Chapter One: Sick?
It had been about two months since they were stuck in 1969. Both Martha and the Doctor were happy to be back in the TARDIS. Martha came back into the control room.
"You know, that's the third time this week you've thrown up. Are you sure you're fine?" The Doctor looked worried.
"I feel fine…except for…in…the…mornings…" Martha's expression quickly changes. Now she was starting to worry.
"What's wrong?" The Doctor asked.
"I've…ah…got to…"Martha started "go…this…way." She ran down the hallway to the medical room. She went through cupboards and draws but couldn't find what she was looking for. Martha walked back to the control room slowly.
"Doctor, can I go home? I need to get a few things." She asked solemnly.
"Of course, hold on!" The Doctor yelled out. Martha held on to the console tighter than usual. The TARDIS stopped and Martha ran out before he could make some sort of comment.
She ran to the pharmacy and bought what she needed and went to the closest bathroom.
It had been a few hours since Martha had left. The Doctor decided to go and look for her but she walked in just as he was about to leave. She walked up the ramp but did not acknowledge him.
"Martha, I know something is wrong and you won't be able to hide it forever. Do you wanna talk?" He asked her. She had been quite miserable since earlier this morning and his concern was growing and he was right. She won't be able to hide it forever.
"I just need some time to think." Martha walked to her bedroom. When she got there she lay there on her bed contemplating what to do next. The problem was she couldn't properly remember who she was with a few months earlier, except for the Doctor.
"We didn't, did we?" Martha said to herself.
There was a soft knock at the door.
"You can come in." She said softly. The Doctor made himself comfortable on the space beside her bed.
"Wanna tell me what's wrong?" There was a long silence. "Take your time."
"Well…I…uh." Martha couldn't find the right words. Maybe the simplest way was to say it was to just blurt it out.
"That's a start." He said trying to lighten the mood.
"I'm pregnant." She said flatly.
AN: I bet you saw that coming. The Doctors reaction will be coming in an upcoming chapter, when I edit it a few times ;-)
