Untitled - TARDIS Big Bang

"Wouldn't have known that by the amount of effort we went into trying to contact you," Pete said dryly.
The Doctor frowned, and looked at Rose. "What? You were trying to contact me?"
"Well, you didn't think jumping into that contraption and flinging ourselves through the Void was our
Plan A, did you?" Rose asked. "We tried to broadcast a message by hyperwave, but without a lock on the
TARDIS we couldn't be sure anything was getting through."
"Huh," the Doctor said, and then his attention shifted suddenly, like he'd just noticed who Pete was
holding against his hip. "Is this Tony, then? The baby? Hello, Tony!"
Tony turned around to look at the Doctor (who had bent down precariously close to his face) and, with a
squeal of baby-babble, made a grab for the long protruding plume of his fringe. The Doctor laughed and
made a half-hearted attempt to dodge, then let Tony smack him in the face with his jammy hands.
(Where had all the jam come from? Had Pete just given him the jar?) Pete huffed and stepped away, so
Tony was out of range.
"You'll be happy to know that the stars are back," he said, struggling to keep on his Serious Business
face. "They reappeared that first night you were gone."
"Wait, how long were we gone?" Jackie protested. "Mickey said it'd only be a couple of hours!"
"You know how the TARDIS is, Mum," Rose said. "At least it's the right year this time, yeah?"
"Oi, don't blame the TARDIS," the Doctor said. "It's Time that gets all slippery between the worlds. How
d'you think you lot saw the stars going out before the Reality Bomb went off?"
"It's twenty-seventh July now," Pete said; Jackie made angry hissy noises because she couldn't swear in
front of the baby and started fiddling furiously with her mobile. Rose couldn't say she wasn't surprised
herself—she'd let over a week ago, apparently, though it all felt like one long day. Pete added,
"Everything indicates that space is stabilizing—or at least, that's what some very smart people with lots
of letters after their names promise me."
"Oh, it is," the Doctor said, circling around behind so he could continue to make faces at Tony. "The
Reality Bomb is gone, so all the foreshocks will have ceased."
"And you know for certain the threat's neutralized?" Pete asked; he tried to turn to face the Doctor, but
Tony squealed and squirmed every time he tried.
"Pretty certain," the Doctor said, and pulled down the corners of his mouth with both fingers, so his next
words came out sort of lisped. "Seeing as I killed them all."
Tony laughed and reached for the Doctor's hair again, but Pete turned sharply, so the baby's laugh
turned into a protesting shriek. The Doctor straighted up, face falling a bit, and they all stood about
awkwardly for a few moments, nobody speaking (except for Tony's unhappy burbles). Rose wanted to
blurt out they deserved it, they always have, I'd have done the same thing—I have done and I would do it
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