Initium

Part Two

°☆•° Episode 8: Father's Day °•☆°

Part Two

"I'm a dad." Pete exclaimed happily. "I mean, I'm already a dad, but Rose grows up and she's you." He backtracked gesturing to Rose with a smile. "That's wonderful. I mean, I suppose I thought that you'd be a bit useless, what with my useless genes and all, but. Well, I mean, how did you get here?"

"Do you really want to know?" She nervously rubbed her thighs.

"Yeah,"

"A time machine."

"Time Machine?"

Rose chuckled leaning forward, "Cross my heart."

"What, do you all have time machines where you come from?"

"No," She wiped her tears and sighed, "Just the Doctor"

Pete nodded and looked out at the wedding guests. "Did you know these things were coming?" He asked her.

Rose shook her head, "No," She really had no idea what those things were but she knew it was her fault they were appeared.

"God, I don't know, my head's spinning." Pete huffed out a chuckle before leaning forward eagerly, "What's the future like?"

"It's not so different." Rose shrugged.

"What am I like? Have I gone grey? Have I gone bald? Don't tell me I've gone bald." He laughed as Rose watched him with sad eyes. He cleared his throat awkwardly when she didn't smile back and changed the subject. "So, if this mate of yours isn't your boyfriend and I have to say, I'm glad, because being your dad and all, I think he's a bit old for you."

"No, he's all Emma's" She grinned, looking to the brunette who was looking over one of the bookcases near the Doctor who was scanning a window.

"Emma's your other friend?"

"Yeah," She nodded, her smile fading as their argument resurfaced in her thoughts. "She's a year younger but we're as close as sisters."

Pete watched his daughter look at her friends with barely contained glee. He was so happy his little girl managed to find such a close friend. "Have you got a bloke?"

"Mickey!" Jackie called out as they both stood up.

"No, I did have-" Rose was interrupted by a mini Mickey running up and hugging her.

"Do you know him?" Pete asked as Rose looked down at the small boy, slightly shocked.

"I just didn't recognise him in a suit." She mumbled, patting mini Mickey's shoulder. "You have to let go of me, sweetheart." Glancing up at an unamused Jackie who stood back glaring at her while Rose attempted to pull the boy's arms away from her waist. "I'm always saying that."

"He just grabs hold of what's passing and holds on for dear life." Jackie spoke up her glare switching to her husband before falling back on Rose as Mickey finally let go, "God help his poor girlfriend if he ever gets one."

"Me and Rose were just talking." Pete attempted to defend to a quietly fuming Jackie.

"Oh, yeah? Talking?" Jackie mocked, crossing her arms, "While the world comes to an end, what do you do? Cling to the youngest blonde." She scowled at Pete, taking Mickey's hand. "Come on, Mick." She stormed away leaving the two alone once again.

"You can't tell her." Rose told Pete, watching her mother leave.

"Why?"

"I mean," Rose sighed, running her forehead. "I really don't want you to tell her."