I've got one life, Rose Tyler.

Hello there! You might know me as The Doctor. You might know me as John Tyler. You might not know me at all. What you ought to know is that I used to do a lot of running. But I'm not running anymore. Because I have everything I've ever wanted. Everything I ever dreamed.

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Me, Meet Me || Eleven and Tentoo

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[The Doctor laughed, a genuine-sounding burst of laughter as his head as thrown back.] “Oh, that’s brilliant, do you have pictures?” [Before he could care about an answer, he stopped dead in his tracks, hope-filled eyes locking on Tentoo’s.] “You did what?”

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[The human's hands found his pockets with a grin as he nodded, noting he'd have to pull out that photo again as he did for Amy. He kept lax as the time lord realized what he'd said, nodding once more.] "Well, see, thing is, our minds...are connected. Considerin' th'metacrisis. Sometimes, I feel things she feels. Pain. Thoughts on occasion, too, which's odd, but I digress. Only happened when I was in this world, though, not across the void." [He began circling the console as he spoke, pacing.] "So I took off th'block you put on, remindin' her. When th'time energy began floodin' into her head, I took it into mine. To be honest, wasn't sure I'd be fine. But she didn't deserve that. Knocked out, but considerin' I started time lord...I ended up okay. Her too. Don't y'recall us messin' with you when y'were all human-y? When y'found us passed out?"

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"S’pose," [He admitted, noting the slightly dishonest look in the time lord’s eyes.] "But seems like you went on well. Found good mates, good people t’go on travelin’ with. Really only properly spoken t’Amy a while but she’s grand. Lot like Donna in ways, did you notice...

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"Dyed it ginger once, just t'see," [He admitted with a chuckle, shaking his head.] "Took about two years t' recover. A month f'the dye to get out'n the rest for Rose t'stop makin'jokes."

"I know y'do, don't worry." [They were honest, and they were both the Doctor; merely on different paths.] "Oh! Meant t' tell you. Donna, I realized what y'had to do... And I get't, but I fixed'r. She remembers!"

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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"Just made the most sense," [he explained, not wanting to get into the way he felt.] "You needed her, she needed you, you’re both mortal." [He raised his nonexistent eyebrows at ‘James’ or whoever before taking on a defensive stance, arms folded over his chest.] “Oi, what else am I supposed to call you? Doctor II? Two? That’s nonsense, I forgot how nonsense I used to be.” 

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"S'pose," [He admitted, noting the slightly dishonest look in the time lord's eyes.] "But seems like you went on well. Found good mates, good people t'go on travelin' with. Really only properly spoken t'Amy a while but she's grand. Lot like Donna in ways, did you notice that?" [He smiled slightly, trying to convince the other that he was in no way 'offended' by the title.] "No, just--it'll do. But I'm you'n you're me--least we were, once upon a time. Now we've grown separately and proper. But'm still th'Doctor. With that bit'f Donna that Rose doesn't particularly appreciate when I've just gotten into a row or wake up in a miserable state."

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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"John Tyler? Good on you, mate."

"Still doesn’t solve the problem, though. Anyone calls you ‘John’, I’ll think they’re talking to me. Anyone calls you ‘Doctor’ and it’ll be worse." [He walked about, hands clasped behind his back.] "You’re my tenth incarnation, yeah? Well, technically the eleventh but ‘eleven’ is a rubbish title. Tensie? Tengo? Ten Ten the Tendigo?" [He rattled them off, before spinning back around and pointing at him.] "Tentoo!"

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"Worked for it." [The sentence came with a chuckle, honest as it was.] "Thank you. For...doin' that. We both know y'didn't really have to." [He lowered his eyes, rocking on his heels.] "If you'd've said one word, she would've gone with ya. Didn't even speak t'me f'ages over there. Nearly a year."

[The grimace on the brunette's face only grew as his time lord counterpart began spewing out all kinds of nonsense and puns, his brow furrowing in concern until he turned back with a shout.] "Tentoo? And what's that meant to mean?"

