A/N: Set in Pete's World after Doomsday.
5 Times People Asked Rose Tyler About the Father of Her Baby
1. Telling her Mum.
"Rose, love? Are you alright?" Jackie called, rattling the door handle of her daughter's bedroom.
Rose sniffed and wiped at her eyes with a tissue, trying to get herself together. "Yeah!" she called back, wincing when she heard her own voice come out all shaky. She cleared her throat. "Yeah, I'm fine."
"You don't sound fine," Jackie disagreed. "Let me in, sweetheart."
She sighed. "Alright, hang on." She rolled out of bed ungracefully and took a deep breath in before unlocking her door.
As soon as Jackie stepped into the room, she knew she'd been right; her daughter was definitely not fine. "Oh, Rose. Come here." She hugged her tightly, stroking her hair back from her eyes. "I thought things were getting easier, love? What with your new job and everything?"
Rose pulled back from her mum's embrace and sighed again. "It is. Was. I dunno. I'm okay, it's just..."
"Did you have another dream about him?"
She rolled her eyes. "Mum, I dream about him practically every night, that's nothing new."
"Then what is it that's got you so upset first thing in the morning?"
Rose bit her lip hesitantly. "I think you'd better sit down."
Jackie's brow furrowed in confusion, but she did as Rose asked and sat on the side of the bed. "Well?"
She swallowed thickly, folded her arms defensively, and mumbled, "I'm pregnant."
There was silence for a few moments.
"Hang on, what?" Jackie asked, completely baffled. "Did you just say - "
"Yes. I'm having a baby. You're gonna be a grandma. Sorry."
"But – but - " she spluttered. "How?"
"Mum, I think you know how babies are made."
"Yes, but – but you haven't...here...have you? But – what about...I thought - " Jackie shook her head, trying to gather a coherent thought. "I thought you weren't over the Doctor yet?"
Rose stared at her mum. "Huh?"
"I didn't think you were over him!" Jackie repeated, sounding indignant. "And yet you've been with someone here already? Rose, you know I want you to move on and be happy, but frankly, I'm disappointed in you for doing so this soon, I - "
Rose waved her hand in Jackie's face to get her attention. "Woah, stop a second. Who do you think the father is?"
Jackie shrugged. "How would I know? Mickey hasn't said anything about you getting back together, so is it someone you've met since working at Torchwood?"
She couldn't help but burst out laughing at that, despite the situation. "Mum! Don't be daft! I've not slept with someone since I've been here, how could I? I love the Doctor, I couldn't just go and shag someone else straight away."
"Then..." Jackie's eyes bugged out of her head. "Oh. My. GOD."
"And the penny's dropped," Rose muttered.
"ROSE! You're having an – an – an ALIEN BABY?"
"Shh, keep it down, eh?" said Rose. "Anyway, it's only half-alien, thanks very much."
"Yeah, but – but what if it has tentacles!"
"Do you really think the Doctor has tentacles?"
"Well, I dunno! You two could've been up to all sorts of weird alien sex acts in that blue box of his!"
"Oi!" Rose exclaimed, blushing hotly in embarrassment. "That's completely – completely irrelevant, anyway! What's important is, I'm pregnant with his baby and I lied to him on that beach and said I wasn't. And now he doesn't know that he's going to be a dad again, and I'm stuck here not knowing how long I'm gonna be pregnant for, or what to do when its born, or how to bring up a baby that's half-Time Lord, and, and...oh, Mum, it's gonna be so hard, how can I do this on my own?"
"Oh, sweetheart," sighed Jackie, grabbing her hands and pulling her down next to her. She gave her another tight hug. "We'll get through this, you'll see. Everything's going to be okay. And who knows, eh? The Doctor's pretty clever. Maybe he'll find a way to come through that void thingy, yeah? He won't give up trying to get back to you, I bet. You'll see. Everything will be fine."
"You think so?" Rose sniffed, trying not to start crying again.
"Yes. That is...you definitely want to keep the baby, yeah?"
"Of course I do!" Rose exclaimed.
"Okay, okay – I was just checking, love. Making sure it's what you want."
"I want him here, Mum. I want him here so that I can see the look of horror on his face when I tell him I'm pregnant. I want him here so that I can see that look of horror change into awe, and that awe turn into delight. I keep imagining that look, Mum. He'd be scared, then amazed, then happy. I know he would be. I know he would. 'Cos that's what he's like. That's who he is, who he'd be, for me."
"I know," Jackie agreed, blinking back tears of her own as she rocked her daughter back and forth. "I know."