The Doctor sat at the desk feeling as if the entire time vortex was ripping through his head. Which in retrospect was impossible. If the time vortex was to rip through his head, he would be six feet under by now. No, that was not what was happening; He couldn't concentrate on the sea of voices that surrounded him. The computer screen came in and out of focus and the numbers blurred. He breathed heavily.

"John?"

The person was swaying from side to side, its voice ambiguous.

"John?"

The Doctor looked up and the person came into focus. It was Andrea, Harrison's partner in Human Resources. She had dyed her hair a dirty blonde which fell across her face with simple elegance. He grabbed her arm to stop himself from feeling dizzy.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

He nodded. "Water," He muttered, croaking. Andrea passed a bottle of water and he drank deeply.

"Are you feeling okay?" She asked.

Pain shot through him as if on cue. He almost fell out of his seat, clutching at her arms. "Get Rose!" He began to shout.

"John? John? That's it I'm calling the ambulance!"

"No!" He seethed. "Get Rose!"

The Doctor flitted through consciousness and unconsciousness. Barely aware of his surroundings he struggled against the dark and the pain not knowing whether he was alive or dead. All he did know was that his alien self… the Proper Doctor was in trouble.

He opened his eyes to see Rose, looking over him, concerned. Her words merged together, not making sense. He tried to speak out but felt her finger on his lips telling him not to speak.

Darkness again. God almighty.

He woke, looking up. Rose again. Her sweet smile. They were moving. He peered around to have a look. Pete was driving them.

"How is he?" He asked.

"I dunno," He heard Rose reply. "Doctor what's wrong? You gotta tell us,"

He breathed as the heat began to build in his mind and then it went dark again.

The darkness was comforting. In this he managed to think about what was happening. The pain wasn't from anything that had happened to him. Something was wrong with his other self.

Back from the darkness again. He looked up and saw Rose leaning over him, wiping his face. He was sweating. He blinked up at her.

"Doctor," She said. "Please tell me what's wrong,"

He murmured a few words but nothing consistent.

The darkness struck again.

Rose leaned over and wiped his face daintily. "Doctor," She said. "Please wake up."

Nothing.

"Doctor," She said, kneeling beside his arm. She stepped back for a moment. A sudden wave of déjà vu hit her. This felt too familiar. Feeling sick, she ran from the room. Jackie looked up as she poured herself a glass of water.

"You alright honey?" She asked.

Rose nodded. "I'm fine." She muttered. "I just… It felt like Christmas day, y'know?"

Jackie stood up. "The Christmas when he was having trouble with his… What's it called? Regeneration?"

"Yeah," Rose muttered. "It's fine though."

"Something else is wrong," Pete said.

Rose frowned at him. "How the hell-"

"Call it a father's instinct." He shrugged.

Rose said nothing. "I'm fine really," She said.

Jackie sighed. "Do you want me to go through and watch him?"

Rose shook her head. "No, it's fine. I'll…" She tipped the water out into the basin and sighed. "I gotta go…" She bit her lips.

Jackie stood up and rubbed her daughter's arms. "Eh? Sweetheart? What's wrong? You seem off colour."

"Just feeling a little sick," Rose replied. "It's nothing really,"

"Well don't come near Tony," Pete said. "We don't need a sick baby on our hands as well as a sick…" He motioned to the bedroom door. "Whatever he is."

"Dad!"

"Well I don't know!" He said defensive. "For all I know he could have green blood!"

Rose stared at her dad for a moment before stalking back to the room, kicking the door shut. She shut the door with her foot and climbed beside him. Carefully she pressed her face into his chest.

"It's okay," She whispered. "I'm here for you."

No reply.

Rose woke up, exhausted. It was about four-fifteen in the morning. She looked over to the Doctor. He was gone. Her heart missed a beat. She sat up.

"Doctor?" She called, her voice strangled.

