Notes: A brief interlude before the Snowmen... hope you like it.

Jamie and River were enjoying their babymoon with little Clara. Taking it easy on their TARDIS and making safe trips to peaceful places for a while. Amy and Rory were happy in New York for the time being. Even with the circular paradox of the novel being completed, Amy was more than happy to stay in their little house there at least until their own baby arrived. They had missed out on that part with River and planned to take full advantage this time around. Their desire for children had almost broken their marriage a little while ago. It was only thanks to some intervention on the Doctor and Rose's parts that had repaired the damage caused by Kovarian and her goons.

All of this baby stuff had the Doctor and Rose thinking as they snuggled together in the library. The Doctor had missed being with Rose for her pregnancy and birth, something he wanted to experience with her since he was wearing leather, if he was honest.

"You want another baby," Rose stated matter-of-factly.

"Yes. Don't you?" he wondered. Her tone implied that she might not be interested in more children.

"Well, I suppose. It's been so long for me since having Jamie, and it feels like we have forever now. I guess though, it would be nice to spend that forever with them rather than just waiting for them," Rose pondered while fidgeting with her husband's fingers.

"Everyone is sort of taking a baby break right now. I missed that special time with you. I got to see Jamie while he was still little, but I never got to watch you when you were carrying him. Lie beside you and stroke your belly, feel his telepathy just starting, the little flutter of kicks from inside you," he told her, his voice soft and filled with regret. It had been centuries for them since their separation, but it was still the most painful time they had ever been through as a couple.

"We could try, yeah? Doesn't mean it'll happen right away," Rose suggested.

"So, you want me to give you the counter agent to your birth control, then?" he asked hopefully.

"I suppose," she replied.

"This one, right here?" he added as he pulled a small, sealed syringe from his transdimensional pocket.

Rose grinned at him. "How long have you been carrying that around?"

"Oh, I don't know. Ever since I gave you the birth control shot to begin with?" he admitted.

"You daft old man. Why didn't you ever say that you didn't want to wait? We could have done this centuries ago," she asked.

"I didn't want to rush you if you didn't want to. You've given me so much already, my love," he sighed and stroked the side of her face. She kissed him softly and they both smiled, their faces so close that their noses rubbed together. "May I?"

"Oh, alright," she sighed and offered her arm as he unwrapped the little package. "How long will it take for all that to be out of my system and stuff?"

"Why? You hoping to conceive a new one this instant?" he asked teasingly.

"Well, we do have this big, old time ship all to ourselves. And if we happen to end up with another little one running around here, he or she will need us with them all the time. You remember how hard it was to get some alone time when Jamie was little," she said as she slid his jacket off of his shoulders and started undoing his bow tie.

"It will take a little while for your body to reestablish its natural rhythms again, but there's no harm in a little practice," he responded, tugging at her clothes as well.

They tumbled playfully off of the sofa and made their way to the thick rug by the fireplace. He was so thrilled by the idea of his wife being pregnant again, that the Doctor decided she would come apart several times before he sought his own pleasure inside her.

Rose was lying, deliciously naked on their favourite rug. The Doctor quickly finished removing his trousers and pants before joining her there. She giggled at his playful growl, but switched to moaning in pleasure when his tongue connected with her clitoris.

"Mmmm, trying might just be a fun adventure for us on its own," Rose told him, rocking her hips against his mouth as he hummed in agreement.

He thrust his long, cool fingers inside her and stroked gently. Centuries of making love to his wife had given him considerable experience in making her come apart. Reaching up her body with his free hand, he began to firmly massage her breast as she writhed beneath him.

Rose released little moans of pleasure as she got closer to the edge, her centre dripping from the pleasure he provided. Switching to his thumb on her clitoris, the Doctor shifted to take her neglected breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue around her nipple roughly. Her body clenched tightly as she came with a squeal, but he didn't stop his movements, vowing to give her at least two orgasms before plunging inside of her properly.

She slowed her movements as she tried to catch her breath, but wriggled against his hand again as soon as she found the strength.

"You're so gorgeous when you come, Rose. All of the marvels in the universe cannot compare to the sight of you in the throes of passion," he whispered to her as he trailed kisses along her neck.

"Yes, Doctor. Oh, yes," she gasped, barely coherent, just needing more.

"You are a miracle. A gift that I will forever cherish, my darling. Your light chases away all of my fears and nightmares. With you at my side, we can do anything," he continued.

Rose came again with a shout and he wasted no time in climbing over her to finally press his throbbing erection into her. They both groaned in pleasure, the Doctor setting up a deep, slow rhythm that would allow him to last long enough to push her over once more (he hoped).

"Rose, Rose, my darling, precious girl. Oh, I love you, for all eternity," he called to her as their pace increased.

Rose shouted his true name as she fell, the name she never remembered completely and couldn't pronounce if she tried, but instinctively seemed to be able to use if necessary.

"Yeah, the trying for a baby part will definitely be fun," Rose told him with a giggle.

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Family dinner had a whole new meaning to it now. They decided that the Williams' house in New York was the best place for getting everyone together. The house was large and it was currently Thanksgiving in the United States. A perfect excuse for Jackie and Pete to visit, along with their extended Torchwood family. James and River were there with a two month old Clara, Amy was ready to have her baby anytime now and even Mickey and Martha announced that they were expecting.

