Forget Me Not

When the TARDIS takes the Doctor (that'd be the tenth, ladies and gents) and Rose to an obscure little cottage in the middle of nowhere, they are faced with a dangerous alien, as the Doctor always is, and the underlying relationship that all of us Whovians know exist between the Doctor and Rose comes into the light. It's the story that Russell T Davies and Steven Moffat would never give their fans the satisfaction of seeing- but that's what I'm here for. Allons-y!


12. Cradle

Rose looked down at the baby that was just given to her. She didn’t know what to think. Just yesterday she was nowhere near pregnant, and suddenly she had a son of her own. Not to mention that he was also the son of a Time Lord, the Doctor, but Rose wasn’t even ready to think about that yet. She still had to wrap her head around the fact that she was a mother. Normally, she would’ve had nine months to get used to this…

“Wow.” The Doctor brought Rose back from the sea of thoughts she was drowning in. He was staring in wonder at the baby in Rose’s arms like he had never seen something so amazing. The baby fidgeted and stuck out his arm, grabbing on to Rose’s hair and pulling it close to him. Rose slid her hair out of his grasp, and the Doctor offered him a finger to hold on to instead. The baby gladly accepted and returned to his tranquil, sleep-like manner.

“Yeah. Wow.” Rose still wasn’t sure how to handle things, but she did notice that Ben was still standing in the TARDIS, admiring how big is was on the inside in comparison to how it was on the outside.

“Well,” he started, “I should probably get back to my planet. Are you, by any chance, a Time Lord, Doctor?”

The Doctor looked up and Ben and said, “Yes. I am.”

Ben’s eyes widened as he replied, “Oh. Then it’s a pleasure to meet you, Doctor. I didn’t think I’d ever see a Time Lord again. Thank you for that.” The baby moved in Rose’s arms, threatening to cry again. Ben waddled to the door of the TARDIS and waved a quiet goodbye, so as not to wake the baby. The Doctor and Rose smiled back at him as the Doctor mouthed, “Thank you,” again, and Ben left.

The Doctor looked back at Rose and his son, and he noticed that they were all still sitting on the floor. The Doctor lifted Rose up and sat her back down in the nearest chair. He then went to the TARDIS controls and started pulling up all sorts of detailed information on human babies, occasionally looking over his shoulder at Rose and the baby to confirm his hunch.

“Rose. He’s not normal.” The Doctor had turned to face her, and she was sitting with her legs crossed and the baby nestled in her arms.

She scoffed. “Well, obviously! He’s half Time Lord, I think it would be easy to tell that he’s not normal.”

“Yes, I know that, but he’s not even normal there. Going off of what I just looked up about human babies and what I know about Time Lord babies, he shouldn’t be that big. He was born a few minutes ago, not a few months ago.” The Doctor was clearly worried, which Rose noticed but didn’t really think about, because she was worried, too.

She looked back down at the baby in her arms. Now that it was pointed out to her, he was big for a newborn. Really big. He could’ve passed for being six months old, even though she swore he was normal sized when he was first handed to her, just after being born.

The Doctor came and sat down next to Rose, putting an arm around her and the baby. He kept his voice low when he said, “Rose, I think I know what’s happening. Remember the drug that was being fed to you and him through a tube? The drug to make him grow faster in the womb?”

Rose’s face darkened as she nodded. The Doctor continued, “It must still be in his bloodstream. Still working in him, making him grow faster than he should. I don’t know how long it will take to wear off. I don’t know what else it will do to him. But, whatever is in him is also in me, so I’ll know from a personal standpoint.”

“What?! How is the drug in you, too?” Rose could hardly keep quiet, and the baby responded by crying.

“Oh, shh, it’s okay. Maybe we should find him a proper bed,” Rose suggested. She and the Doctor walked off into the TARDIS, with the Doctor leading them to a room far from the main control room. When he opened the door, Rose was surprised to see a small room with only a wooden cradle in it. There was some weird pattern with circles on the side, but it was complete with a mobile and a blue cushion for the baby to lie comfortably. The Doctor approached it and ran his hand along the side, like he was happy to see it after a long time of being away. Rose gently placed the baby in the cradle, and the Doctor rocked him while slowly spinning the mobile. The baby stopped crying instantly, staring in wonder at the little planets and stars swirling above him.

Breaking the silence that had settled in the room, Rose quietly said, “He doesn’t even have a name.”

The Doctor looked up at her. “What?”

“He’s sick, he’s got some drug in him that we don’t know anything about. He could be dying, and he doesn’t even have a name.” She started tearing up, stifling soft sobs at the fear of losing her brand new baby.

The Doctor walked over to her and wrapped her in a hug. He let her cry for a moment before saying, “Aw, he’s not dying. He’ll be fine. I haven’t died yet, have I? For all we know, the Time Lord in him could regenerate if things get too bad. Same with me. We’ll all be fine, Rose. You do have a point, though. We can’t have a nameless baby, and I can’t have a nameless traveling companion. Fritz’s name came soon enough, I’m sure we’ll find our son one, too.”

Rose stopped crying. “You called him ‘our son.’”

“I did. That’s what he is. Are you okay with that?”

“Yes, of course, I was just surprised to hear you say it. You haven’t been up front about your feelings lately, but then again, you’ve never been up front about your feelings. To hear you say something like that wasn’t expected, that’s all.”

The Doctor sighed. “I know I’m not as open about how I feel as most people are. I can’t imagine what it’s like trying to figure out what’s going on inside of my head. But Rose, if you want me to be more open, then I’ll be more open. I’m glad we have a son. I’m thankful that you’re okay and that I got to you before anything else happened to you two in that disgusting laboratory. I promise you that I will do everything in my power to make sure of the safety of you and our baby until I die. Rose Tyler, I love you, and I love that we have a family together.”

Rose was blown away by the Doctor’s sudden revelation of how he felt. She didn’t even think before kissing him, and he kissed her back. 

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