Author's Notes: I do not own Doctor Who, the Duplicate Doctor, Donna, Rose... Speaking of Rose, may I just reissue the if you like Rose, you may not like this warning I issued at the start of this story? Anyway, thanks for the reads and the reviews. I hope you like this chapter and please tell me what you think. Also, hi, lurkers!

Donna's first wedding had been all about her parents, like a lot of weddings, she supposed. It was before she had struck it big as a media magnate and they were the ones footing the bill, so they got what they wanted. Or more what Sylvia wanted, Geoffrey was willing to go to the registrar's office and have a nice dinner out after. There had been a big church ceremony with every relative they had in it, a sit down meal with choice of dry salmon or dry chicken and oh, the dress, how Donna hated that dress. Then of course it had led to years of being married to Ethan, which was the worst part. She had been determined to do things differently this time. Starting with the groom...

"You already kissed!," snapped Josh.

Donna broke with John's lips. She realized her children were staring at her. They had taken the wedding photos and now they were waiting in the house while the guests were situated for the party portion and until they were properly introduced.

"Sorry," said Donna, "we just got carried away."

Josh rolled his eyes. "This is so gross."

John smiled. "Wait until you get married."

"I'm not getting married. When will I play football or explore space?"

John nodded. "Fair point."

"I want to get married, I want to wear Mummy's dress," said Ella.

"You just wait, young lady. There will be plenty of time for that after you go to university and start a career," said Donna.

"You said I could go in the bounce house after the ceremony," said Josh.

"Well, I want you to wait until we get introduced," said Donna. "We'll all go out together, yeah? Besides, we have something for you two. John?"

"Right." John opened the drawer of a nearby table. He pulled out two boxes. "One for Josh, one for Ella. They're from the both of us."

Josh opened his. "Tickets?"

"Yes, they're for the West Ham Manchester United game," said John. "You'll also get to meet the players."

"The match is in Manchester?"

"Yes, God save us," said Donna.

"Thank you, Mum."

Donna motioned. "Thank John. It was his idea to go to..." she took a deep breath, "Old Trafford..."

"Thanks, John," Josh smiled.

"I mean, honey, you could just give West Ham a try! It's just down the road," said Donna.

"Donna..." said John.

"Fine, I'll drop it."

"Ella," said John.

Ella opened her tiny box revealing a silver heart shaped locket.

"It's beautiful..." said Ella.

"Do you want to wear it?," asked John.

"Show her the inscription," said Donna.

John turned it over. "To Our Ella, Love Mummy and John. It's got a spot in there to put in any picture you want."

"Thank you," said Ella.

"Look," said John, "I just wanted to say thank you for letting me in to your family. Your mum is so special, I know it can't be easy to share her. I'm so looking forward to watching you grow up and being a part of your lives."

John looked over to see Donna was crying. She smiled.

"Don't do that! I'll ruin my make-up!" She kissed him again. "I love you so much."

"This is turning out to be a really good wedding," said Adeola, enjoying the first course.

Gwen, Ianto and Jack nodded in agreement at their table.

"What do you mean a good wedding?," asked Mayantha. still trying to grasp the human wedding concept.

"Well," said Gwen, "sometimes you go to a wedding and it's rubbish. There's no one interesting there."

"The food sucks," added Adeola. "Usually they all have dry chicken or fish with too many bones in it."

"My cousin had an all vegan menu at hers," said Ianto. "I'll take dry chicken over tofu slices any day."

"Food's not all of it, though," said Gwen. "Sometimes the deejay sucks, but the music's been really good so far."

"The bounce house is good," said Adeola. "Less hyper children running around."

"I hope the cake is good," said Jack. "I always hate it when the cake sucks."

"It's chocolate with layers of banana and chocolate ganache in it," said Ianto. "Fondant and sugar flowers."

"What is it with John and the bananas?," asked Gwen.

"Well, you know what they say-" began Jack.

"Don't even, Jack," said Adeola.