"So, what about you two?" Jackie asked pointedly as they sat at the dinner table.

"Actually, we decided that we might try for another," Rose told them proudly.

"Can't believe you're a grandmother at your age. And with me only in my fifties, a great gran," she sighed, shaking her head.

"I'm older than you think, mum," Rose admitted.

"Not enough to be a gran! I mean look at you, don't even look like you're out of your twenties. Jamie's probably older than you are now, what with all his jumping about," Jackie complained.

"Jacks," Pete sighed, seeing that this would only spoil their visit.

"I'm not aging, mum. I won't age, ever," Rose announced.

"What? What's that supposed to mean?" Jackie demanded.

"How old are you, Rose?" Mickey questioned.

Rose looked to her husband as they tried to mentally calculate the time.

"Umm, almost three hundred, I think," the Doctor informed them.

"And just when were you gonna tell me? Your own mother and it don't matter that I don't even know my daughter has been turned into some kind of thing?!" Jackie shouted angrily.

"Jackie, stop it!" Pete insisted, grabbing her arm as she stood up from the table.

Rose stood to match her as they glared at each other. "A thing, am I? Just another alien to interrupt your precious existence? I chose this for myself and my family when I opened up the TARDIS to save him and the rest of the bloody planet, and this is the thanks I get from you? I give you your husband back, a grandson, a great granddaughter, save the planet, the universe, the whole damned multiverse, but I didn't tell you that I'll have to watch you die and keep going for centuries without you. I knew you'd never understand, that's why I never told you! I would have lost you hundreds of years ago if I'd stayed living here with you. I always loved the fact that you were here if I needed you. But don't you worry your precious head about it. This thing won't bother you anymore!" Rose shouted, tears streaming down her face, before storming out the back door to where their TARDIS was parked.

A painful silence fell over the room in the aftermath of the argument. It was finally broken by the Doctor.

"Amy, could you spend some time telling Jackie the story about what happened to your daughter? Jackie, you can blame me all you like, I can take it. But I will be forever grateful for the gifts that your daughter has given me. She may now be immortal, or very nearly, but she is more human in her heart than any other human that I have ever met. Now, if you will all excuse me, I need to see to my wife," the Doctor told them calmly before following her to the time ship.

He found her beneath the console, swinging in the sling he used when fiddling with the wiring of the old girl. Her face was blotchy from tears and she was softly caressing the ship. "Don't know why I ever thought it would be alright to tell her. Should've known better," she told him softly.

"It was a bit of a shock, just give her some time. You and I have had a very long time to think about it and accept the changes that your connection to the TARDIS has made. She doesn't see the wonderful side to all of it yet," he assured her.

"She might never see the good in it. Just one more thing for her to complain about. I need to run, my love," she told him, finally meeting his eyes.

"You're sure? You don't want to talk to her again first?" he questioned, knowing how close she usually was with her mother.

"I'm sure. I need the wind in my hair and stars and planets and explosions. I just need to run," she replied. She jumped out of the little swing and pulled him with her up the stairs to the controls.

"That is something that I understand all too well," he said and together they piloted the ship off on an adventure.

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The Doctor and Rose dashed from one adventure to the next, frequently visiting with Amy and Rory, Mickey and Martha, Jamie, River, and Clara. They even stopped in at Torchwood from time to time to see Jack, Donna, and Pete. But at the slightest mention of Jackie, Rose would immediately walk straight back into the TARDIS.

Knowing that she needed some kind of intervention, Jack and the Doctor managed to corner her in Jack's office. She tried to leave, but the pair of them insisted that she needed to at least talk with them about it.

"What is there to talk about? She doesn't think I'm human anymore. I'm just some kind of thing that doesn't belong in her life," Rose insisted.

"Look, Rosie, I know what she said hurt you. I understand. If you recall, she said similar things about me when she heard about my immortality. But you're still visiting us and Pete. That means you're moving along in her timeline even if you don't see her," Jack pointed out.

"There will come a point where we can't come back to her anymore. You need to be able to forgive her at some point, love," the Doctor added.

"She isn't sorry," Rose argued.

"You've never given her the chance to say two words to you, Rosie!" Jack countered.

"I'm not ready to forgive her yet. If you don't want my visiting here either, fine," she snapped and pushed her way past them, through the door.

"There comes a point where forgiving someone else releases yourself, not the person you are forgiving," the Doctor said sadly, though Rose didn't hear it.

"Take her somewhere quiet for a while, Doc. Maybe the adventures are keeping her fighting, but not really thinking about all of this," Jack suggested.

"It's worth a try, I suppose. I hate that this is eating away at her, Jack. We were going to try for another baby, but the stress has got her hormones all out of whack. Don't even know if she wants that anymore," he responded sadly.

"She will. Some downtime, maybe a little romance, and you can get her to calm down a bit. Let us work on Jackie for a bit," Jack assured him.

The Doctor walked despondently back into the TARDIS, not sure exactly what he would be facing when he got there. Would she be angry with him? Crying again? Instead, he found that she had pushed it all behind her. Had she learned that from him?

"Where to now? All of time and space, Doctor, where would you like to go?" she asked teasingly.

He considered what Jack had suggested for a moment before going to the controls and setting their destination. "The past I think. Off you pop to the wardrobe. I'll join you in a moment. We both need to change for dinner."