Author's Notes: I do not own Doctor Who. Sorry it's been a while. I've been sick and doing a fair bit of fundraising for charity. Here is the third chapter. Thanks for the reviews and reads and follows. I love hearing from you all. Please let me know what you think and happy reading!

Chloe stood outside the first ice cream shop she found and faced a startling truth.

It wasn't open yet.

The sign said it would open at noon.

She wished she knew what time it was. Daddy always did and now Zara did since she got that princess watch for Christmas!

Chloe stalked away. Surely somewhere was open for ice cream!

"Hey, red."

Chloe turned and looked. There was a big boy sitting on the corner with a mobile. All his other friends had mobiles pointed towards her as well.

"What? Me?"

"Are you doing anything?"

"I'm looking for an ice cream shop."

"It's the morning. They're not open yet. You're a looker, but you aren't very bright in the head, are you?"

"I am too!," Chloe protested. "I can be just as clever as Zara!"

Chloe marched off, ignoring the big boy as he whistled and his friends laughed.

"I don't want to be big," Zara announced.

Donna looked over at Zara as the Doctor carried her. "What? Why not?"

"It's rubbish," said Zara. "I don't want to be with the fours."

"Zara, you are four," said Donna. "Besides, it might be more fun for you."

"Why?"

Donna looked over. There was a closed ice cream shop and a group of boys. She nudged the Doctor on the arm.

"What?," he asked.

"Go talk to them."

"Why them?"

Donna rolled her eyes. "Trust me, they will have noticed her."

"What do you mean?"

"Just go ask them."

The Doctor walked over. He took out the psychic paper. "Hello, Detective Inspector John Smith-"

"We didn't do anything! That old lady's just cross at us about her garden! We don't know nothing about it!"

"Right..." the Doctor said frowning. He took out the mobile with the picture Amy had sent him. "I'm looking for this girl."

One of the other boys snickered. "Don't you think you're a little too old for her?"

"What?," the Doctor frowned. With the realization of what they were implying, he started stammering. "She's- she's my daughter! I'm trying to find her! Have you seen her?!"

"Yeah, she was here." The boy held up his mobile. "See?"

The Doctor was surprised to see more pictures of Chloe. Especially parts of her... "When did you take those?"

"An hour ago. She was waiting for the ice cream shop to open. She left."

Donna sighed. "She must have left. Come on, Doctor. We'll look for another ice cream shop or something sparkly."

"Yeah, just one thing," said the Doctor. He pulled out the sonic screwdriver and pointed it at the boy's mobile. It sparked and the boy dropped it on the pavement just before it became a smoking heap. "Allons-y."

"Next ice cream shop is right here," Ianto announced as they got out of the car.

"Can it be open yet?," asked Rory.

"I bet it opens for her," said Jack.

"Jack, just seriously, stop it!," said Rory. "It's creepy!"

"Is it my fault the Doctor and Donna are two very attractive people and when their DNA is combined, it's-"

"Shut up!," Rory shouted desperately.

"Wait, I think I just saw her!," said Amy, pointing down the road.

Chloe walked into the shop, not noticing her protectors down the street.

"We're not open-" the boy at the counter turned around and saw Chloe. His mouth hung open. "Uh, yeah. How can I help you?"

Chloe frowned. "You said you weren't open."

"We're open, we're open-" the boy said, knocking a container of ice cream scoops over and they clattered on the floor. "We are definitely open."

"Yea!," said Chloe. She leaned forward and pressed her head against the glass cases as the boy stared at her with huge eyes. "What do I want?"

"Hello, Chloe."

Chloe looked behind her.

"You're the lady from the park," Chloe said. "You made me big."

Ianto, Jack, Rory and Amy burst in to see the woman.

"Where's Chloe?," asked Amy.

"Chloe?"

"That ginger?," asked the boy. "This woman came in and she disappeared! Just bloody disappeared!"

Jack looked at the woman. "You had better start talking, lady."

Suddenly, Chloe was somewhere else. It was like the feeling of dreaming and then finding yourself awake. She was in a dark room.

"Hello."

Chloe turned to see a blonde. She was pointing some sort of scanner at Chloe.

"You. You have two hearts," said the blonde.

Chloe shrank away. Nobody was supposed to know that!

"No, no, it's okay," said the blonde. "See, I have two hearts."

"You do?," asked Chloe.

"Yeah."

Chloe frowned. No one else was supposed to have two hearts. Not on Earth, anyway. Just Daddy, Zara and Geoffrey.

The girl spoke. "I just haven't met anyone else with two hearts. That's all."

"Okay," said Chloe.

The girl frowned. "You don't talk much."

Chloe shrugged.

