Just a little fic and set after series 3. Hope you like it – please review to let me know. Thanks 

It was 7 o ' clock and Martha was stood in her kitchen making coffee, she stifled a yawn as the toaster pinged and she reached for a jar of marmalade. Humming to a song on the radio, Martha brushed a hair off her face. She looked up as the sound of crying reached her ears and Martha hurried out of the kitchen. Turning into the nearest bedroom, she spoke softly,

"Shh, it's ok, don't cry. Mummy's here" Martha bent down and picked up the crying baby, who was wrapped in a soft, pink shawl. She was barely a month old but had already realised that a quick burst of tears was enough to bring Mummy to her in a matter of moments. Martha smiled as she looked down at her daughter, who looked back at her with kind, brown eyes.

"Come on Gabriella, it's time we got you up" She reached into a nearby drawer and pulled out a purple dress, some tiny white tights and little purple booties. Martha dressed the little baby, who squirmed as her mum attempted to put her legs into the tights. Once dressed, she picked up Gabriella in her arms and went off to grab her bottle.

It was after eight when she left the house pushing a cream pushchair in front of her, the baby was now sleeping contentedly and Martha breathed in the cool morning air. It was May, although it was still fairly cold out and Martha had her black coat on, she was going to her parents to drop off Gabriella before heading to Torchwood to give them some UNIT data for an operation, despite the fact she was on maternity leave. Strolling along Martha looked up into the sky and, just for a second, she thought about him. Glancing at her baby she focused on what had to be done that day and what food she needed to buy next time she went to Tesco.

She reached her parents house and sighed, she knew they would soon begin to ask her if she'd spoken to Gabriella's father yet even though she had never completely admitted who it was. The door opened and her mother smiled,

"Martha, darling how are you?"

"I'm fine Mum, you only saw me two days ago!!"

"I know but still I worry about you so much, you're all on your own, no father for Gabriella. I hope you realise it's not right for her to miss out on a daddy who doesn't even know she exists." Francine was frowning at her eldest daughter.

"Mum, just leave it! He didn't want me so why on earth would he want our daughter."

"Martha, come on we both know it wasn't like that. I mean he was a broken man and to be honest I'm very surprised that you came to..." her voice lowered, "sleeping together in THAT way."

Martha glared and spoke very little until she handed Gabriella to her mother and walked back up the path. She was angry at mother for reminding her about everything, her mind remembered that time 10 months ago when he had got her pregnant. She could hardly deny Gabriella was his and everybody knew because his daughter had his eyes. The Doctor's daughter and he didn't even know it.

Ok, first chapter finished and I wrote this really quickly so it might be a lot of waffle but its a while since I wrote anything and I wanted to put this up.