Rose made it outside before collapsing on the nearest bench. Her body wracked with sobs. She was completely overwhelmed. In one morning she had found out that she was going to be a mum, realized she'd have to do this on her own because she could never see her baby's father again, discovered that the man she'd come to care about would rather destroy the life inside of her, and found out that she would likely die bringing her child into the world. It was more than she could handle and there wasn't anywhere for her to turn.

If she told her mum anything Jackie would want to talk to James, if he didn't go to her first and she knew her mum would want to protect her and she wouldn't be in favor of her daughter dying. Her dad would probably feel the same.

Doctor where are you? She knew hoping he would somehow show up and help her was futile. The walls between their universes were closed. She was so wrapped up in her tormented thoughts that she didn't hear James approach until he spoke.

"Rose," he said.

She glowered at him through her tears.

"Sod off!"

"I'm sorry, Rose. I...I know you probably won't forgive me and honestly I don't even think I deserve it. I was a right tosser and I-"

"More like an arse," Rose shot.

"Yes, that too. I…I wasn't thinking straight. I was hurt and…um…jealous and that's no excuse for the way I treated you, but I want to help. I do. I want to be there for you if you'll let me."

She met his gaze. He seemed genuinely sorry, but his words still hurt.

"I…I don't know."

"I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want, but after I thought about it I…well, there's another option."

"What is it?" she asked, giving him her full attention.

If there was a way they could both be safe then she was willing to try it, but she was still skeptical about his intentions. He sat down on the bench, next to her.

"I would have to run scans every couple days to make sure there aren't any problems, but if your baby continues to grow at a normal rate you could have a cesarean at thirty-nine weeks. I would have to build a sort of incubator that can contain the energy your child will build up in the final week."

"What energy?"

"Time Lords are born with the ability to regenerate. Their bodies build up energy in the final week before their birth. That energy is released at the time of birth, it's not enough to harm a Time Lady, but it would kill a human."

"And this will be safe for my baby?" she asked, still not sure if she fully trusted him. Not after what he said in the infirmary.

"I promise your baby will be safe," he said, taking her hand.

She looked into his eyes, searching for any hint that he was hiding something, but he seemed to be telling the truth. She let out a shaky breath. If everything worked out in a few months she'd be holding her daughter or son in her arms.

"Don't tell my parents yet, yeah?"

"Why not?"

"I…um…I just want to make sure everything's okay before I say anything. I should probably see a doctor first."

"You have seen a doctor."

"You know what I mean."

"I think Dr. Anderson would be best."

"He works here."

"Rose, you can't go to a clinic. You're carrying a baby with two hearts."

"Yeah, you're right. I guess I forgot about that."

"Don't worry. I trust Dr. Anderson and I'll oversee everything."

"Why would you need to oversee everything?"

"You're carrying a Time Lord baby. There are a lot of medications and anesthetics that you can't have because they'll harm the baby."

"I hadn't thought of that."

"Good thing you have an expert on Time Lords then."

James led Rose into Dr. Andrews' office. He called ahead to make sure the doctor wasn't tied up with something else. He wanted to prove to Rose that he was intent on helping her so after she agreed to see Dr. Andrews he didn't wasted any time.

The man James considered a friend stood from behind his desk to greet the half-Time Lord warmly as he entered. The doctor was in his mid-forties with graying ginger hair and a warm smile. He was ginger, what's not to like?

"James, good to see you," Dr. Andrews said, offering his hand.

The half-Time Lord shook the man's hand with his own grin plastered on his face.

"Bruce, it's good to see you too. I haven't seen you around the lab lately."

"Been a little tied up on a side project for Director Tyler, but I should have everything wrapped up in the next couple days."

"What sort of side project?" James asked with interest.

"It's very hush hush, which means I'll fill you in later," he said with a wink. "I'm sure she would rather take care of what you came here for anyway." Dr. Andrews said, indicating Rose.

"Ah, yes. Sorry about that," James apologized, looking at her.

"It's fine, but he's right. I would like to get back to the flat soon," she said.

