Glimpse of Truth (24/?) Awkward Reunions
Title: Glimpse of Truth (24/?) Awkward Reunions
Author: sinecure - My master fic list
Character/Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: All ages
Genre: Gen
Summary: Jackie and the Doctor square off.
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who.
A/N: Late again, sorry. No beta, all mistakes are mine.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4 (all ages version). Chapter 4 (adult version), Chapter 5,
Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13,
Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21,
Chapter 22, Chapter 23
The Doctor set his teacup on the table in front of him, listening to the rattle of it on the saucer. Pete's eyes followed the cup. Jackie's eyes stayed firmly on the Doctor.
Clearing his throat, he shifted on the hard sofa. It felt like rocks under his bum. Certainly not a comfortable seat for family. Or close-to-family. It was a seat one sat enemies on. Eyes lowering to the chairs Pete and Jackie sat on, he let out a little, 'hm' at the comfortable-looking seats.
"Er, so what've you--" he began, hoping to steer the silence to conversation, but Jackie cut him off.
What else was new?
"You got my daughter pregnant. And after all that piffle about it 'not being like that'. I knew," she told them, eyes narrowing on first him, then Rose, who was sitting on the other side of the narrow couch with Tony between them. "Never believed all that nonsense about it being above all that."
The Doctor resisted the urge to glance at Rose as Tony fidgeted between them, vying for a better position for feeling her tummy. He knew he'd only see the disappointment and accusation she'd be hard-pressed to hold back. Hold back? This was Rose, she probably wasn't even trying. Oh, that glare could set numerous planets on fire. He'd known it'd be difficult if Rose ever found out what he'd done, but... he'd had no choice.
"She never would've kept her mouth shut," he'd told Rose quickly as she turned to him at Jackie's exclamation upon first arriving, then winced, realizing how harsh his words were, despite their truth. Jackie wasn't the biggest gossip he'd ever known, but she was in the top ten. Maybe even five. Certainly LaRuoche could've given her a run for her money. They'd have got along famously, the two of them.
"Told you already," Rose sighed, wrapping an arm around Tony, "it's not that simple. There were circumstances."
His eyes slid to Rose again, despite not wanting to see that disappointment and anger. But she wasn't angry. Wasn't glaring. That threw him.
She'd glared when he told her her mum couldn't keep quiet. "You didn't give her a chance, Doctor. As usual. Just doin' what you think is best." But the words had held little of the fire and venom he'd expected, just a few mumbled statements, muttered under her breath as Jackie approached, and he'd assumed it was so Jackie wouldn't hear them.
But maybe it had just been a need to get that token protest out there, into the light of day.
"Rose, your tummy moved!" Tony climbed onto his knees, kicking the Doctor in the leg a few times. It was yet another attempt to get Rose's attention back on him, a place it hadn't much strayed for the past twenty minutes. She'd hugged and kissed the poor boy until he'd squirmed out from under her arms, wiping his cheek with a disgusted sound. Now, it seemed all he could do was hang on her and talk excitedly and show her the best toys and gadgets he'd got since he'd last seen her.
She smiled at Tony, holding her hand over his on her belly. "Told you there was a baby in there, didn't I?"
"Well, yeah, but it moved. Like that cartoon where an alien bursts out of the lady's stomach!"
Glad for the small reprieve, the Doctor shifted again, wondering why on any Earth anyone would put furniture like this in his or her home. It belonged in a jail cell. In fact, he'd sat on more comfortable furniture in jail.
Jackie snorted. "Circumstances. I'll bet there were circumstances."
Pete cleared his throat and rested a hand on her shoulder. "Jacks..." He shook his head and tossed a look at Tony, who was still happily cuddling Rose's tummy.
"Don't 'Jacks' me. That man promised me he'd take care of my baby. Instead he impregnated her with one."
The Doctor choked on his tea.
Chapter 25
Author: sinecure - My master fic list
Character/Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: All ages
Genre: Gen
Summary: Jackie and the Doctor square off.
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who.
A/N: Late again, sorry. No beta, all mistakes are mine.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4 (all ages version). Chapter 4 (adult version), Chapter 5,
Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13,
Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21,
Chapter 22, Chapter 23
The Doctor set his teacup on the table in front of him, listening to the rattle of it on the saucer. Pete's eyes followed the cup. Jackie's eyes stayed firmly on the Doctor.
Clearing his throat, he shifted on the hard sofa. It felt like rocks under his bum. Certainly not a comfortable seat for family. Or close-to-family. It was a seat one sat enemies on. Eyes lowering to the chairs Pete and Jackie sat on, he let out a little, 'hm' at the comfortable-looking seats.
"Er, so what've you--" he began, hoping to steer the silence to conversation, but Jackie cut him off.
What else was new?
"You got my daughter pregnant. And after all that piffle about it 'not being like that'. I knew," she told them, eyes narrowing on first him, then Rose, who was sitting on the other side of the narrow couch with Tony between them. "Never believed all that nonsense about it being above all that."
The Doctor resisted the urge to glance at Rose as Tony fidgeted between them, vying for a better position for feeling her tummy. He knew he'd only see the disappointment and accusation she'd be hard-pressed to hold back. Hold back? This was Rose, she probably wasn't even trying. Oh, that glare could set numerous planets on fire. He'd known it'd be difficult if Rose ever found out what he'd done, but... he'd had no choice.
"She never would've kept her mouth shut," he'd told Rose quickly as she turned to him at Jackie's exclamation upon first arriving, then winced, realizing how harsh his words were, despite their truth. Jackie wasn't the biggest gossip he'd ever known, but she was in the top ten. Maybe even five. Certainly LaRuoche could've given her a run for her money. They'd have got along famously, the two of them.
"Told you already," Rose sighed, wrapping an arm around Tony, "it's not that simple. There were circumstances."
His eyes slid to Rose again, despite not wanting to see that disappointment and anger. But she wasn't angry. Wasn't glaring. That threw him.
She'd glared when he told her her mum couldn't keep quiet. "You didn't give her a chance, Doctor. As usual. Just doin' what you think is best." But the words had held little of the fire and venom he'd expected, just a few mumbled statements, muttered under her breath as Jackie approached, and he'd assumed it was so Jackie wouldn't hear them.
But maybe it had just been a need to get that token protest out there, into the light of day.
"Rose, your tummy moved!" Tony climbed onto his knees, kicking the Doctor in the leg a few times. It was yet another attempt to get Rose's attention back on him, a place it hadn't much strayed for the past twenty minutes. She'd hugged and kissed the poor boy until he'd squirmed out from under her arms, wiping his cheek with a disgusted sound. Now, it seemed all he could do was hang on her and talk excitedly and show her the best toys and gadgets he'd got since he'd last seen her.
She smiled at Tony, holding her hand over his on her belly. "Told you there was a baby in there, didn't I?"
"Well, yeah, but it moved. Like that cartoon where an alien bursts out of the lady's stomach!"
Glad for the small reprieve, the Doctor shifted again, wondering why on any Earth anyone would put furniture like this in his or her home. It belonged in a jail cell. In fact, he'd sat on more comfortable furniture in jail.
Jackie snorted. "Circumstances. I'll bet there were circumstances."
Pete cleared his throat and rested a hand on her shoulder. "Jacks..." He shook his head and tossed a look at Tony, who was still happily cuddling Rose's tummy.
"Don't 'Jacks' me. That man promised me he'd take care of my baby. Instead he impregnated her with one."
The Doctor choked on his tea.
Chapter 25