Hello again! Well, no one reviewed, even though apparently I got over 40 views, and that makes me pretty upset. I'd really like to know what you think, whether it be good or bad. But I decided to upload this next chapter anyways, because I like this story and I wanted to continue it.

I don't know if it still says that it's a two part, but I changed it to three because I wrote this chapter at four in the morning and I was tired.

I do not own Doctor Who. It gives me a small pain in my hearts every time that I say it, but I know it's true. I just don't.

Enjoy!

The TARDIS stopped moving, and the Doctor bounded out. During the trip there (Which he was 99.7% certain that the TARDIS had made longer just so he could think) he had decided to be positive about the entire endeavor, and, when he had to come into contact with Rose and the Doctor Double, he would pretend like nothing had ever happened. Just a stranger, whose spaceship (that also traveled in time) had decided to deposit him in an alternate dimension so he could sort out abandonment issues, and wouldn't let him go home until he had seen and spoken to the woman that he loved, who was with another man, who was actually him. Right.

"Aah, Cardiff!" He beamed. "Lovely." He trotted over to a stack of roadmaps by a drugstore, and looked one over, checking street signs and syncing his location with the map.

"Right then!" The Doctor grinned. "Time to visit my old friends at Torchwood." And with that, he walked away, drowning himself in fake happiness.

"Who what?" Rose gasped, dropping her purse. Donna was on instant alert, snatching Rose's purse a split second before it hit the ground (She didn't know how she could do that, move out of the way or grab something just as it fell, but that was only because her parents didn't find it wise to tell her that she was a quarter Time Lord, and could subconsciously see into the future. It just didn't seem like a good idea), and John rushed forwards to grab Rose's hand.

"It could be just a mistake, or a tiny crack in space and time generating the same power signals," Jack rushed to complete his sentences. "But..."

"But...?" Rose urged him, feeling dread, confusion, and...was that a touch of excitement?

"We've compared it to the signals that the TARDIS emitted last time it was here, and we're 99.8% positive that it's the Doctor," Captain Jack Harkness confessed.

"Oh," Rose said weakly, her hand patting behind her for something to sit on. John, eyes wide and shock clear on his face, grabbed one for her, dragging the chair underneath her and assisting her in lowering down.

"What would make him come back?" John wondered aloud, running his right hand through his hair while squeezing Rose's hand reassuringly with the other.

"I don't get it," Donna announced after a moment of silence. "Who is this 'Doctor'? Doctor who? And why is everyone in such a ruckus about it? And what on Earth is a TARDIS?" She questioned, hands on hips.

Rose and John exchanged looks.

"Donna, dear," John finally said. "I think it's about time we told you the rest of the story."

"Pull up a seat, sweetheart," Rose said numbly, gesturing to a folding chair propped up against the wall. Donna jogged towards it (How she loved the feeling of running, with her coat fanning out behind her!) and rushed back with it, unfolding it as she went and sitting immediately.

"Okay. Donna, what do you know about your mother and I?" John started out, not wanting to cover anything that they had already gone through.

"I know that you're both from a parallel dimension, and that you, Dad, are a clone. And...that's it. Why?" She asked curiously. "Is there anything else?"

"Well. Let me tell you a story, Donna," Rose said, smiling sadly. "Of an amazing man and his little blue box."

Donna shrugged. She loved a good story, and the way that her mother told them was enchanting, as if she had been to all those places before, and was reminiscing.

"There once was a man called the Doctor. This man wasn't human; he was of an alien race called the Time Lords." Donna gave an involuntary little shudder at the name, then raised a surprised eyebrow. She had never done that before.

"Time Lords are special. They can see all of time - what was to come, what has happened, what could have been, and what should never be," Rose continued. "And the Doctor was the last of them. There had been a terrible war, and all the Time Lords had been killed off, except the Doctor. He stole a Time and Relative Dimension in Space machine, a TARDIS, and survived. And he was so lonely, and so sad."

Rose stopped. John squeezed her hand, knowing that the only reason she didn't continue was because of him. She didn't want him reliving all of it. "It's okay, you're okay," he whispered to her.

She took a deep breath. "But he found someone," she whispered, smiling a bit. Donna stared at her parents, entranced. It was obvious, painfully obvious, that this wasn't just a story.

"He found a girl, only nineteen years old, who worked in a shop and had dropped out of school," Rose laughed a little. "He saved her from these mannequins that had been brought to life, and together they saved the world all in one day." John couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face. "He asked her to go with him, and she said..."

Donna smiled dreamily. She knew what the answer would be.

"...No."

The Time Lord's daughter shot upright, shock evident on her face. "What?!" She exclaimed. "What?! What?"

Rose and John were laughing, sharing something secretly. "She said no the first time," John explained. "And he left. But then he came back, after going a few years and realizing that he had just left a beautiful, hard-headed, strong, intelligent girl back there." Rose blushed, and she and John shared a special look. "He high tailed it around, and asked again, and she said yes."

"And they traveled together, saving planets, galaxies, the entire universe even," Rose smiled. Then her sweet smile faded. "But it had to end eventually."