"This is Dr. Andrews. Bruce this is Rose Tyler."

"Tyler? You're the Director's daughter, aren't you?" Dr. Andrews asked.

"He's my dad, yeah," Rose agreed.

"James wasn't entirely forthcoming on the phone, but I assumed there was something wrong with you. Although you seem to be okay." Rose exchanged a glance with James. "Is there something I'm missing?"

"I'm…um…I'm pregnant," Rose admitted.

"Well, then, congratulations are in order. Are you the-" Dr. Andrews began to ask, but stopped when he caught the look on Jame's face, which was something akin to pain.

"No…it's…um." James ran a hand through his hair.

"It's complicated," Rose said.

"Complicated," Dr. Andrews repeated. After a moment of silence he continued, "To be honest I still don't understand what I can do for you."

"I'm going to need a doctor for the baby and all."

"Oh, and you've come to me to help you find one. Well, as I told James I haven't been in town for long so I don't really know anyone in the medical field here."

"I…" Rose hesitated, looking at James again before continuing. "James suggested that I see you."

"Me? I did tell James that I had a family practice when I first started out, but now that I work for Torchwood I…well, I don't really take patients in that sense anymore."

"We came to you because…well, she can't go to a clinic." Dr. Andrews raised his eyebrows questioningly. "It's…it's complicated."

"Why don't you have a seat?" Bruce asked, indicating the leather couch against the wall. "I have a feeling this is going to take a while."

He pulled a chair over to join them after they sat down. James looked at Rose, but when she made no move to go first he sighed.

"We've known each other for a few months. I know that's not very long, but I've seen the way you treat people. Not just humans. I've seen you treat some of the visitors."

Relations with other species had increased since James began working as a translator, which caused an increase in visits from aliens. Their stays were usually brief. Some wanted to trade, some needed help, which was usually a mechanical problem with one of their ships, something James was able to help with, and a few wanted asylum. Sometimes Pete granted them asylum, but not very often because he had to run all that through government channels. If the public ever found out they would most likely panic.

"It's thanks to you that I was able to help them as much as I have. If it wasn't for your ability to translate for them I wouldn't have had any idea how to help them."

"You've asked me on more than one occasion how I am able to translate for all the different species you've seen and I skirted around the question." Dr. Andrews didn't respond, but he'd become very quiet, as if he was waiting for the answer. "It's…um…I'm, well, I'm not entirely human myself."

"I thought so."

"You did?"

Dr. Andrews smiled. "Your ability to translate so many languages made me suspicious, but when you burned your hand a few weeks ago and miraculously healed from a third degree burn in a week. Well, no one can heal that fast, at least no one human."

James wasn't immortal. The Doctor was right when he said that the half-Time Lord would live a human life, but he did heal a lot faster than other humans.

"You haven't told anyone have you?"

"James, I thought you knew me better than that."

"Ah, yes, sorry. I just wasn't expecting you to have figured it out on your own." Rose fidgeted uncomfortably, bringing him back to the reason he was revealing all this in the first place. "The thing is Bruce, the baby that Rose is carrying is like me."

"Like you?" Bruce asked, then his eyes widened as he began to understand what James was saying. "You mean her baby isn't human."

He glanced at Rose's stomach as if he could somehow see the child inside of her. Rose fidgeted again and James could see Bruce's attention was making her even more uncomfortable.

"No…I mean yes, her baby isn't human, but I also mean her baby is like me. I'm a Time Lord, well, half-Time Lord, actually."

"Half-Time Lord?" Bruce asked, looking at James as if seeing him for the first time. "But you look human."

"Actually you look Time Lord. We were here first."

"So, Time Lord's and humans look alike?"

"Yes."

"But there are obviously differences, like the way your hand healed."

"Internally, Time Lords are different."

"I did your exams when you started working here. I didn't see any differences."

"That's because I'm half human." Bruce gave him an unconvinced look. "Physically I'm human, but I have a Time Lord brain, which is why I can speak over five billion languages."

"Five billion?" Bruce asked with wide eyes. "But…but that's impossible."

