Jackie Tyler knew something had changed the moment her daughter had been returned to her. It honestly was quite obvious to see. Her daughter was absolutely radiant about something, there was a sparkle in her eye that she only ever had when she was with the doctor, a life Jackie had accepted for Rose. But now there was more there. She wasn't sure what. Hope perhaps…or excitement. Whatever it was, it made Jackie curious.

Later, after watching Rose and the Doctor carefully, she went to bed. She wasn't scared they were going to disappear, not tonight. The Doctor was caught up in another one of his doomsday scenarios, and this time it was in Jackie's time.

She felt like she was mourning the loss of her father all over again though, when the Doctor had told her it wasn't right, that this could even be dangerous. Who was she to stand in the way of him and saving planet earth right? After all, he was from a different planet, wasn't even human, and he come parading around here, showing off his space ship and acting like he owned the place. Though with all the bitterness she felt towards him, she owed him her daughter's happiness, even if she didn't entirely like the man. Oh, and he had actually saved the world once.

As she dressed for bed she thought back over what she had observed of Rose. There was something so different about her that Jackie felt like she had lost her daughter. It was a troubling thought, especially when the conclusive evidence of her life was right in front of her face.

Her words to Rose when she was trying to save the Doctor all those months back had been a spur of the moment, desperate attempt to convince her to say. But what if there was some truth in those words, what if Rose was becoming something less human than alien?

Perhaps Jackie Tyler was not the most intelligent woman, but she smart enough, and maternal enough, to be concerned about her daughter, even when it seemed like there was no grounds for her to even be suspicious. Jackie fell into a fitful sleep with dreams of green alien's and rose and a constant rhythm beating in the back ground. Like two hearts slightly out of sync with each other.

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Rose probably had the best sleep she had ever experienced in a while. When she finally woke up it took her a few seconds to realize why she felt so overwhelmingly safe, warm, and comfortable. She made to stretch, but froze when she realized there was a pair of powerful arms holding her back, and she instantly relaxed once more when she realized who and what it was.

He was breathing deeply, sleeping deeply. It was one of the very rare occasions she had ever seen him sleep, though now she was, in the literal sense of the word, sleeping with him. It was still early, and for a while she watched the sun crawl across the floor by means of the window pattern on the floor. Just before it reached her, she fell into a content slumber once more, a beautiful song lulling her into the darkest reaches of unconsciousness.

At some point, the sun hit the Doctor in the face, and his eyes flew wide open. Then he groaned and squinted when he realized how bright it really was. It was almost too bright, golden almost, not entirely resembling sunlight at all. The Doctor looked down to wake Rose, but froze at she he was seeing.

She was glowing again, in a way he hadn't seen in months. She was Bad Wolf again, and he didn't know what it meant, but he felt suddenly petrified with fear. The Doctor pulled Rose more properly onto his lap so he could stand up while carrying her. He needed to get her to the Tardis before something—

"What the bloody hell is going on!" came a half hysterical voice from the doorway, and the Doctor mentally groaned. Truthfully, he had forgotton all about Jackie, and he didn't have time to waste with her now.

"Just leave it Jackie, I'll handle it."

"Leave it?" she cried incredulously. "There is no bloody way I'm letting you cart her off looking like that. What is it then, is she dying? Oh God, you killed her! What have you done to her!" Her voice was growing in volume with every word, and the Doctor fought hard not to roll his eyes at her. This was hardly the time, Rose with his top priority.

"All right then, you can come into the Tardis with us. It's the only place safe for her right now." The Doctor had no idea if this was true or not to be quite honest. It just seemed like the right choice. Even though what Jackie had said was absolutely absurd, he would never harm Rose, ever. But there was some truth there. He had failed to absorb all of the time vortex from her apparently, making it his fault she was dying again.

He quickly opened the Tardis, ignoring Jackie's mixture of sobs and threats against his life. He laid Rose on the bench where she had been just after the last time this had happened to her, and he started to pace, unsure of what to do.

"Are you satisfied, Doctor?" Rose said, only it wasn't Rose.

The Doctor whirled around, holding up a hand to Jackie who had started to approach her daughter with a cry of relief. "Satisfied with what?" he asked, knowing he was addressing the Bad Wolf. Her eyes were shining gold with the vortex, and she slowly sat up.

"No longer the last of the Time Lords, no longer alone; but there is great sadness ahead, and only by facing it with the bravery you have practiced for centuries can you come out strong and hopeful as you are now, for the both of you."

The Bad Wolf's words made no sense to him, but would think about them later. He was only concerned about Rose. What great sadness was ahead for him? Was Rose dying? He suddenly felt a rush of anger to this ancient being possessing the body of the one person he cared about above himself. Some 'gift.' He thought bitterly.

"Rose Tyler's transformation is complete." Rose's body blinked, and suddenly the vortex was gone from her eyes, the unearthly glow lingering only seconds after that. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she slumped. He was there to catch her though, slowly lowing her back down, smoothing her hair as her eyes fluttered open again, this time she was responsive.

"Doctor?" she asked him, placing a hand over one of his where it lay on her cheek. "What happened?"

"Well that's a bloody brilliant question." Jackie mumbled from the corner. The Doctor laughed once at her, then all of a sudden he couldn't hold it back. He laughed until tears welled in his eyes, not caring that Jackie was insulting him once more, or that Rose was looking at him like he was a madman.

The words had finally sank in, the words the Bad Wolf had gifted him with. He placed two hands on either side of her head, and kissed her forehead, still laughing. "What was the Civil War of the Draxacarpolis?"

"A war fought on the planet Draxacar over the issue of an enforced polytheistic worship of the God Hutu and his disciples, or the freedom to worship what ever being someone saw fit. The civil dispute turned bloody when a hutuist accidently fired a shot at an independent, thus creating hostility between the two sides for nearly five centuries." Rose rattled off like rapid fire, then her eyes got really wide. The Doctor practically twirled around in a pirouette. "How do I know that?" she asked him.

"Just one little bit of the vortex was left in you Rose, just a tiny amount, not fatal but enough to make a final connection with Bad Wolf. She completed you, she wove the vortex into your mind like every Time Lord since birth, giving you the knowledge of the universe. All of time and space, and you see all of it, just as I do!" He exclaimed, and she smiled at him in shared excitement.

"Will someone tell me what the hell is going on!"