Hey faithful readers! :) Here is the alternate ending to "Martha in Wonderland"! :) Please enjoy!

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Silence. After several moments of full and meaningful silence, the Doctor then said, "Since this is goodbye, I want to know what you're thinking about at this very moment. Please tell me."

"I'm thinking about… I'm thinking about what Martha Colette Jones would do in this situation, what she would say. Because sometimes, I don't see Martha Jones getting into a mess of this… maybe Rose Tyler would, but I never would," I replied. I swallowed and said, "Well, what about you?"

"I'm thinking… I'm thinking that…" then suddenly he looked at his watch and cried, "Blimey! Martha, if you're gonna go, you have to go now!"

I bit my lip to stop from quivering and then said, "Okay. Goodbye, Doctor."

"Goodbye Martha," he told me. Then he pulled me into a hug that was so wonderful and so painful at the same time that I could never be able to describe it. Then I did something different. I pulled him into a kiss and felt his lips press against mine.

"That is something Martha Jones definitely would not do," I said, trying to smile. I smiled at him, and then pressed the big yellow button.

3 Months Later

"Martha, Martha…" quiet little whispers erupted and I woke up from my dreams. Suddenly, I felt sick. I felt very, very sick. I ran to the toilet and threw up my guts.

"Martha! Martha, are you okay?" my mum, Francine ran over to me, and rubbed my back like when I was a kid.

"Mum, I'm fine… I just…" suddenly a horror came to me. "Mum," I whispered. "I missed my period… it's, it's… oh my God…"

* * * *

My mum took me to the hospital the next morning and I felt like crying. "Twins," Dr. Rice proclaimed. "Twins. Boy and girl." I soon began choking on my tears. I wasn't sure whether they were tears of happiness or tears of pain.

"Oh my God, mum, they're the… they're the Doctor's kids," I cried. And I sat in the doctor's office for the next hour bawling.

* * * *

They were beautiful. I held them in my arms and began to cry tears of joy. The boy was older, and he had my skin tone and my color of midnight black hair, but he had the same Time Lord eyes. The same eyes as the Doctor and the same eyes as the Master. The girl had reddish-brown hair and a tan skin tone—between the middle of the Doctor's skin color and mine. The boy's name I decided would be Mickey, and the girl's name would be River.

"Half African," I whispered, tears dripping down my face. "Half Time Lord." And I sobbed once more.

* * * *

I stood at Bad Wolf Bay and smiled sadly at the Doctor.

"Well, you still got your family then," the Doctor added, as if mentioning the silver lining.

Could I tell him? Would I have the guts? I smiled through my tears. "Well, there's nine of us now. Mum, dad, Tish, Leo, Leo's wife Lisa, their son Leo Junior…" I paused. Could I tell him? Did I—could he know? "… and the twins."

A look of panic and sympathy struck his face as he remembered that night. "You're not...?" his voice trailed off, as if he didn't dare speak the words.

I let out a weak laugh. "No," I lied. "They're mum's." More tears sprung to my eyes and down my face as I remembered Mickey and River's beautiful and cheery faces.

"They're mum's." that sentence I knew, would condemn me and my children for the rest of my life.

Kind of sad ending, but did you like? :) Please review and tell me what you think!