She flung herself off the bed and tore into the living room. The Doctor was helping himself to some coffee, wearing his boxer shorts and checked dressing gown. He looked sombre.

"Morning," He said brightly.

"What the hell?" Rose asked. "What the hell was wrong with you?"

"Mm?" The Doctor asked.

"I've been looking after you for nearly two days," Rose said, moving closer. "You were completely out of it."

"Yeah…"

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Doctor!"

"What?"

"Answer me. Tell me what happened to you." Rose said.

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me; I'm sick of you lying to me."

The Doctor sighed and put his coffee mug down. "It was nothing really,"

"Nothing? You call that nothing? You were out of it!"

"Rose don't-"

"Tell me what was wrong with you!"

A moment of silence passed between. The Doctor sighed again and rubbed his chin. "Alright. Alright. Regeneration."

"What? I thought you couldn't regenerate. You look the same and there was no… Explosion." Rose said.

"It wasn't me who was regenerating." The Doctor hopped onto the kitchen counter, sitting near the sink.

"The other Doctor was regenerating?" Rose asked. "How… How is it possible for you… I don't…"

The Doctor sighed again. "Alright, I never told you this because… because you would get angry at me. But, I still have a link to him. I can still, communicate with him and I still feel when he regenerates."

Rose backed away. "He's regenerated?"

"It appears so," The Doctor shrugged taking a sip of his coffee.

"Wait, communicate with him?"

"Telepathically,"

"How is that even possible? You're living in parallel universes!"

"Time Lord, remember." The Doctor said. "He is my creator. I am linked to him no matter what happens."

Rose looked saddened.

"I shouldn't have told you," The Doctor sighed. "I knew it. You still want him. Now that you have me to communicate with him, you're going to try and reach him."

Rose put her finger to his lips, shushing him. "If he's not you anymore, I don't want him." She said. She smiled feebly and kissed him softly. They pulled apart staring at each other. "So… this feeling his pain at the same time he does… How long will that continue?" She asked.

The Doctor sniffed. "It will lessen after a few regenerations. Soon I will be so disconnected from him that all it will be is a niggle at the back of my mind."

Rose smiled. "So… what's he like? Does he have two heads?"

The Doctor laughed. He scrunched up his face trying to think. "Well… he's a bit… Odd.."

"Odd?"

"Yes."

"How so?"

"He likes bow-ties."

"Oh my god,"

"Yeah… And suspenders… And roll up trousers…"

"Are you sure he's you and not the Las Vegas act that you want to do?" Rose asked.

"The cheek!" He said. "And he likes wearing tweed."

"Sounds like my old English Teacher." Rose said.

"Looks like your old English teacher. His nose and his chin meet in the middle of his mouth." The Doctor closed his eyes. "And he's still not ginger."

"Oh, he'll be annoyed with that. What colour of hair does he have?"

"Brown…"

"Ah, he definitely will not be happy about that. And his eyes."

"A sort of bluey-green."

"Not as deep as your eyes then."

The Doctor looked at her, smiling. She grinned. "You're the only one I really want now." She sighed. "As we are confessing, I think I should tell you something."

"That you're pregnant?" The Doctor asked.

Rose's eyes widened. "How did you know about that?"

"Found your test in the bin," The Doctor replied, getting down from the counter, and giving his mug a quick rinse.

"When?"

"Does it matter?"

"You had no right to look through it! Are you suspicious of me or something?"

"What?" The Doctor looked at her. "It was hardly concealed. And I do trust you,"

"So why didn't you mention it before?" Rose demanded.

"Uh… Hello?" The Doctor pointed through to the bedroom.

"Oh… Yeah…."

"Anyway, I think it's great,"

"You do?"

"Unless you think otherwise,"

"I think its fantastic news."

"Well then, so do I," He grinned. "We're gonna have a kid."

"We're going to have a kid," Rose smiled tearfully. She grinned excitedly then leapt onto the Doctor wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He laughed happily and kissed her.

"We're gonna have a baby!"

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