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Rose was making a cup of tea; while the Doctor put Jenny down to sleep. She thought again about their strange conversation in the car. What had he wanted to talk to her about? Was she supposed to wait for him to bring it back up, or ask him about it herself? Her thoughts were interrupted by his presence. He leaned against the doorframe and remained quiet – never a good sign.
 
He opened his mouth, but no words would come out. What was he supposed to say to her, Rose Tyler the girl that had loved him unconditionally for so long now? How could he tell her he had hidden something from his past; when, he’d promised her that she knew everything she’d missed? He realised he was stood there with his mouth hanging open, so he promptly snapped it shut, cleared his throat and tried again.
“About before,” he began, but was suddenly lost for what to say again.
“Doctor?” Rose responded, worry coating her words.
“It’s just there’s something I need to tell you—about before— something I didn’t tell you,” he forced the words out, cringing at how they felt as he said them, but at the same time feeling relief, as a fraction of the burden from his secret disappeared.
“From before? But you promised that you’d told me everything I’d missed.” Rose’s voice caught in her throat, she had been sure they were 100% honest with each other now.
“I didn’t even consider this when I was telling you about before, my mind can only contain so much information.  This was something I’d hidden away; it was only brought to the forefront of my mind when Jenny was born.” The words spilled out, and he hoped she would let him explain completely before she started asking questions, or shouting.
“Why would Jenny bring this memory to light?”
Rose was getting panicky; she could feel the stinging in her eyes that let her know she needed to try to contain herself while he explained everything to her.
“Because, I had a daughter while you were trapped. It’s not how it sounds, my DNA was taken against my will, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. She was created, fully matured and I didn’t know her long before she die-” the Doctor stopped, his voice breaking as a single tear dropped from his eye; his shaking hand reached into his hair, and his eyes stared blankly into thin air.

Rose stepped towards him, pausing briefly to gauge how damaged he was, before pulling him into her arms and holding on tightly. She pressed her face against his shoulder and took a deep breath to steady her own emotions. He didn’t need her to be breaking down right now; he needed her to stay strong and be a shoulder to cry on so he could let out all his repressed angst.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” he stuttered out, shaking more as he said the words, but his hands fell from his hair and rested against Rose’s back, pulling her closer.
“Why are you sorry? I don’t blame you for not telling me. You were trying to hide it from yourself.” She spoke soothingly to comfort him. She began to rub small circles into his back and taking a few more deep breaths and steadying herself.
“Because, she was called Jenny too...” He trailed off not sure how to continue, and too caught up in his grief and sorrow.
The circles stopped. She gripped his shoulders and pulled back. She looked deeply into his eyes, he couldn’t quite read the emotion hidden there, but the look on her face terrified him.

He leaned down and breathed in the clean soft smell of his new baby girl, the perfect sweep of blonde hair ruffled under his breath, smiling he looked towards a glowing Rose.

“So I suppose this little one’s going to need a name, any thoughts?” he asked.

“I’ve been thinking about this, and I really like Jennifer, and we could call her Jenny for short, what do you think?”

Pain swept through his mind and he tried to hide it from his face, his bittersweet memories of his Jenny had been hidden away for longer than he cared to admit. Dropping his eyes down to the amazing creature before him that he had created, he took a deep breath and nodded.

“Yeah Jenny’s a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl.”

Rose beamed, a huge smile spreading across her face, misunderstanding the slight sheen of tears to his eyes as happiness, which truly he was, but letting go of this small part his recent past added to the flow of overwhelming emotion. He was pulled back from his thought by an interruption from Rose’s voice.

“We better get cracking on her bedroom when we get home, some much for your ‘gut instinct’. I’ll ask Pete to pick up some baby pink to go over the blue with when he and mum come to visit later.” Smiling smugly she leaned into The Doctor and planted a quick kiss to his lips, responding as he would naturally Rose had to break away. “We’ve only had her a few hours, be a shame if she got crushed!” She giggled stroking her daughter’s hair.

***
“Do you think she’s okay? Maybe I should ring mum…”

“Rose, honestly she’ll be fine, your mum’s done this before, remember.”

“I know, but-. “

“But nothing,” he interrupted, “you are staying in and relaxing with me, some wine and the telly, you’ve cared for her nonstop for 5 weeks now, you need a break!” he smiled at her and passed her large glass of wine into her hand.

“Are you sure she’ll be okay?” she asked, but he could tell she was mainly joking by now and so just nudged her and gave her a cheeky wink. Sitting down next to her he was suddenly very aware of how long it had been since they had been alone together, it had been even longer since they had been intimate. She caught his attention when she playfully nudged his thigh with the foot she had been resting against it; he retaliated by seizing her foot and beginning to tickle it. She lunged erratically, squealing until he finally released her.  His hands moved to her face, cupping it and staring wistfully into her eyes, she raised one hand and ran her fingers softly through his hair, never moving her eyes from his. Their lips soon touched and it was like returning home for them both. Their lips soon began to move quicker, sparks seemed to fly between them, and after some deft moves they were both naked and entangled in each other’s arms, The Doctor ran his nose down Rose’s neck and continued to trail light kisses down to her hip, he pulled away for a short moment by Rose lifted her hips in reaction, craving his touch, he leaned down again and ran his tongue up the crease between her leg and pelvis. Gasping, Rose threaded her fingers into his wild hair and started to grind her hips into him, he crawled back up her body slowly and she whimpered in anticipation. As he reached eye level with her again, he placed a chaste kiss to her lips before succumbing to his own desperation and plunging deep within her, she moan immediately, already so close. Her mouth hung open and her eyes glittered.

“I’d almost forgotten how beautiful you look when we’re doing this.” The Doctor murmured placing more kisses onto her face and beginning to even out his thrust taking in deep breathes as he went. Rose’s head lolled back in response a guttural moan issued from her throat, her hands now both intertwined into his hair tightened and she struggled to tell the Doctor how very close she was. She had barely managed to formulate the words in her head when her orgasm hit her, it was one of the strongest and best she’d ever had, somewhere in the deep recesses of her brain she had noted the Doctor had followed soon after, she smiled, realising he must have been holding on for her sake. They rested in each other’s arms for a while afterwards, just enjoying the peace that the reconciliation had brought for them.
***
The next morning as The Doctor and Rose drove to pick Jenny, The Doctor realised it really was time to tell Rose about his first Jenny, ignoring the pain her image brought to his mind he glanced over to her as she adjusted the gear stick.
“Rose, I need to talk to you about something…” He stopped not sure how to continue.

“Sure, what is it?” Rose sounded calm and cheerful.

“I don’t really know how to start; maybe it could wait till we get home?” He was beginning to regret opening his mouth.

“Okay.” Rose agreed quickly, starting to sound worried.