"This era is so not fun," said Jack.

"This era?," asked Ianto.

Before Jack could lie, they were interrupted by the introduction of the bride and groom. Everyone stood and applauded as John and Donna took the dance floor.

"Of course," Gwen said to Mayantha, "it does help when you actually like the people getting married."

The party was agreed by all of the guests to be a success. Good music, excellent food and the drinks kept flowing until even Sylvia Noble seemed like a happy woman. Josh's bounce house turned out to be a massive success which he ran into as soon as the family was introduced. Everyone got up and danced far into the night.

Donna dragged John away from the dance floor.

"What are you doing?," asked John.

"Play along."

Donna took John to visit several tables, introducing him to business acquaintances and far flung relatives. Then she took him to the table where Harriet Jones was seated with the Tylers.

"Madame President," said Donna.

"Donna. You looked lovely," said Harriet. "You all make a wonderful family."

"Thank you," said Donna.

"Are you feeling recovered from your injuries, John?," asked Harriet. "I was so sorry to hear you were injured."

"I'm quite recovered, thank you," said John.

"So we can expect you back at Torchwood after the wedding?"

John just then caught onto Donna's plan as he saw Pete's face get red as he went for more wine.

"No, I was told my services were no longer required," said John awkwardly.

"No longer required?" Harriet turned to look at Pete. Jackie was also looking at him. "Mr. Tyler?"

"I asked John to resign..."

"I wouldn't say that," said John.

"You sacked him?," Jackie whispered frantically.

"Mr. Tyler, what on Earth were you thinking?," said Harriet. She sighed. "We'll be discussing this on Monday in Downing Street first thing."

A few minutes later, Donna had kept she and John moving through the tables of assembled friends and relatives, greeting, chatting about the menu.

John looked up and suddenly saw Pete. "Clever trick you played there."

Donna sided up to John. "John didn't do anything, that was all me. He's too nice. I'm not."

Pete looked at John. "I gave you a chance when you had nothing."

"Thanks," said John.

Pete looked miffed. Donna dragged John away.

"You don't owe him anything, John," said Donna. "He's just jealous you're better at his job than he is."

"You could have warned me, though."

"I didn't warn you because I knew you'd say no."

He supposed that he couldn't argue with that. He wasn't in to the office politics thing at Torchwood and not at the level Pete Tyler liked to play them at, but he knew it would do no good for Torchwood to be left without him, especially if there were an actual crisis. John sighed. "What am I going to do with you, Donna Noble?"

Donna snorted. "Bigger question is, what am I going to do with you?"

Rose thought Donna had an enormous house. It was making the Tyler mansion look quaint. It had taken forever to get out from under the caterer's thumb and she had been through room after room, too many bedrooms, she had wasted a lot of time in what she finally realized was the nanny's room and then found the kids' rooms and suspected she must have been close.

She finally found something that looked like a master bedroom. A big fluffy bed... She tried to put out of her head the mental picture of what went on in that bed...

A tell tale pair of red Chuck Taylors in the corner. This had to be the right place. She got out the gift bag and unpacked the box, removing it from its tissue paper. She just needed a spot for it.

"Okay, how much longer do you want to dance?," Donna whispered in John's ear.

"Why? What's wrong?" They had been dancing a while and John found he quite liked it, being wrapped in Donna's arms.

"Nothing, just this corset. Ella does not pick dresses based on comfort." She smiled up at him. "I noticed she wasn't the only one with an appreciation for it."

"Oi! What does that mean?"

"It means I saw you staring down my dress."

"It is a lovely dress," said John. "But frankly, I like you in anything or nothing."

Donna smiled. "You want to prove that?"

"You mean now?"

"Yeah, our bedroom is just up there."

"You don't think anyone will notice if the bride and groom go missing?"

"John, we have a bounce house and an open bar. No one is going to miss us."

John looked around. "I suppose we'd be fine for a few minutes."

"Better be more than a few minutes, sunshine."