"Well," she said, "I'm Jenny. You?"

"Chloe."

"Chloe. I was just minding my own business. Well, not really. See, there was this planet and this little civil war and I tried to help a tiny bit and that woman caught me and now I've been trapped in here."

Chloe didn't follow any of that. "I was looking for ice cream. It's my birthday." She held up three fingers. "I'm this many."

Jenny frowned. "What's a birthday?"

"It's the day you're born."

"How were you born?"

"I don't know. Zara said something about gametes."

Jenny sat down. "Who's Zara?"

"She's my big sister."

"What's a sister?"

Chloe frowned back at Jenny. "You don't know? Everybody knows that."

"Well, I don't."

"We have the same Mummy and Daddy."

"Oh. I don't have a sister. Or a mummy." Jenny smiled. "I have a dad. He's somewhere. I've been looking for him. Well, a little. Not like all the time. There's just been a lot to do. A lot of running."

Chloe couldn't imagine that. "Don't you miss him?," asked Chloe.

"I don't know. I didn't know him that long, I guess."

There was a knock on the wall.

"Hello?," Jenny called.

"Jenny, is that you?"

"Sorry. Who are you?"

Chloe recognized the voice. Even though it was a voice she knew her mummy didn't particularly like, she knew she could trust her. "Tart!"

Jenny shot her a look.

"Chloe, is that you?," called River. "I'm here with Grant. Give us a moment."

"Who's Grant?," asked Jenny.

Chloe shrugged. An opening appeared in the wall. River was there with a man.

She put away what appeared to be a sonic screwdriver. "Right, Chloe, Jenny, I presume you were tricked into something by a witch as well?," she asked casually.

"There's no such thing as witches," said the man.

"Who are you?," asked Jenny. "How do you know us?"

River gave her a strange look. Then she turned to Chloe, giving her a thorough once over.

"Chloe, you're wearing my mother's boots."

"She said I could."

"Oh, God," said River.

"What?," asked the man, Grant.

"They're being pulled through time as well. This Jenny has never met either of us and this Chloe is only three."

"I'm a big girl now!," Chloe protested.

"She doesn't look three," Grant said.

"Were you looking that closely?," asked River. She turned to Grant. "Besides, I know this family much better than you. This is the day Chloe made a wish to become big and got it and now we're all trapped in some multi-dimensional prison that the Trickster's Brigade has made for us."

"I don't understand," said Jenny. "What have I got to do with any of this?"

"You're Jenny."

"So?"

River sighed. "The woman who gave you that name. Donna, right?"

"How did you know that?"

Chloe turned to Jenny. "That's my mummy."

River spoke gently. "Jenny, this is your sister, but you don't know that yet because you haven't met her since you've been taken from your time stream. You're going to be very important to them one day."

"What about me?," asked Chloe.

"Chloe, don't be silly. Of course you're important."

"Zara does everything first, though."

"You're the second eldest Time Baby. You, Zara and Geoffrey lead the others."

"What others?"

"What others do you think?"

Chloe wrinkled her nose. "Oh, no! Not more babies!"

"Then what am I doing here?," asked Grant.

"I have absolutely no idea," said River. "Who would have thought we'd need an economist?"

"You're oversimplifying my work."

"Who is he?," asked Chloe.

"This is Zara's fiance. Well, soon to be ex, really."

"I beg your pardon?," asked Grant. "What happened to the spoiler rule?"

"I don't think it applies," said River. "No one has ever mentioned any of this to me. I think we're going to forget everything once we're back in our own time streams."

"Why would Zara jilt me then?"

River scoffed. "I can think of a thousand reasons, but you jilt her. Still, not the strangest wedding this family has ever had. Jenny's might be in the running."

"What are you talking about?!," Jenny shouted.

"Oh, wait and see," said River.

"What makes you so important?," Grant snapped.

River was taken aback. "What?"

"You. What makes you so important to this family? After everything you've done to them, why do they keep going back to you? Why do they come when you call time after time?"

There was a long silence. "I don't know," said River.

The ground shook.

"What's happening?," asked Jenny.

"I think that witch got more than she bargained for. Come on," said River. "We haven't much time!"

"Daddy," said Zara tugging the Doctor's hand.

The Doctor looked up. The sky was going dark.

"Doctor, what's happening?," asked Donna, pulling the double pushchair in closer to her as Geoffrey and Melody fussed.

"Something's happened," said the Doctor. "Time is being rewritten."

"Where are the stars?," asked Zara. squeezing the Doctor's hand tightly.

Donna looked at the Doctor, suddenly in a panic. "Where are the stars?"

"I don't know," said the Doctor. He looked at Donna. "It's got something to do with Chloe. It has to."