I wrote a thing for pre-mittens, just accept it my lovelies.

D.R.

He held her hand through the ultrasound. She had fainted only hours before, and she had been frantic about the health of their unborn child.

"Is she alright?" Rose struggled to see the screen that the men were openly gawking at,

"She has two hearts." He managed at long last, as the doctor, one of their own from the Torchwood Institute continued to gape at the screen.

"What do you mean she has two hearts?" Her own heart was clenching painfully at her husband's expression, a mixture of horror and wonder. She had lost her last baby, her's and the Doctor's. She was never meant to carry such a child.

"It means-"

She already knew what it meant, "No!" She cut across him, releasing his hand as if she'd been burnt. "Don't you dare, take it back. She can't be! Maybe they're twins! Just have another look, alright? How could you have missed something like that?" The doctor shook his head handing her the print out.

"I'm so sorry Rose. I didn't think-" The chances were so low that he hadn't even considered them.

"No, shut up, you're not even the proper one, you're not him, you weren't here last time, neither of you were, you've got no right!"

"Rose." He reached for her, flinching as she recoiled in disgust,

"No, get out!" She cried lobbing a kidney shaped bed pan at him.

He was on the roof of the hospital when she found him. He held his hand out to her and she took it, sitting down next to him and tucking herself under his arm.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm just so scared."

"Me too." He said with a heavy sigh.

"They brought me chips." His face lit up with a smile and he plucked one from the offered bag. A speck of light streaked across their field of view, "Do you miss it?"

"Nah. D'you?"

She shook her head, "I thought I would, but being here with you, sitting here eating cold chips, this is so much better than I ever dreamed possible."

They sat there in silence, shoulder to shoulder. "Have you decided on a name?" She shook her head silently. "Ah well, we still have time."

"You still have his memories, right?" She asked tipping her head up, "Tell me about it?"

"About what?"

She snuggled tighter into his side, "Everything."

He chuckled, "I don't think there's enough time in the world for that." Still, he sobered quickly and started "I grew up on a planet called Gallifrey."

Hours later neither had moved until Rose suddenly doubled over, clutching at the bulge of her stomach. "Something's wrong with the baby."

"No, it's too early!" He caught her before she could pitch forward off of the roof. "I need some help up here!" He shouted as she cried out in pain.