Rose placed the clock Madame Kovarian had given her on the night stand, hoping no one would notice it. Suddenly, she heard the sound of laughter down the hall.

"You are going to break your back carrying me! You're no good to me broken!"

It was Donna. Oh, God, Rose rushed into the bathroom just as she heard the door to the bedroom open.

She heard Donna shriek and a thud on the mattress.

"I am definitely not broken," said John.

"Lock the door."

What did they need the door locked for?

"And done! There will be no interruptions, wife."

"In that case help me get my dress off, husband."

Oh, God. They were going to... Oh, God.

For what seemed like an eternity, Rose sat in the bathroom and listened to any number of moans, groans and screams.

The worst was when he cried her name. When he shouted, "Oh, Donna, you are brilliant!"

He sounded like the Doctor then.

Jack had finally persuaded Mayantha to dance after he swore on his little black book that he would keep his hands in only respectable areas.

"How's your dad?," Jack finally asked.

Mayantha looked up.

"The last time I saw him, he didn't look so good."

"He's good. He's different from when you saw him."

"Your mother?"

"Fine."

"What about your little sister? How's she?"

Mayantha paused.

"Are they still in her head?," asked Jack. "After all this time?"

Mayantha swallowed. "It's not that they're in her head, in fact, they can't be. The problem is she's stuck. When we turn eight, we're taken to see the Untempered Schism, it's a gap in the fabric of space time."

"A rite of passage," Jack suggested.

"Exactly. After that we go to the Academy and learn how to be Time Lords. She wasn't allowed to look at it, they said she was too tainted by being off world at such a young age."

"So, there's only one school on Gallifrey?"

Mayantha looked at Jack pointedly. "There's being a Time Lord or there's the Wastelands."

"That doesn't sound good," said Jack.

"It's not."

Suddenly, they heard an awful scream from Ella on the bounce house.

"Ella!," shouted Mayantha springing towards her, Jack was next to her.

Ella was in tears. "I just saw the monster! It's in Mummy's bathroom!" She pointed at a small window on the second floor of the house.

"What monster, gorgeous?," asked Jack.

"The monster! The same monster!"

"Okay, okay, it's alright," said Mayantha, hugging her.

"Where's Mummy? Where's John?"

Mayantha looked around. "I don't know."

"I can guess," Jack whispered.

Mayantha smacked him on the arm.

"I want Mummy!"

Ella broke free of Mayantha and ran into the house.

"Ella!," Mayantha called after her, in hot pursuit.

Rose was still in the bathroom when the pillow talk began.

"How was that?," asked John.

Donna smiled. "Oh, good enough."

"Good enough?," he spat.

"Oh, bloody amazing. What do you want from me?"

"I want you to be satisfied."

"Well, give me a few minutes, you can try."

"Try?"

Donna grinned. "I think this marriage thing may work out."

Donna's face fell as she heard the pounding of small footsteps coming down the hall.

"What?," asked John.

There was a pounding on the door. "Mummy! Mummy!"

"Put your trousers on!," Donna hissed. "Just one second, Ella!" She rustled in the melee of bedclothes and found her dressing gown. She looked to see that John had the trousers on and was currently buttoning up his shirt. She opened the door and was shocked at the sight of Ella. Her eyes were red, her face was tear-stained, she looked horrified. "Ella, what happened?"

Ella threw her arms around Donna. "I saw the monster."

"What?," asked John.

Mayantha and Jack soon arrived.

Donna rubbed Ella's back. "It's okay, sweetheart. There's no monster."

"It's in the bathroom."

Rose's attention piqued. She looked around. There was just that tiny window. How was she supposed to climb out of that?

"Well," said Donna, "that's simple enough. Let's look in the bathroom, okay?"

Ella nodded tearfully. Donna took her hand and walked into the bathroom. "There, sweetheart, do you see anything?"

"No," said Ella.

"It's okay, sweetheart. We all imagine-" There was suddenly a thud and something falling in the linen cupboard. Donna stiffened as Ella threw her arms around her again.

