Author's Notes: I do not own Doctor Who. I do not own Rose Tyler, who is the main focus of this chapter, so you've been warned. I know, I know, but it's necessary. At this time, if you didn't read Regarding Mrs Smith, you might be a little lost, but if you're this far in here, you probably did. If you didn't, you could. I think it's kind of fun, people seem to like it. Oh, also, last time I posted a chapter, the site was all wonky, so I don't know if you want to check to see if you read it. Thanks for your reads and reviews, look forward to hearing from you. Happy reading!

EDIT: Please forgive me, I put Pearsall all through that first go because in RMS that character goes by two names and I meant to say Ellis, it's just one guy, I'm sorry if you were confused. Sorry, I've been up all night.

The first stop after Rose was broken out of Torchwood was Rose's real hiding place for the TARDIS key. She had snuck it out of her parents' house back when she first went there to bug his computer. He couldn't believe he had it! That was hers! The Doctor had given it to her! So, she took it and decided to hide it well, in a safe deposit box. Kovarian wasn't pleased that Rose had lied about it being in Torchwood, but Rose didn't like the way she had been sent around like some kind of errand girl. First, finding an alternate Jack Harkness and sleeping with him to get his Time Bureau security card and then the whole nonsense with Donna's ex-husband. They levelled with each other. Rose wanted back to her universe, Kovarian wanted her to bring the TARDIS key.

They were on their way.

They boarded a strange ship, Rose didn't remember a lot of it. Kovarian put her in a small room, for her own protection, she said and eventually Rose was let out.

They were in a warehouse. Kovarian led Rose out, into the sunlight and she couldn't believe it.

"This is London!," she exclaimed in glee. "The proper London, my London."

An old man with a cane and an eyepatch appeared.

"Madame Kovarian."

"Major Ellis. This is Rose Tyler."

"Hello," said Rose.

"I have a vehicle waiting to show you the target."

"A vehicle?," Kovarian asked with disdain.

"Forgive the inefficiency, but it will be more discreet."

They got into a dark Land Rover with dark windows. Kovarian and Ellis talked and talked, but Rose didn't listen. She was too busy looking around at her London. She couldn't believe she was here at last.

"How much further?," asked Kovarian.

"Just up the road this bit, oh, here they are. Nobody had mentioned them going out."

Rose looked out the window in the same direction as Kovarian and Ellis. And she saw something she couldn't put together at first.

It was the Doctor, only he wasn't in his normal clothes, except for the Chuck Taylors. He was in jeans, a U2 tee and a hoodie. He was carrying bags from TESCO as he walked down the sidewalk, laughing and talking to...

Donna. He was still with Donna as she pushed a pink pram. The Doctor leaned down to smile and talk to the occupant of the pram, a ginger haired baby girl.

The baby. The duplicate had told the truth about that. Rose tried to rationalize it, back to the sex pollen, but if that was the case why was he still with her? Why was he going to TESCO?

They arrived at some steps in front of a house and the Doctor put down the carrier bags to carry the pram up the steps. Donna tried to pick up the bags, but the Doctor was quickly down the steps again, taking them from her.

Rose watched as they walked into a house.

A proper house. With windows and curtains and probably carpets.

It was so...

Domestic.

"Oh, we've had a bit of luck," said Ellis, "the second is already on her way."

"The second what?," asked Rose, having suddenly tuned in to the conversation.

"Baby," Kovarian said crisply.

That bit of news hit Rose like a ton of bricks. Logic told her that a second baby meant that the first had been no mistake or ineveitable product of alien voyeurism.

Rose had never been big on logic where the Doctor was concerned. It just wasn't right. Rose couldn't believe it. Something was terribly wrong.

"What's she done to him?," asked Rose.

Neither Kovarian or Ellis answered. Rose looked next to her in the car and thought she saw something, but as she looked back to Kovarian to ask a question, she couldn't remember it, but she knew that Donna must have definitely done something to the Doctor. That had been her first instinct months ago and now she knew she was right looking at this. This was all wrong. The baby, the house, everything. Rose was going to help the Doctor get out of this.

"When does it begin?," asked Kovarian.

"The first signal is Monday morning," said Ellis. "During the school run."

Rose was confined again, left to have her mind race about what had happened to the Doctor. The next time she was brought out was Thursday.

They raced back to the house, where a slew of black Land Rovers and lorries were parked. Rose rushed in behind Kovarian and they went inside.

There were no carpets, just hardwood floors, but there was furniture and family photos of the Doctor and Donna smiling happily. Baby photos everywhere, baby toys, a playpen. Just baby, baby, baby...

"Who's in charge here?," shouted Kovarian.

A dark-haired woman in a black leather catsuit appeared. "I am. Who are you, people? Who authorized you?"

Then she paused as if she had seen something. Rose looked back to see what it was but when she looked back at the woman, she couldn't remember anything.

"Sorry, ma'am," she said. "Agent Johnson."

"Show us to the TARDIS."

Johnson led them downstairs into the cellar. The TARDIS sat there, lighting up the dim space.

"Open it," Kovarian said to Rose.

Rose finally took her TARDIS key from around her neck and walked over to the blue box at last. She put her key in the lock and it wouldn't turn.

"What's wrong?," asked Kovarian.

"It's stuck," said Rose. She fought with the lock, trying to force it, then suddenly a shield went up, sending Rose flying straight across the room, landing Rose on her bum, the key hitting her in the forehead.

Next, the TARDIS was dematerializing, brakes grinding, blowing wind in the room.

Kovarian looked down at Rose with intense displeasure.

The next day, though Rose wasn't sure, she pulled herself off the deck of the ship, corpses strewn all over the floor. She looked up to see sunlight streaming in, the song of seagulls in the distance. She looked at Madame Kovarian as she pulled herself up and tried to straighten her tattered black suit.

"This ship is ruined," said Kovarian.

"I don't understand," said Rose. "You dragged me all the way there, back to my universe and you brought me back."

"We didn't get what we needed."

"Well, that's not my fault! I don't know why the key didn't work!," spat Rose. "You were supposed to leave me there."

Kovarian grimaced. This girl really was becoming tiresome. "The 456 tried to kill us all. You're lucky to be alive and it's a small miracle we even made it back here."

"I don't want to be back here, though, I'm supposed to be with the Doctor! He needs me to help him!"

Kovarian bit her tongue. "Yes, and he won't be able to do that until we get what we want."

"Well, you blew that, didn't you?," Rose said tartly. "Can't catch that bitch and a baby."

There was the sound of sirens.

"Where have we landed?," asked Rose.

She and Kovarian rushed to look out of one of the busted panels.

"Cardiff," said Rose. "We're in Cardiff."

"Of course, we could only escape via the Cardiff Rift."

"We have to get out of here," said Rose as they heard sirens approaching.

Rose remembered what her mother had said at the mental hospital. When you love someone, it's not always about what you want.

Then she pushed it out of her head as she had so many times before and ran with Kovarian and the rest of the survivors.