"It's true," Rose insisted.

"For a human, yes, but not for a Time Lord." He could tell that Bruce didn't really believe him. "Why don't you take Rose into one of your exam room while I bring up the ultrasound machine from the medical bay. Is that alright with you Rose?" James asked.

"Yeah, it's fine," she replied, standing up.

James could tell that she was tired and probably would rather go back to their flat and take a nap than have to go through with another ultrasound, but she also understood that they needed Dr. Andrews to help them. Well, to help her and the baby.

"I have an ultrasound machine in my exam room," Bruce said.

"Not like this one," James replied as he stood up and headed to the door.

Twenty minutes later Rose was lying on another exam table while James ran the scanner over her stomach. This time she was able to see the image of her baby on the screen.

"Her baby has two hearts," Dr. Andrews said in concern.

"That's what made me first suspect that her child is more Time Lord than I am," James explained.

"What do you mean?"

"Time Lords have two hearts. One of the many physiological differences. And this," James said, flipping a switch on the altered ultrasound machine, "is why I wanted to bring this machine up here."

As Rose watched a second screen came to life below the first one. Something that looked very much like a picture of DNA she remembered from one of her classes appeared. Only there was something different about it. She wasn't immediately sure what the difference was.

"But that looks like DNA," Dr. Andrews said, glancing at the scanner and then James. "How did you-"

"Doesn't matter. Take a closer look at the readings," James said nodding at the screen.

Dr. Andrews took a step closer. "Wait, but it's…"

"Not human."

"How?"

"I haven't worked that out yet, but as you can see her child is a full Time Lord."

"You are going to help me, aren't you?" Rose asked.

She'd been trying to wait patiently, but she was hungry and tired. All she really wanted to do was get this over with, grab some lunch and then head back to the flat, but she couldn't leave until she knew where they stood with Dr. Andrews.

"Of course I will," Bruce said, tearing his gaze from the screen and giving her a smile. "I'm going to need to know as much as I can about Time…"

"Time Lords," James supplied.

"Yes, anything you know would be helpful, especially since there are so many internal differences. The more I know the safer I'll feel about treating Rose for anything that may come up."

"I will need to be involved every step of the way. Any procedures, medication, vitamins, tests all need to go through me first," James insisted, protectively.

"Of course."

"I've never seen DNA like that," Dr. Andrews said, looking back at the monitor with interest.

"And you probably never will again. Mine's not entirely human, but not entirely Time Lord either. Two strands, one of each."

"If this one is the baby's then who does the other one belong to?"

"That would be Rose's DNA," James said, offhandedly.

He wasn't worried about her DNA. She was human. He already knew that. It was the baby's DNA he'd been worried about.

"Then she's not human either, but her DNA doesn't look like the baby's…"

"Sorry…What?" James asked, his eyes snapping to the monitor.

"See here, these two strands appear to be human, but there's a third that wraps around them."

James pulled out his glasses, which were real glasses because his human eyesight wasn't as good as his Time Lord eyesight had been. He bent down and examined Rose's DNA, pushing a few buttons to bring it to the front, while pushing the baby's DNA to the back. But that's…No! That just wasn't… He looked at Rose as his mind tried to work out how that could possibly happen. He turned back to the monitor.

"But that's…that's just not possible."

"What is it?" Dr. Andrews asked.

"Time energy."

"What? What's wrong with me?" Rose asked, fearfully.

"But that just can't happen," James said, still staring at her DNA.

"Doctor," Rose exclaimed.

Her fear cut through his mind. He stood up and turned around.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked.

"It's…your-your DNA has time energy wrapped around it."

"How could that happen?"

Yes, very good question. How could that happen? She traveled in the Time Vortex with him. The Time Vortex! He slapped his forehead. Why didn't he see it before? That must be how she was able to carry the baby. Maybe even why the baby was a full Time Lord, but he couldn't be sure about that, but then that's the only thing that made sense, but what did that mean about her? Was she-

"Doctor," Rose insisted.

Right. He'd been rambling. In his head this time, but she was worried and she needed to know what was going on.

