Hey guys! Sorry for the delay, a lots been going on around here. So it was pointed out to me that I never said when this story takes place. It's after all of series 5 and before a good man goes to war, River is around and she'll be joining in on the fun soon, I'm sure. I don't own Doctor Who.

"Are you he'll be receiving these messages? You never did get the full details on how the two were connected," Agent Livingston said, his voice full of uncertainty, "are you even sure the message will get to the right Doctor?"

"I may not have received full detail on the connection but I heard enough from the clone to know that her mind and the TARDIS are linked. As for the "right" Doctor, well that's up in the air, but I'd have to assume that if it were me, seeing visions of a strange woman in my "home" I'd do anything in my power to figure out what was happening," Pete Tyler responded.

He looked down at the woman who had tried for so hard to convince him that she was his daughter. Pete Tyler had no daughter, only a son. Just because she was Jackie's daughter with a man who had the same name as he, in a different world, didn't automatically make him the girl's father, no matter how hard the two women tried to push it onto him. Sure, for a while, he was almost convinced. He felt something for her, and for a small moment in time, he would have called it love. And then Tony was born. And the feeling that the boy gave him outweighed any that Rose did. He chalked his feelings for Rose up to respect, that is until she started dimension jumping after Jackie had begged her not to. He was there the day the two Tyler women got into it for the last time, about Rose's decision to find the Doctor.

"Rose, please, don't do this. Let someone else, a different agent, a trained agent go," Jackie sobbed," you don't know what you're doing, this isn't like going for a ride in the TARDIS."

"Mum, stop it. Nothing you can say will change my mind. I have to find him. You know what he means to me—"

"But he left you here! He didn't even try to come back, if he felt the same way, he never would've tried to send you away!" Jack shouted through tears.

"LISTEN TO YOURSELF MUM! HE WAS ONLY DOING WHAT YOU ASKED OF HIM! HE TRIED TO SAVE ME! FOR YOU! IF ANYONE SHOULD UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M DOING, IT SHOULD BE YOU!" Rose shouted back at her mother. "When you saw dad, that you could still have a life with him, you jumped at it. And I never blamed you for a minute. This is my chance, my chance to see him again. I love him, it doesn't matter how long it's been. I'm going after him, mum."

When Rose left that day, Pete Tyler lost any sort of love her had for her. In the end, Jackie went after her with Mickey. He hoped and prayed the two would come back, not only for Tony's sake but for his own sanity. His heart burst with joy when the two walked into the house the day they returned, but the joy was short lived when Rose and her Doctor clone followed closely behind.

"Made it back I see?" He said bitterly to the pair. "And you're staying here then Doctor? Never really struck me as the type to play house."

"It's not, well he's not—um, it's not really the Doctor, but he still is? One heart, not two. Everything else's the same. Half human, half time lord," Rose responded, the Doctor and her sharing a small smile, "and yeah, he is staying. With me. Well, with us."

"Rose Tyler is the only one I'd play house with, sir." The Doctor said, causing the blonde girl to blush and grab his hand.

From then on, Pete was casted as the father-in-law to an alien, a part he never wanted to play. He, Pete Tyler, family with an alien? When his whole job pertained to capturing alien forces and making sure all was well within his world? When he had confided in Thomas Livingston, a lead scientist at Torchwood, of the Doctors true identity, Livingston had pointed out that there was a lot to gain from being in close communication with an alien.

"If you play your part convincingly enough, the Doctor could trust you with secrets, share his intelligence with you, and when the time was right you could use the knowledge he had shared against him." He pointed out," this could be a very good thing, after all."

A truer thought had never been spoken between the two men. Pete decided to give the Doctor a job at Torchwood, since he was always there anyway, hanging around Rose like a lost puppy. It made him sick to his stomach the way the two were always flirting about and holding hands. He had just about had enough of it, until one day he overheard the pair talking in Rose's office.

"Don't you see Rose? You haven't aged at all since I left you on Bad Wolf bay. You still look like a 20-year-old girl. You were exposed to the Time Vortex for so long, along with the 'Bad Wolf' energy—there may have been irreversible damage done to your chemical makeup."

"Maybe I just have really good genes, I mean, look at my mum—OI! Watch it Doctor. My mum is beautiful and you know it."

"Jackie's looks aside, you need to have some tests run to see if there's been any changes to your DNA."

"I don't need any tests done. Don't look at me like that, I don't need them. See, I um, Mickey and I ran tests a few months back. Before all the dimension hopping. He noticed what you did, that I wasn't aging. And there were these markings, yeah? Ones neither of us understood but it was enough to tell us that I was different."

"Rose, why didn't you tell me?"

"I never wanted you to blame yourself for what happened to me, I chose that life, and I loved every minute of it. All the running. All the danger. All of it. It gave me hope, Doctor. Hope that I had all the time in the world to find you again. And there were moments, moments when I swore I could hear you talking in the TARDIS to Martha or Donna in my dreams. I knew that the TARDIS was trying to lead me back to you. She was always going to bring us back together."

Pete knew then, he had what he needed. Rose had a connection with the TARDIS, the most powerful alien ship in all of the worlds. This was the information he had been waiting for. Without another thought, he walked into Rose's office, startling the two.

"Hello Pete," The Doctor said, looking at Rose with unease, "what can we do for you?"

Pete smirked, pulled out his gun, and shot him.