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Butterfly Kisses at Night || Tentoo + Rose

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            “We’re gonna be parents.” Her voice breaks at the last word, all the things she had kept bottled up inside while she assumed he had been fast asleep beside her rushing to get out, to fill the air around them and she had to press her lips together in an attempt to prevent them from trembling. This had been expected of course, the happiness, the awe emanating from both of them for how could it not have been? After so long together, after their feelings for one another had finally been spoken aloud, their chance fought for and won, she’d be daft to believe that anything other than this would have occurred. Perhaps if it were any other man, but this was not any other man, this was her man and when had he ever been anything other than fantastic, than extraordinary? Breaking all the rules and making his own to replace them, this man of hers.

"Can you believe it?" Her voice is quivering around the words as her hands lift, move to his face, palms meeting his cheeks as if she just wanted to hold him there, as if she needed him right where she was in order to keep grounded herself when she felt so happy she could fly and it had been a while since she had felt this elated, this much anticipation clenching her stomach until it almost hurt to breath, since her day in a white dress she had almost changed, came so close to ordering it in purple pinstripes because no matter how odd it would have looked, it would have made perfect sense to them and that was really all that mattered, was it not? "We’re having a baby." Had she said that already? She wasn’t quite sure, her mind bouncing and bouncing, far too busy attempting to see into the future, to see what it held for them to keep track of the words that had already past through her wide grin.

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Parents. The word echoes in his mind over and over again like a ghost, something that couldn't ever completely be real for him--and yet, here he was, properly aging, properly in love, and properly about to be a father. Have a family like he hadn't had in years and years, and a different family that he'd never had. One that was stable and his own and unchanging as were the ways of Gallifrey and the Time Lords. The grin on his face was absolutely stupid, he was sure of it; but in no way was he ashamed. Because in that second, the Doctor could swear that he'd never actually been happier. The human Doctor, he'd been born in loving this woman--running to her, not even realizing he'd been in harms way because she was there. And now, she was there for good. And they were all here to stay.

His eyes lock on hers as her hands frame his cheeks, the sheer joy in both their expressions unmistakable. "No," He breathed. "No, I can't. I couldn't have imagined any of this in my absolute wildest dreams. I'd swear I was asleep if I hadn't been just layin' down t'do that," He continued with a soft laugh. "We're having a baby, Rose Tyler," The Doctor stated, one hand unable to remove itself from her stomach, and the other finding its way to her hair. "No more running. Not right now." That's what he'd first told her. Run. He'd always been running, the two of them, even when he'd become human. But this wasn't a time for running or being reckless; for the first time in his life, the Doctor was perfectly fine with staying exactly where he was.

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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"What’s the worst that can happen?" [he asked rhetorically, wide smile back in place as if he’d never left.]

[He didn’t answer his next statement, because he already knew that there was no way he was letting him go out into danger, especially not after the news he just gave him.] “What’m I supposed to call you? I can’t very well call you Doctor, now can I? That’ll get confusing… already is, a bit.”

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"Could name a few, but'm far too happy t'be thinkin' 'bout the negatives now." [It was true. There were so many terrifying aspects to it all, but that wasn't what was on the human Doctor's mind right now.]

"Well, in Pete's World, they just call me th'Doctor. I mean, considerin' I am. But on papers and whatnot I've got t'have a proper name and all. That's John Tyler." [Smith had been something he'd created for himself hundreds of years ago. An alias for so long. But marrying Rose? Being a part of her family? That was real.]

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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"That’s brilliant mate. I’m happy for you."

[He was; he’d known just how badly his last incarnation had wanted to be with Rose, how human he was in comparison to the rest of them. If anyone was going to end up like he did, it should’ve been him.] “It’s simple. Keep yourself and her safe. Don’t go running off and acting clever just because you can.”

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"...Thanks. Thank you. Really."

"I can be safe and clever. And one thing I know's that even'f I'm a bit more vulnerable now, I'm helpin' take care'f you. Cause you're me, n'I'm you and you'll go off'n there actin' clever 'cause you can. I promise I won't. Got a bit much t'worry about. But that doesn't mean m'not gonna help you'r make sure you don't go off gettin' a different face anytime soon, you hear me?"

