Sorry this chapter took so long. Ran into a bit of a snag. I hope you guys enjoy it! :)

River always knew this day would come and now it was here. The Doctor was saying goodbye. Not see you later. Not until next time. Goodbye. He wouldn't say the actual words, partly because she couldn't know, but mostly because the Doctor didn't like endings and that's what goodbye was, an ending.

She knew it the moment she looked away from the Singing Towers and noticed he was crying. That was another thing the Doctor didn't do. She tried to pretend there was another reason, but she couldn't deny it any longer. So, She put on the mask that she'd forged over her years with Madam Kovarian and then with the Doctor. She couldn't let him know she knew. This was hard enough on him.

"Don't think that lets you off the hook," she teased, giving him a smile as she released his jacket.

"What hook?"

"My shoes are completely ruined."

"Oh, yes, well, I'm sorry about that, but really I wasn't aiming for the fountain and if you hadn't been trying to fly her behind my back-"

"So, now it's my fault, is it?"

"No…I mean yes…I mean no…it was an accident."

"I know, sweetie. I'm only teasing."

"Oh, right, well…I'm glad you had a nice evening."

She knew she had to give it to him. She promised the TARDIS and she knew he couldn't be alone. It hurt her to think about him with someone else, but she couldn't say she loved him if she wasn't willing to do anything to make him happy. She only hoped he'd forgive her for keeping it from him.

"I have something for you," she said, opening her purse and digging out the envelope.

"For me? You really don't have to…"

"Yes, I do." She took out the envelope and handed it to him. "It's…" she put her hand on his chest, catching his eye, "I…I'm sorry. I really am, but I hope you'll understand."

"What is it?" he asked, suspiciously.

He took the envelope and looked as if it might explode.

"Wait until you're back in the TARDIS."

"River?"

"Just…" She felt the tears threatening to fall, but she pushed them back. Crying was something she didn't do. "They're coordinates and a date. Just promise me you'll go to that place at that exact time."

"Why?"

"It's important. Promise me."

He held her gaze for a moment, but she hid her emotions because she knew he was trying to read her.

"I…I will. I promise."

The Doctor walked back into the TARDIS wondering what had gotten into River. He knew she suspected something when she pulled away and looked into his eyes. She could see it. He knew she could. He'd expected her to say something, but he should've known better. River, of all people, knew how dangerous future knowledge was.

But the envelope. He hadn't expected that. And the way she'd apologized. It reminded him of what she said before she whispered his name into his ear all those years ago at the library. He looked at the envelope a moment, contemplating on whether or not he should open it.

He unlocked the door and stepped into the TARDIS. As he crossed the room to the console he looked at the envelope again. Coordinates. Coordinates for what? When? A final goodbye? Maybe. If that was true then as long as he had it, as long as the envelope remained sealed, he wouldn't have to say goodbye. He shoved the envelope into his pocket. Goodbyes could wait. They could always wait.

Rose sat in her room. It was eerily similar to the room she had on the Doctor's TARDIS, but with enough differences to remind her that she wasn't with the Doctor. As if I could ever forget that. She nearly laughed, but it died in her throat as a tear slid down her cheek.

A few hours ago she retreated down the corridor after telling the Master that she needed to rest, which she did, but, mostly, she wanted to get as far away from him as she could. Sister. The word flitted through the back of her mind. Faint. Nearly undetectable. It was the third time the TARDIS tried to communicate with her. Reaching out to that part of Rose that she recognized as family, but with the telepathic barrier they weren't able to fully connect.

She looked at the device on her wrist. The Master warned her that she'd be subjected to bolts of electric current running through her body if she tried to remove it. She wouldn't die though. She couldn't. Not until the Doctor's TARDIS died. Pain was a small price to pay for her freedom.

She turned her wrist over and, after steeling herself, tried to open the clasp. The white, hot pain of an electric shock raced up her arm, running through her body, making her muscles twitch. She pulled her hand away. The pain stopped.

She sat there for a moment, glaring at the device as she tried to catch her breath. The shock…she almost laughed, shock wasn't even close to what she felt…it was worse than anything she'd experienced.

Sister. She closed her eyes, pushing away the fear that was building inside of her. Fear that she'd be trapped with the Master forever…fear that he would make her kill the man she loved. No, she wouldn't let that happen.

If she could get the device off then she could communicate with the TARDIS and she knew her sister would help her. She could use her ability to subdue him and then they could leave him on some barren planet, although the heart of a volcano came to mind too. She smiled, gaining strength from the idea.

She looked at the device again. She'd have to do it. There wasn't another choice. She took a deep breath, tried to prepare herself for the pain, and then grabbed the clasp and pulled as hard as she could. As the white, hot pain shot through her body she couldn't help the scream that rose up from her throat.

Jack laid Violet down in the bassinette next to his desk, smiling at how peaceful she looked while she slept. Rosie's daughter. He still couldn't get over the idea. He wondered how the Doc was going to take it. Probably like he took everything, by pretending that it didn't bother him.

"Jack," Gwen said, interrupting his thoughts.

He turned around, but his smile wavered when he caught the look she was giving him from the doorway.

"What?" he asked.

"This is no place for a baby."

Was she talking about Torchwood or his messy office? Not that it mattered.

"I bought her a bassinet."

"What about that couple? You said you were going to take her over there today."

"I thought about that…"

"And?"

"And I decided to wait."

"For what?"

"I wanted to get in touch with the Doc first."

"You spent three months calling him to tell him your friend was in trouble and he didn't pick up once. What makes you think he's going to pick up now?"

Jack ran his hand through his hair. She was right. He knew she was, but he just couldn't let Rosie's daughter go. He knew the couple. Knew they would treat her good, but still, with her being what she was…it was complicated. What if something went wrong? What if they gave her something that she shouldn't have…being what she was? No, he couldn't risk that. He had to leave Rosie on that parallel world, hadn't been able to save her, he wasn't going to risk her daughter too.

"Intuition?" he tried with a smile.

"Jack," Gwen said, folding her arms.

Jack sighed. "I can't, Gwen, I just can't okay? She's Rosie's daughter. I can't just drop her off with someone and hope they take care of her."

"So, what are you going to do? Raise her yourself? And what happens if there's an emergency with Torchwood? What are you going to do then?"

"I…" he ran his hand through his hair again, glancing at Violet, "…I don't know. I just…"

"I know," Gwen said, crossing the room to stand next to Jack. "She's Rosie's daughter."

"Exactly," he said, looking into Gwen's eyes.

Now, it was Gwen's turn to sigh.

"Fine."

"Fine?" he asked, wondering what she meant.

"I'll help you."

"You will?"

He smiled.

"Oh, like you didn't know I was going to." She looked around the office. "But you're going to have to clean this place up…organize it."

"Organize?"

Jack looked around at the mess. It was organized. He knew exactly where everything was.

"And you're going to need to do some shopping."

"Already done," he said, indicating the pack of diapers, bottle, can of formula, and large bag of clothes on his desk."

"Is that it?"

"What else does she need?"

"You've got the clothes down, but she'll need a diaper bag, car seat, stroller, crib…"

"But I got a bassinet…"

"That's not going to work forever. As soon as she starts rolling over she's going to need a bigger space." Gwen paused and eyed him. "You said she's a…"

"Time Lord, like the Doc."

"Do they grow at the same rate as humans?"

Jack stared at her. He hadn't thought about that.

"I…I don't know."

"So for all you know she could start rolling over tomorrow and crawling next week."

"Crawling?"

Jack glanced around at the bits and pieces of alien tech scattered around his floor that now looked like the most dangerous things in the universe.

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