John entered. "What?"

"There is something in the cupboard," Donna whispered.

"Seriously?"

Donna nodded urgently and moved to put Ella behind her. John opened the cupboard and saw...

"Rose?"

"Oh my God!," Donna shrieked at the top of her lungs.

"Rose, what the hell are you doing in there?," asked John. "What the hell are you doing here at all?"

Mayantha and Jack entered.

"Whoa, I thought that Gwen and Adeola were exaggerating. Man, was I wrong," he said.

"I don't get it," said Mayantha.

"This is an old companion of the Doctor's," said John.

Mayantha nodded, then shook her head. "Okay, yeah, that's not explaining anything," she answered.

"What are you doing in my house?," shouted Donna.

"I, uh, just-"

"Why were you in our bedroom?," she shouted. "Have you been in there the whole time?"

"Uh, yeah..."

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She turned. "I've had enough. Someone dial 999."

"Probably a good idea," said Jack going to get the phone.

"What? You're going to have me arrested?," asked Rose.

"Uh, yeah," Donna said mockingly.

"John, are you just going to let her do that to me?"

"Rose, you broke into our home. What am I supposed to do?"

"Daddy's not here, is he?," Ella asked timidly.

"Sweetheart, why would Daddy be here?," asked Donna.

"Rose is Daddy's girlfriend," said Ella.

John and Donna turned back to look at Rose.

"You what?," screamed Donna. "How sick are you?"

"Rose, if you have anything approaching a sensible explanation, I would hear it," said John.

Rose stared at him. "I'll explain myself to the Doctor."

"God, do you still think he's waiting for you?," asked Donna. "His wife must be a bloody saint for not murdering you."

Rose raised her hand and suddenly found her wrist in Mayantha's quite firm Time Lady grip.

"Who are you?," asked Rose.

"Just a visitor from out of town," she said with a smile. "Let's go wait downstairs."

Rose had no choice but to follow as Mayantha twisted her arm along.

Gwen, Adeola and Ianto ran in the house once they realized that the police had arrived at the house.

"John, what's going on?," asked Adeola.

The three turned to see Rose Tyler in handcuffs. Some police stood around questioning her.

"What the bloody hell is she doing here?," hissed Gwen.

"She was hiding in the bathroom of the master bedroom," said John.

The three let that settle in.

"Oh," said Adeola.

"So, she just sat in there while you two..." said Gwen.

"Yep."

Gwen shook her head. "That's twisted."

"I'm going to get drinks," said Ianto as he headed back out.

John turned to Adeola. "I wonder if you would mind getting the Tylers."

"Right. Yeah."

Adeola went back outside. John went over to where Donna was talking to a detective. He had managed to help her get back in the dress quite quickly before the police arrived at the scene.

"You say nothing's been taken, ma'am..." said the detective. "If there's only been trespassing, that's all I can charge her with."

"I don't care if nothing's been taken. She was in my home where she is most definitely not welcome, she's harassed me at my office and you heard Madge say she was here earlier trying to get in."

Jackie and Pete entered. Jackie immediately hid her face in her hand at the sight of her daughter under arrest.

"Oh, my God, we've come to this," she muttered.

"Rose, what the hell?"

"Sorry, sir, we need to take her to the station house."

"What were you thinking?," hissed Jackie.

Rose looked around at all the assembled faces staring at her, waiting for an answer. The answer was of course, so simple, she wanted to get back to the Doctor, but no one understood that. No one could understand that.

"John, we still have the wedding toast," said Jack.

"Right. Donna?"

"Yeah, not letting some psycho ruin my wedding."

Everyone went back to the party, sans Jackie and Pete.

"What on Earth were you thinking?," said Pete. "I've got enough problems without throwing you into the mix."

"You used to be a smart girl," said Jackie. "When is this obsession going to stop?"

"Alright, we really must take her in," said the copper.

Jackie and Pete watched the police take Rose away in what they hoped would finally be bottom.