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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[The Doctor didn’t stop poking buttons until his human counterpart spoke, his face falling and mouth parting in surprise.]

"I— erm…"

"That changes things, a bit."

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[For a moment, the brunette just stood there, eyes focused on his trainers as he shifted slightly, hands gripping on the console across from the time lord.]

"It does. I mean--I'm happy, don't want't t'seem like'm not, never been happier, really, but--she's only just told me, and...well, bit difficult to just pop off. Don't really know how't goes from here. Especially now that things're gettin' madder."

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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[The Doctor was well aware of what was going on in other him's head, and he wanted to remain a step ahead.] “So! Family of Blood, somewhere on earth, looking for me, looking for you, looking for our friends— I've gotta find them, gotta stop them. I can't run anymore, they no doubt already sense that there's a proper time lord here in London.” [He took off, stepping away from his human counterpart and spinning, his coattails flying behind him in a way that felt comfortable and foreign at the same time. He fixed his eyes on the TARDIS control buttons, which were slightly different on his own TARDIS, but they provided a sense of familiarity all the same.] 

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[The human Doctor's breath hitched in his throat as the time lord began rambling on. He wanted to interrupt him, wanted to explain to him that things weren't nearly as simple as they used to be when he'd had two hearts and not another care in the world. If the Family of Blood was back and after them, it could only ever end poorly. It always did. He kept opening his mouth to say things, but the Doctor went on, turning to the console and going off as he--they--always did. There was far more at risk than the time lord knew. Finally, the nerves and emotions building in him, he managed to cut in, raising his voice just slightly.] "Rose is having a baby, Doctor."

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Butterfly Kisses at Night || Tentoo + Rose

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A smile was stifled against fair flesh at his words. She had been rather fond of that suit- all his suits really from pinstriped to solid- but the knowledge that it had been chosen for her of all things lit something soft and warm within and it was flattering in a way only he could accomplish. Her ears caught his prattling as her fingers drew patterns above his heart, attempting to follow the paths his own against the sensitive skin of her neck before giving up, switching to absent words and absent pictures and it almost reminded her of that game she had played in primary; tracing things along someones back and wondering if they could guess correctly but this was no game and the guess had nothing to do with figures emerging from fingertips. Teeth found her lower lip when silence prevailed, the soft rumble of words sliding from his chest dissipating and her fingers halted in their ministrations for a moment before they continued, slower this time, more weight behind the pads of her fingers.

She knew the exact moment her meaning reached him, he understood what her question was hinting at and as he propped himself up, her eyes followed, honey locking into brown that shone with the thoughts, emotions warring within him. A moment of silence, eyes searching the endearing visage before lips twisted into an almost bashful smile. “Yeah.” Rose whispered softly, affirmation barely audible as if any louder and the spell would be broken, it would prove to be a simple fluke and wouldn’t that just kill her? A hand wrapped around his wrist, bringing it closer until his palm rested against her abdomen despite the fact that it was too soon, the life growing within her too young and small to let itself be known by any way that wasn’t a white stick or a trip to a doctor. “Yeah.” She repeated, voice stronger this time, happiness melding with the singular word as her hand shifted to cover his as if to keep it in it’s location. “We are.”

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What was probably seconds felt like an eternity to the brunette, unsure if his single heart had stopped beating or was beating far too quickly for him to even notice. Now she was just teasing him, holding his hand as he teetered on the edge of a thousand emotions waiting for complete affirmation for what he was nearly completely sure of, now. And then, she smiled; that smile that she'd given him a thousand times over their travels together, both time lord and human. His own face mirrored it, his breath catching in his throat, unable to decide whether or not he was about to cry, laugh--so terribly human of him. And he loved it. "Yeah," He confirmed, the grin still plastered on his face as he chuckled the word.

