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The Doctor was anything but calm, waiting for Rose to come to the console room. He tried to be patient. Rose's morning sickness made it tougher for her.
Today they had landed in a dangerous place and he wanted it over with as quickly as possible.
Rose was in no danger, only him. For the foreseeable future, they would visit peaceful destinations before they took to the slow path. He would do anything for his precious girls.
Including facing Jackie. That was why their destination was so dangerous. Not only were they telling her about her impending grandchild, they were going to announce that Jackie had acquired a 903 year old son-in-law.
The Doctor's cheek was already stinging from the Oncoming Slap.
He was about to call out for Rose when he heard it. Four knocks. Then a loud, "Rose Marion, are you in there? Where the hell are you?"
The Doctor got the distinct impression that the TARDIS was laughing at him, and that the normally soundproofed door was allowing her voice through on purpose.
The knocking became more insistent.
Rose appeared then, still slightly green around the gills. "Did I just hear Mum?"
"Rose? What the hell has that daft alien done with you?"
The Doctor took a calming breath and opened the door, no choice but to face the storm brewing on the other side.