was proved wrong by a middle-aged human woman. The universe has to be ending."
Jackie folded her arms. "Watch who you're calling middle-aged, Doctor."
"How'd you know they'd be girls?" Rose asked through a wide smile. She couldn't help thinking about two little girls and how fantastic that was.
"I'm a mother. We know these things."
Rose gripped the Doctor by the elbow. "Are you sure? How can you tell?"
He smiled brightly and pointed to the screen. "That there is their head. Over here are the feet. So, if you follow the line of the baby, you'll see that there's no….well…"
"Penis," Jackie supplied at the shock and horror of her daughter. "What's that look for, Rose?"
"I just never want to hear you say that ever again…"
Jackie scoffed. "That's a technical term. It's not like I said cock or wang or knob or—"
"Don't. Just don't," she muttered, directing her attention to the Doctor. "We're having girls. I can't believe it. Us. Two little girls."
"I know. I'm going to be outnumbered by Tyler women. Blimey, that'll be something."
"Are you implying something about Tyler women?" Jackie asked in offense.
Rose raised an eyebrow. "Are you?"
After stuttered for a few minutes, he luckily managed to save himself. "I am. That it's absolutely fantastic. I couldn't be happier."
He smiled earnestly and Rose grinned back. They moved in for a passionate snog. Jackie made an aw sound, causing them to stop and look at her. "Don't quit on my account, kids."
"Get in here," the Doctor grinned, initiating a group hug. As they embraced, he called in the rest of the family. "K-9, Powell, here boys!"
The robot dogs made their entrance, both wagging their tails. Rose smiled at them. "We're having girls!"
"Congratulations, Mistress and Master!" they spoke in unison, ending with barks and ear wiggling.
Jackie smirked at the curious pets. "Only on the TARDIS."
"Only on the TARDIS," Rose agreed. "Just wait until there are little ones running about. And they will be running. Already practicing. Feel that, Mum."
Rose put her mother's hand on her tummy, and Jackie leapt at the kicks. "They've got the strongest legs! And they won't quit. It's like they're dancing a samba in there. You poor thing."
She nodded to her energetic Time Lord. "It's his fault."
"Is everything my fault?" he pouted.
"Yes," the women agreed.
"Fair enough."