His eyes only broke from hers as he felt her reach for his wrist, placing it on her. His hand couldn't help shaking as he thought about what lay so very young beneath it, his fingertips falling into their own rhythm of writing in his first language on her stomach. I love you. "We're having a baby," He finally whispered, his eyes looking back up at his wife. The words left his lips like they were a fairytale, or something he could've dreamed about in years ago after she'd been pulled away from him. But no; the Doctor was sure that this was reality. And he wouldn't trade it for anything. Slowly, he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips before resting their foreheads against each other. "Our baby."

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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[He was taken aback by the invitation to their wedding, though he wasn’t entirely sure why as he thought about it further.] “Maybe I’ll try that, yeah. You’ll have to fix me up on the science of how you got here later.” 

[He listened as the meta-crisis Doctor spoke, listening carefully, finally realizing where the conversation was going by the very end.] “Oh!” [he exclaimed, not at all concerned, however a bit sad for this echo of Clara he’d probably never met, himself.] “Oh, that wasn’t her! Well, it was her, but it wasn’t proper her. Long story there. Short version? She jumped into our time stream and became a billion echoes of herself. Never thought that’d happen, huh? I’m sorry to hear about not-Clara Clara, really, I am… but it wasn’t her. Bit of a fright, isn’t it?” [He rattled on, hoping that his obvious human feelings toward Clara weren’t addressed… because he wasn’t even sure about them right now, himself. And there was no way he was going to bullshit himself. Not easily. He was a good liar, but so was… himself.]

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"Not too terrible--a bit bumpy, yeah, but overall didn't suffer any proper damages." [Really, their ability to get here was largely based on Torchwood's help, which he was much less than thrilled to take. But some things take priority.] "Worth it all, anyway. Though...bit more nervous about going back, if'm bein' honest. Bit more on th'line this time 'round."

[The look of concern on his face transformed into one of confusion as the Doctor seemed to take the news quite well--and then shock, as he went on explaining the situation with Clara. Things began falling into place into his mind as all of the times that he couldn't quite explain how he'd gotten out of something made sense. Bit of a fright was an absolute understatement; at first, it'd been terrifying that they'd lost a girl who seemed to know more about the Doctor and life they used to life. But when he'd seen her here, it became more and more clear that not only was she traveling with the Doctor, but he cared about her on a heavier level.] "Just...just glad she's alright. Proper her, that is." [Shuffling his feet, he looked down for a moment, giving him a knowing grin--he'd remembered having that mind, that head afraid to get too attached. So he wouldn't pry. Yet. But it would come.]

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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"That’s good," [he said, walking about the console and peering at everything that now just filled him with nostalgia. After receiving his memories, he’d gone from being no one to being the most powerful weapon in all of Creation. Now, here he was, feeling a bit out of place again in the old console room, like he didn’t belong, somehow.] "That’s right, you married Rose. Congratulations, mate." [He meant it; he’d figured when he let them go together on Pete’s World that it would come to this eventually. More than once he’d wondered when it had happened for them.]

"You think?" [he asked, surprised at the meta-crisis Doctor’s faith in him when he couldn’t even muster up that faith in himself.] "I mean… I mean, I felt like it was, yeah. But I opened the watch too soon. The family of Blood, they’re after me again. Different family members, though. I guess word got back to them what I— what we did to them last time. They’re properly angry, looking for revenge. I figured since I look different, so long as I just passed as a human… they’d leave. Figure I wasn’t on earth. But… that didn’t happen. They’re still on earth, still searching for me. Probably looking for you too, now that I think about it. Blimey… have you been careful or have you been off showing off?" [His tone was accusatory, but not in a malicious way, a concern evident in his tone.]

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[As the time lord wandered, looking over the console room that was probably somewhat foreign to him after all this time, the human Doctor couldn't help feeling a bit proud at everything he'd done and worked on. It'd taken more than a few sleepless nights which hadn't been nearly as easy with the human anatomy and a good amount of frustration, but he didn't regret a single thing. His expression turned from pride to easy bliss, though, at the Doctor's kind words.] "Proper and everything," [He said softly, glancing down and twisting the ring on his finger.] "If you ever get your TARDIS working off in Pete's World, you should go. Would've liked to have you." [Suddenly, he finds himself quiet, needing to get something off his chest.] "There's another bit, too."

