It took them a while to recover from this ordeal. They had gotten back to their house, back to their little lives as if they were still humans. They pretended nothing had ever happened before the kids, and everyone was happy again. Their little routine was back on tracks after weeks of fear and pain. They had had a long talk about the meaning of Rose's new condition. He had thought all along that she was a simple human when her destiny was linked to his. He was meant to awake her true self. Her love for him was the key, just like the watch had been his key. And now, she was a part of his world. She wasn't exactly a Time Lady, she was above it. Now, her eyes were burning with golden sparks and an incommensurable knowledge of Time.
Sometimes, he missed the woman she used to be. Full of life and naïve at times, always smiling. Becoming the Goddess of Time had changed her at the core. She was calmer, less reckless, and the fact she knew everything about Time like him was saddening her. He could see it, in her eyes, in her mind. She had been forever altered. What she was capable of, none of them knew. They would find about it in time. Their children had changed too. They had had to tell them the truth about their parents, and about themselves. They were young, but they were so clever already. They didn't understand it all, but they would. The Doctor would teach them all they had to know about the Time Lords, about what they would become in the future.
The biggest surprise for him was the TARDIS. When he had woken up in his room, he hadn't thought about how he got there, and Rose had brought him back to their house while he was asleep. So, when he had wanted to show his spaceship to his kids, he had been stunned to find out she had redecorated it all. She had kept the corrals and the round things he loved, but she had made sure he would have access to all of her. The console and the Time Rotor were the same, the console was just lower. All the stairs had disappeared to be replaced by access ramps and lifts. There even was a spot for him to park his wheelchair and block it during the trips. It made him smile, the TARDIS was thinking about it all. Even his lame pilot skills.
They had kept Jackie out of their new life. It would have been too much for her. They kept their human lives for the appearances, and travelled through time and space to escape the routine. It was little trips. Away from troubles. When they were in too much trouble and had to run away, Rose was taking things in charge, and she was good at that. They met a good lad once. Jack Harkness. The Doctor hated him because of his personality, of his way of flirting with Rose and teaching their kids' idiocies. But he was a good, trustworthy guy, and he had soon become uncle Jack. Dear Jack was also very good at physiotherapy and orthopaedics, and was forcing the Doctor to exercise his dead limbs. If at first the Doctor was very annoyed by it all, when he started feeling his legs again, hope burst in his chest at the idea of being able to walk again. And of course, they celebrated it the best way they knew: by running for their lives...
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Down to Earth
Фанфик"Instead of killing himself, he could rewrite his whole life and have a better one. He only had to use the Chameleon arch. And maybe finally be happy in a life where his past as killer wouldn't weight so much on his shoulders."
