Late at night, a baby's cry rang through the Tyler mansion in central London. Rose Tyler wiped the sleep from her eyes and sleepily leaned over to turn on the lamp next to the bed. The small bassinet was just a couple of steps away, and the little girl inside was none too pleased with the fact that she had gone almost a whole hour without attention. Rose sighed and picked the child up, sitting down in the rocking chair near the window. Though it had been almost a year and a half, she was still adjusting to this new way of life. Up until now, she had been living the life of a working-class shopgirl, and now, catapulted into a parallel universe, found herself living the life of an heiress to a grand fortune. Though her father had some difficult explanations as to why all of a sudden a daughter had appeared where previously there had been none, and one that was a full-grown woman to boot. Her mother was easier to explain, as at least there had been a version of her in this universe. Pete Tyler made it known that he and his wife had wished privacy for their daughter as she grew up, which is why she was not in the press or at official functions with her parents. Of course, this had led to gossip that she was, in fact, a secret love child that the rich and, now pretty powerful, Tylers had wanted to hide away, and that, now that Pete and Jackie were past childbearing years, she was being "legitimized" as the heiress to Vitex. Rose laughed whenever she saw those magazines. It sounded like her father was Henry VIII, doing whatever he could to ensure a sound succession. Rose heard the door open behind her.

"How's her little ladyship?" Jackie Tyler asked as she came in to find her daughter rocking her granddaughter.

"She was doing well. I don't know how I'll ever get a full night's sleep again."

"I thought much the same thing with you," Jackie replied, "She'll get her schedule down, just like you did.

"I just wish he was here." Rose said. Jackie nodded, not needing to ask at all who this 'he' was. They both remembered well the day they had both came here. Jackie arrived first, sent over by the Doctor to save her life. Rose had refused, and she went (literally) screaming. When she had fallen through the void, there was no way of knowing that she was 2 weeks pregnant with a baby girl. She wondered what the Doctor would think of her, sitting her rocking their daughter, now 4 months old.

"Maybe she just doesn't need the sleep?" Jackie wondered. Though Owen, lead medic at Torchwood, had looked the child over, this mix of Time Lord and human genes had never been seen before.

"He never did." Rose said, "Whenever I would start yawning, he would curse my human circadian rhythm."

"That sounds like him, yeah." Jackie said with a smile. She mussed her daughter's hair and gave her a kiss on the forehead, "You'll get it down."

Rose smiled back at her mum, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked down at the little girl she was holding. She had just the beginnings of dark-blonde hair, a perfect mix of both parents, and the freckles that were starting to show around her little nose and cheeks mirrored the Doctor's almost perfectly. She watched as the baby girl slowly blinked her brown eyes, heaving a deep sigh and finally going to sleep. Rose gave her own daughter a kiss on the forehead. After a couple minutes, Rose gingerly set little Lilly back into the bassinet, and got back into her own bed. The Tyler household was asleep once again.