The Brothers Grimm, lovely fellas; they’re on my darts team. According to them, there’s this emperor, and he asks this shepherd’s boy, ‘How may seconds in eternity?’        And the shepherd’s boy says, ‘There’s this mountain of pure diamond. It takes an hour to climb it, an hour to go around it. Every hundred years, a little bird comes and sharpens its beak on the diamond mountain. And when the entire mountain is chiseled away, the first second of eternity will have passed. You must think that’s a hell of a long time. Personally, I think that’s a hell of a bird.’
—  Twelfth Doctor, Heaven Sent
More Than Words Can Say

This is a sequel to Forever’s New Beginning, which was written for @lastbluetardis’ graduation last May. Several people noticed the Doctor never gets around to telling Rose he loves her in the course of that story. (Too short, and he didn’t want her to think he was only saying it because she was upset.)

I’ve pieced together several prompts for this story: “They invented hugs to let people know you love them without saying anything.” — Bil Keane from @doctorroseprompts, this bathtub pic from @dwficprompts, and the stargazing, baby!fic, and cuddling squares from my fluffuary card from @legendslikestardust.

Sometimes, cultural differences can cause an unexpected breakdown in communication. But now that he knows how much Rose needs to hear the words, the Doctor is determined to tell her.

This is baby/pregnancy fic.

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The Doctor found Rose on the couch in the library, surrounded by a pile of books about pregnancy. He leaned against the door and watched her for a moment, still trying to take in the fantastic notion that they were having a baby.

She turned a page in the thirty-second edition of What to Expect When You’re Expecting. “Are you just going to stare, or are you going to come join me?” she asked without looking up.

He pushed off from the door frame and went around to stand in front of her. “Actually, I wondered if you’d come with me, love.”

Rose took the hand he held out and let him pull her to her feet. “What are you up to?” she asked as he led her through the TARDIS.

“You’ll see in just moment,” he promised. “It’s a surprise.”

“I’m not sure what grand surprise you could have waiting for me in the—oh!” Rose gasped when she pushed open the door to their bathroom.

The Doctor knelt by the sunken tub and flicked his fingers through the bathwater, checking the temperature one more time. The ripples sent the petals floating on the surface bobbing, releasing their soft perfume into the air.

He stood up and brushed his knuckles over her cheek. “I thought you could use a relaxing evening. The last few days have been…” He tried to find a word to sum up the revelations that had sent their life topsy-turvy.

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To me, it feels like ‘The Doctor’ has to have a long coat, and that’s something imprinted on me from childhood, because he always did. And there’s something heroic in a flapping coat, but at the same time, I need to get rid of it sometimes and just be a scrawny guy in a suit that doesn’t quite fit. - David Tennant