The two adults paused, their minds flashing back to that terrible, horrible day. Donna waited patiently.

"...They had been trying to save the planet," Rose finally said. "From two types of aliens. You know them both, Donna. The Cybermen and the Daleks," Rose scowled at the names. Donna had been in contact with them once. Once. Then she had been sent home after they realized what they were dealing with, and she never saw either race again. She did hack into the files with her screwdriver, however, and read up all she could on them. She knew, and feared, the two species well.

"The girl had been sent to an alternate dimension with her mum, her father, and her boyfriend. She didn't want to go. She really didn't." Rose whispered. "But she had no choice. She immediately started working on a way to get back to the Doctor, though." Rose stopped speaking and began to stare at her hand, which was intertwined with John's. He got the hint.

Donna began to realize where everything set in. She leaned forwards in her seat a bit.

"The Doctor was just as hurt when she had to go, too, and was able to see her one last time. He sent her a hologram," John continued, "So they could say goodbye. But he never got to say what he wanted to say," John said almost wistfully. "And they didn't get to see each other again for a long, long time."

"And when they did, the universe was in mortal peril!" Laughed Rose. "The girl had found a way back into the Doctor's dimension to help, one last time, and by the time they were done, there were two doctors. See, the Doctor had lost a hand, but grew it back a long time before. And out of that hand, when the time was right, came another Doctor!" Rose grinned. "They defeated the enemy, and the world was safe again. But the new Doctor was different; he was half human. Only one heart, instead of the two that Time Lords have. And he would age, and he would die. And he decided to spend his life with the girl he loved, in the alternate dimension, and they never saw the true Doctor again.

"Until today," John sighed heavily. "Donna, that girl was your mother, and I'm the clone. And today, my original is coming for a visit."

Donna sat there for a while. Thinking. She liked to think everything over, to process it in her head before deciding what was going to come out of her mouth. She was fully aware of her father and her mother, and even her Godfather staring at her intensely, waiting for her reaction, but at the moment she simply did not care. She just wanted to think about what she just learned about her family, what she really should have known from the beginning.

When she opened her mouth, the only thing that she could think of to say was, "So...I'm a fourth Time Lord? Does that make me an alien?"

There was a moment of silence.

Then Captain Jack Harkness, the man who had stayed serious and stony-faced during the entire speech, couldn't hold it in anymore. His laughter spluttered out of him like a waterfall, ending with him laughing so hard his face turned red. Rose, too, eventually giggled, and John let out an amused "Ha!" Of excitement.

Donna giggled. "No...really. Am I an alien?"

Rose shook her head as she laughed, grabbing one of Donna's hands in her own. "Oh, Donna, there's not enough Time Lord in you to qualify you to be an actual alien. But to other planets, you're a perfectly alien...thing," she chuckled.

"Hmmmm. Okay, I like that answer," Donna grinned. "So, what do I call your original?"

"Doctor," John chuckled.

Donna's brow furrowed. "Doctor who?" she asked.

"Oh, just the Doctor," Rose laughed. "I asked the same thing when he took me away. I wonder where he is right now."

A rap on the door behind them startled Donna into looking up, and her mouth hung open for a moment before snapping shut. Rose and John stood, and slowly turned around to see the Doctor outside, knocking on the door and grinning widely. Jack was the first to act, jumping up and unlocking the door.

"...May I help you?" Jack said after a good long awkward silence.

"Ah, yes. My spaceship crashed. Could I have a bit of assistance?" The Doctor asked charmingly, stuffing his hands in his pockets and rocking on his heels. He didn't see Rose, or John, or Donna yet from behind Jack.

"Doctor..." Rose murmured, stepping out from behind her friend. She had tried to prepare herself mentally as best she could, but it all went down the drain as she looked at the man she had loved- still loved, even. He hadn't changed a bit, down to his dirty red converse.

The fake smile slid off the Doctor's face when he saw her, her hair in a bun, dressed in black slacks and a red blouse. She looked beautiful as ever, and he knew he couldn't keep up the false joy. Not with her, anyways

"Hello, Rose," he said heavily, a small smile on his face. "Nice seeing you again."

John moved out from behind Jack and Rose, placing a protective arm around his wife. The happy grin returned to the Doctor's face. "John! Blimey, it's nice to see you too! You're looking great, both of you," he added, beaming. The smile and charm was replaced with curiousity when Donna stepped out. "And who's this?" He murmured, studying Donna.

Rose pulled Donna out in front of her. "This is Donna," she smiled down at Donna, who was studying the Doctor with enthusiastic curiousity. "She's our daughter," she added, watching hesitantly as the Doctor's eyes grew wide.

Okay. I would just like anyone who thinks that my writing is complete crap to know that I have not slept a wink tonight, I finished this chapter at 5 in the morning, and I started writing these last two chapters at 1 am. I like them, personally, but to others, they might be a bit crappy.

But, I digress. I want to know what you think! Please tell me! The next chapter should be up sometime today, perhaps?