[He nodded in reply to the Doctor. Sure, there had been moments where he'd been stressed and concerned for what was coming out of this, but somehow, they always managed to pull through, even if he couldn't quite explain.] "Figured it 'ought t'be something like them if someone had us comin' here. I..." [How was he supposed to approach the idea that the Doctor's current companion had died in their universe?] "I spoke to Amy, Doctor. She's all in her head and the like, and...well, we figured you were traveling with Clara. ...She's th'reason Rose'n I showed here. Worked at Torchwood in Pete's World a while, and...told us y'needed help. ...She died off on a mission not too long after that."

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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"Been a while since I’ve seen this," [he said, stepping properly into the TARDIS, purposefully avoiding talking about his… episode the last time he was here.] Mine looks different now. Long story… regeneration, she got incinerated. Poor thing.

[It was strange, knowing how the meta-crisis Doctor felt, how his mind worked, but still not being sure how to greet him… this incarnation of himself was always comfortable with people, but this was himself… a himself he didn’t really like very much as he looked back, but a himself he liked a lot more now that he… wasn’t him.] 

"I bet you’re wondering what all of this was about, eh?"

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"Took a while," [He sighed, shutting the doors behind the pair of them and pacing up to the console. He'd tended to and worked on the TARDIS for the months that Rose had refused to speak to him, nonetheless look at him or slightly consider traveling with him again or marrying him or starting a family.] "But I think she looks grand. I'll have t'see the new desktop theme when we've got a chance. Isn't nearly as big, but she's growing. Got a few rooms... Rose's off asleep'n one of'm."

"'Course I am, but figuring you're still quite a bit me and I'm still quite a bit you, I managed to figure that it was for th'best." [It'd been true. He'd resolved to trusting the time lord's judgement, despite all the madness that had come out of it.]

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

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[The Doctor raised his eyebrows at James’— the other Doctor’s— what was he going to call him? greeting. Of course they were perceptive and clever, but was he really that different now?

Well, yes, but still.]

"Hello!"

"Baby TARDIS doesn’t like me." [He cast a glance at the console of the this TARDIS before shifting his gaze back to… him.]

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[He couldn't help laughing quietly at the expression on the time lord's face, sticking his hands into the denim pockets and grinning. Part of him had been terribly worried over all this; but the confidence within him was brimming and absolutely showed.]

"Oh, don't think she doesn't like you. Just isn't used to ya. Bit different. Been a while."

[Certainly more for the time lord, yes, but to him, in human years, passing, fading, decaying human years, it'd been quite long, too. The human Doctor stepped back, inviting the time lord in to the terribly familiar console room.]

"Good t'have you back, though. Charade was gettin' a bit odd."

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me, meet me → ten & eleven

[The Doctor was completely at a loss for what to do with all the information he’d been overwhelmed with. Which was difficult for him to admit to himself, because he always knew what to do. Well, proper him did. John Smith… not so much. It was strange, a sensation that wasn’t entirely foreign to him but not really something he felt himself getting used to. John Smith… he felt like part of him. But it wasn’t him, not really. Were the past few months wasted or were they meaningful?

Oddly, somehow, he felt that it was both.

He couldn’t reflect on that too much, though. After reconnecting with the TARDIS, who was a little cross with him, the Doctor went to the one person he could trust with this situation… himself.

Blimey, he’d really made an arse of himself to… himself. He really wished he couldn’t remember that ‘drunken’ incident with James, but alas—

After locating the second TARDIS, he parked his right outside, careful to shut off the brakes in order to remain silent. Shuffling outside, shoulders hunched in a way they hadn’t been in months, gaze set on the daughter TARDIS, he stood right outside the door and snapped at her. Her doors didn’t open obediently, which caused him to furrow his brows at her. 

