Hey, all! I've returned! I'm still alive!

SO…other than not-writing, I've been doing schoolwork, and Pinterest, and all that jazz. Trying to stay on top of schoolwork is hard, but I'll make it. I'm doing pretty well in my classes so far, so that's good.

And I watched the trailers for Season 9 (I know the Christmas Special is now out on Netflix, but I haven't watched it yet…so no SPOILERS).

And I also watched the season premiere of Agents of Shield, which was awesome and heartbreaking and full of tense excitement. But no May yet. Don't know why she's not around, but I'm thinking it may have something to do with her husband.

Anyhoo, here's the next prompt. And I should warn you: it's pretty long. This one had more details and little aspects and a sort of prelude that I felt I needed to cram into one prompt.

I mean, everything I write is long, so I'm assuming that you all aren't really that surprised.

So…yeah.

Story time.

God bless and have a great day (or night)!
ThePro-LifeCatholic

Disclaimer: I don't Doctor Who, or its characters. I own the kids (sort of) that appear in this one-shot, as well as their names. Please ask me before you use them (you know, if you ever did want to use them in your own stories).

NOTE ABOUT THE PROMPT: This is based on a little headcanon that my sister and I have that, when the 11th Doctor regenerated, his consciousness was uploaded to the Library, and he got to stay with River Song. For more insight on that, you can check out the chapter "The Doctor Has Been Saved", which is found in the story titled A Look into the Mind of a Whovian by SimmonsButterflys (who is my sister, for those of you who don't know).

OK…NOW the story.

For real this time.

Thanks for your patience (again).

Writing Prompt #82: Portal to Somewhere

Characters: Pete Tyler, Tentoo, Rose Tyler, River Song, 11th Doctor, Jennifer Suzan Tyler, Rosalin Suzanna, and Arthur Winston

Shippings: 11/River, Rose/Tentoo

Genre: Family/Friendship

Rating: K

Prompted by: QueenAnneTudor

Summary: Can you do a one shot where River and Eleven meet Tentoo and Rose where both couples have a child? Would be fun to see the dynamic.

"Hey, Dad," Rose Tyler said as she walked through the front door of Torchwood Institute. The large building was a hive of activity, with people in varying outfits skittering to-and-fro.

"You said you needed somethin'?" the blond-haired girl prompted, looking to her father (who also happened to be one of the highest-ranking members of Torchwood).

"Yes, and thanks for coming so quickly." Pete Tyler glanced over Rose's shoulder. "Bot h of you," he clarified, flashing a brief smile at the Doctor. The said alien/human metacrisis acknowledged the greeting with a curt nod. He was clearly on-edge, but that was only to be suspected. No matter how familiar he got with this alternate version of Torchwood, the building and the people within would always remind him of white walls and human stupidity at its greatest.

"This is Torchwood?" a small voice piped up. Pete looked down, and smiled at the sight of his granddaughter. The small girl ran over to him, wrapping her thin arms around his legs. He stroked her whitish-blond hair, which had been pulled into a ponytail.

"Hey, little angel," he said, catching her up and spinning her into a hug. Setting her down, he smoothed out his suit and motioned for Rose and the DonnaDoctor to follow him.

"Fill us in," Rose commanded, falling into step behind her dad.

"You know the Dimension Cannon?" Pete asked.

"That was supposed to be turned off," Tentoo snapped, breaking into the conversation. "Didn't I explain how dangerous that could be if it was used in the future?"

Rose shot her husband a look with the message: don't you think you might be going at him a bit harshly? The Doctor frowned in response, but relaxed and let his features soften.

"It turned itself on," Mr. Tyler continued, stopping outside a set of white double doors. "And it dropped off some…unexpected company."

"What do you mean?" Tentoo asked, glancing first at Pete, then at Rose.

"I think it would be better if you saw for yourself," Pete responded, pushing open the doors and ushering the three inside.

"Come 'ere, Jenny," Rose ordered, taking her daughter's hand. The little girl dutifully offered her mom an outstretched hand, skipping to keep up with the adults.

This room had been reserved for the Dimension Cannon especially, after the events with Davros, the Daleks, and all of reality nearly being extinguished forever. Perhaps members at Torchwood felt more at ease with the device being locked in a room by itself, with nothing else to tamper with it (even though it technically shouldn't be able to work anymore, since the walls between realities had been fixed and stabilized). But when Rose, the Doctor, and their daughter peered inside, it was apparent that it was, incredibly, on and functioning. The machine shook slightly, emitting a low, steady thrumming. Standing next to it, taking in their surroundings, were four people. Two of them, a boy and a girl, were children, looking to be about Jenny's age. One of the party, a gangly man with floppy brown hair, was busy pointing a silver-and-green object at everything in sight.

Rose tensed up, placing herself between Jenny and the strangers. But when she glanced at the Doctor, she saw that his face was frozen with shocked confusion. His mouth parted slightly and his eyes, wide and round, were fixed on the woman standing next to the children.

"What is it, Doctor?" Rose whispered.

For a moment, the Doctor didn't respond. He gulped, blinked. Then he spoke. One word dropped into the pool of tense silence like a stone.

"River."

The woman started, wheeling towards the entrance. The children and man followed suite.

"Oh…" the bowtie-bedecked stranger murmured, eyebrows lifting slightly. He glanced at the device in his hand. "How'd we get here then?" he asked no one in particular.

"Where are we, Daddy?" the little girl demanded. She looked to be about Jenny's age, and was clearly the eldest of the two children. She stood protectively near her younger brother, brushing her long, reddish, curly locks from her eyes.

"You're in Torchwood," Rose supplied, stepping forward. "I'm Rose Tyler, and this is my husband, the Doctor."