"The Time Vortex, Rose."

"What?"

"Remember when you took the Time Vortex in to save me?"

"And then you took it out of me, yeah?"

"Yes…and no."

"What does that mean?"

"I took it out of you, but…I really should have seen it. I mean, there's no way a human could live with that kind of energy inside of them."

"That's why you took it out. Because it was killing me. It killed you remember?"

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I don't understand what you two are talking about. Killed him?"

"Right. Sorry about that. It's complicated, but to sum it up I was trapped on a satellite that was being used as a game station and there were Daleks…these alien creatures encased in metal…anyway there were millions of them and they were going to destroy the Earth after they killed me. I sent Rose away to save her, but, well, Rose never stays where I send her. Too jeopardy friendly." Rose slapped his arm. "Anyway, she came back to save me, but before she did she looked into the heart of my TARDIS, which was…well I guess you could say my ship, only she's a living ship and when Rose looked into my TARDIS she took in the Time Vortex, which was probably the only way to save me. Only that's more energy than anyone could hold, but she did hold it, not only held it she used it to destroy all the Daleks, bring Jack back to life and scatter words throughout time and space to lead herself there. I took the Time Vortex out of her, but it killed me."

"But you're alive."

"When Time Lords are close to death they regenerate. They change every cell in their bodies to repair themselves, which means I turned into another man, this one standing in front of you."

"I thought you were half Time Lord."

"I am now, but I wasn't then. Like I said, complicated." He glanced at Rose who was still waiting for an explanation. "Right. Anyway, that's not the point. My point is that even through Time Lords are more resilient than humans it killed me, pretty quickly too, which means you shouldn't have survived as long as you did, but the TARDIS probably knew that. I'm sure she knew that. You wanted to save me, she probably wanted to save me and the only way to accomplish that was for you to do what you did, but the only way for you to do that was for her to make you more resistant to the energy of the Time Vortex by making the time energy part of you. I can't believe I didn't see it before, well, I was kind of busy regenerating and then all those memories got shoved to the back, which is what happens, but still I can't believe-"

"Doctor, what does that mean? Are you saying I'm part time energy?"

"No…no…well, yes, technically. I suppose, but a much better translation would be that you're part TARDIS."

"What?"

He realized, too late, that telling her that in her condition was probably the worst thing he could've done because a moment later her eyes rolled into the back of her head. He caught her before she toppled off the table.

An hour later Dr. Andrews made his way back to his office, closing the door behind him. After Rose recovered from her fainting spell James drover her home. He checked her over to make sure she was alright because he wanted to make sure the baby was okay. He asked James to explain what he met about the time energy and Time Vortex, but he was put off until tomorrow. Even though he wanted to know he knew better than to push for answers. At least, not yet. He would have to relay what information he had. He walked to his desk and unlocked the bottom drawer then pulled out the cell phone he kept in there and dialed the number.

"Hello?" asked the familiar female voice.

"Madam Vice Pres-" he began.

"I've told you not to address me officially over the phone," she interrupted.

"Yes. I'm sorry." He cleared his throat nervously.

"I assume you're calling for a reason."

"Yes. Your suspicions about James Smith are correct."

"He's an undocumented visitor then?"

"Yes and he was very adamant that no one else find out."

"What do mean? Did he find out you were checking on him?"

"No, he came to me today and told me himself."

"Why would he do that?"

"The girl. The other one you were suspicious of. She's carrying an alien child."

"Is she one of them too?"

"Yes, though I'm not sure what species she is. James is coming in to talk to me tomorrow so hopefully I can find out then."

"Do you know what species he is?"

"Time Lord."

"Time Lord?"

"He said he's half Time Lord, but the child pure."

"Keep an eye on them and report your findings to me tomorrow," she said before disconnecting.

Dr. Andrews put the phone back in the bottom drawer and relocked it. He'd been working for Vice President Alexis Drexler for the last three months, keeping track of the visitors and relaying any useful information he came across. He wasn't sure what she did with the information once he handed it over, but he learned that most of the time not knowing was safer.

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