"Oh, come on!" he exclaimed, snapping his fingers a dozen more times with increasing frustration before deciding instead to take the less cool way in. Knocking.]

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[Everything about the human Doctor's life as of late was absolutely overwhelming. Good, very good, better than he could have ever really imagined--better than he could have allowed himself to imagine before the past couple of years had occurred and he'd been granted this one life and this immense happiness by his fully time lord self.

He was going to have a family with Rose Tyler. An actual, proper family of their own. And there was absolutely nothing odd about it. Things had never been more domestic for the Doctor.

But there was still the issue of his time lord self and his lack of memories and what exactly he'd done all this for. 

Obviously he was hiding, that was certain, but how long would it be until he managed to come back to?

Of course, those were all concerns meshed within the overwhelming joy and absolute excitement he was experiencing.

But when he'd heard the shouting and knocking on the doors of the TARDIS from the console room as Rose laid asleep in their bed, he'd snapped momentarily out of his stupor, realizing one thing; the Doctor was back.

Hopping from his of the two captain's chairs, he flattened his white t-shirt and straightened his jeans, bouncing to the door, trainer clad. He was quick to open it, an infectious grin covering his spectacled face from not only his news, but also seeing himself back to. "Welcome back, Doctor."

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Butterfly Kisses at Night || Tentoo + Rose

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"Yeah…"A mere murmur of a word as her eyes drifted shut for a moment. Was she? Yes, of course she was and it was a miracle she wasn’t jumping up and down like a child upon their mattress but perhaps she was still in shock, still trying to find a way to announce her news to the other party for she was hardly the only one involved in this. Something that was both of them, in more ways than anything else and it was a frightening thought wasn’t it? Under the cotton candy and champagne feelings spinning, fluffing away within her and it wasn’t something she ever imagined having to pass her lips but perhaps this just reiterated how much she loved this man and the life they had build together, would forever be building together that she had entertained such thoughts on more than one occasion before.

With shuffling movements, Rose moved ever closer to press against him, head fitting under his chin and as one arm wrapped around his slender form her other hand shifted to press against his chest, the thu-thump of his singular heart a familiar pattern against her palm. “Pink or blue?” She finally spoke, the words curling around his collarbones like a whisper. A simple question with a million different meanings, and the true one burying amongst them all. Whether is was caught or not didn’t matter for she’d pose it as many different ways if needed until it was. “Which would you prefer?”

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As she replied, a soft sigh escaped his lips. Yeah. He'd said that yeah a thousand times before, and he knew its tone. It was a yeah of dismissal, of not exactly knowing whether the answer was yes or no. Or, similarly, a yeah of "the answer's no, but I'm sure that's not the answer you'd like to hear". The yeah meant that there was certainly something "up" with Rose Tyler. And though, in the past, she'd pushed him when there'd obviously be something wrong, the human Doctor forced himself not to. Because if there was anyone stubborn--perhaps more--than he, it was his Rose. So he nodded softly, taking her into his arms as she pulled herself closer, still somewhat on edge but momentarily content.

His breathing finally came to a steady rhythm before the blonde spoke again. His face contorted into one of confusion as he resolved that she'd much rather change the topic. "Well," He began, his fingers tracing words in Gallifreyan on her neck casually. "That's a given. Blue. Cause'f th'suit. Y'know, I'd seen you in that and that's what got me grabbin' it," He mused. "'Oh, Rose'll like this', I figured--though we were both in pink-ish shirts at the time, so, s'pose it's a bit of a toss up. You are my pink and yellow girl, but--" Suddenly, something clicked, and the brunette's voice stopped. Pink or blue. Pink or blue. Pink or blue. Pink or blue. His mind took time to process it, missing the inevitable time and time again, until it hit him. Everything fell into place. Immediately, his head popped up from the pillow, his torso shifting as he looked down at her, the expression in his eyes flying between hope and confusion and absolute joy like he hadn't felt since the day he'd said "I do". "Rose," He breathed. "Rose. You're...I'm...I mean, we're..." Everything had stopped apart from the two of them, his entire being on edge as he waited for her to answer.