"Torchwood?" The man with the humming stick raced over to Rose, skidding to a halt only about a foot away from her face. "Husband? Rose? No! Yes! No? OH!" he danced backwards, whacking himself in the head. "But if…And he's…Then that can only mean…" he paused and pointed at the Dimension Cannon. "Is that a Dimension Cannon, by any chance?"

Rose was beginning to think that the trip had made these poor folks go mental. "Yeah…"

"Oh, that's brilliant!" The man was suddenly all smiles. He turned to River, catching her up in his arms and dipping her. After he had set his startled wife back on her feet, he motioned in the direction of Rose and Tentoo.

"River Song, meet the one-and-only Rose Tyler, Defender of the Earth, and her husband, who happens to be a biological metacrisis grown from my hand!" he wiggled his fingers in River's face for further emphasis.

"Rose Tyler? The Rose Tyler?" River was grinning now, too. "Oh, this is going in the journal!"

"Sorry; who are you, exactly?" Rose looked from River to her Doctor. "And how come he knows you're a metacrisis?"

The Doctor had been thinking this exact same thing, but now he was certain he knew what the explanation (the only explanation) could be.

"He's me," the Doctor said slowly, not taking his eyes off of the couple. "He's me from the future."

"Yes, indeedy!" The Doctor adjusted his bowtie and gave a small bow. "The Doctor, at your service, Rose Tyler. And this is my wife, River Song – she knows about you, because I told her. Sorry you two never got properly introduced – you know how it is with time travel." The Doctor brought forward the two children. "And these two are trouble incarnate; Rosalin Suzanna and Arthur Winston."

Rose and Tentoo looked from the children to the Doctor, then from the Doctor to River, then from River to each other.

"But how'd you get here?" Tentoo prompted.

"Oh, that." The Doctor shrugged. "That might've been me. See, in the Library, I was trying to see how far my TARDIS could go time-and-space-wise. There must've been a glitch in the system, allowing a temporary link between the world of the Library and your parallel universe." He sonic-ed the air again. "But it's very unstable. It's falling apart as we speak, so there's no need to worry about holes in the universe or reality ending. We'll be gone in only a few short minutes." After this spiel, the Doctor stuck his hands in his pockets and rocked back and forth on his heels.

"So…" he finally said. "While we're here, I might as well ask: how are things here?"

Tentoo nodded, allowing a small smile. "Things are going just fine."

"The TARDIS fully frown yet?"

"Not quite. Getting there. Can't wait to take little Jenny here with us." The metacrisis smiled down at the little girl at his side. "Jennifer Suzan Tyler."

The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Tyler?"

Tentoo grinned. "Isn't that how it works?"

"Oh, yeah," both River and Rose affirmed simultaneously. They laughed, and their husbands exchanged sympathetic glances.

"Well, she's a beautiful thing," the Doctor commented. He crouched down to Jenny's level and waved. She waved back, then ducked behind her mother. Rosalin stepped forward, practically dragging her younger brother with her.

"I'm Rosalin," she stated. "This is Arthur, but he's too shy to talk to you."

River sighed, and Rose smiled. "She isn't afraid to say things as they are, is she?"

"Nope," the Doctor agreed, shaking his head. "She's gonna turn out just like her mother."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," River said. The Doctor chuckled and bopped her on the nose. At that moment, the Dimension Cannon sputtered and groaned. The family of four flickered in and out of focus, like a bad projection.

"Looks like the warning sign!" the Doctor said, backing up. "Connection's getting more and more unstable."

"Well, it was nice meeting you," Rose said, shaking hands with Rosalin. "You and Arthur are gonna be traveling in the TARDIS with your mom and dad, yeah?"

"Uh-huh," Rosalin nodded. "Daddy said he's gonna teach me."

River shot a glance at her husband, who raised his hands in the air defensively. "Hey! Don't look at me like that! I didn't actually say that I was gonna teach her!"

Rose laughed. "I can certainly see who's the boss in your family."

Mrs. Song smirked. "I think I could say the same for your own little party."

Tentoo and the Doctor shook hands. "Wonderful getting to see you again, Doctor," the metacrisis said. "And good luck with raising your family. I'm glad it ended happily."

"Yeah," the Doctor agreed, smiling softly. "Same to you. Keep a hold on it, eh Jenny?" he stooped down and flicked some blond hair out of the girl's face. "Stay cool."

"Okay," she responded.

The Dimension Cannon vibrated, the thrumming sound becoming shifting to a high whine. There was a blast of bright light as energy flooded the room. Tentoo, taking hold of Rose's hand, dragged her and his daughter outside. Slamming the doors shut, they panted, standing in tense silence, waiting for the noise and light within to fade completely.

When they cautiously peered inside the room, it was empty. The Dimension Cannon stood in its place, smoking and once again nonfunctioning.

"Think we're ever gonna see them again?" Rose wanted to know. Her husband shook his head slowly.

"They fell through on accident," he explained. "Chances are, that was the one and only time we'll be able to meet."

"They seemed nice," Jenny piped up.

"Yeah, they did, didn't they?" Rose concurred.

"A family of his own, living a happy, long life," the Doctor murmured, stroking the Dimension Cannon. "A life he dreamed about so often, and now he can live it." Rose stepped forward, wrapping her fingers around his own. She glanced up at him, and flashed a wide smile.

"A happy ending at last," she whispered. He grinned, his whole face lighting up. He nodded.

"A happy ending at last," he repeated. He reached for Jenny's hand. Then together, the three walked out of the now-empty room, hand-in-hand.

This was kind of long…hope you guys don't mind.