The Doctor lay on his bed, his hands gripping the blankets beneath him tightly. His stomach cramped in pain and he cried out as he tried to remember to breathe. It had been eleven months since he went to Jack for comfort after Rose had been sucked into the void. He tried to tell himself that he only wanted to talk to Jack and reminisce about the time that they spent together. He was lying to himself, though, as he was the man who never looked back. He kept moving forward. He had no other choice. His people were gone and it was just him. he had no one that he could go to who would be there whenever he needed them. No one but Jack.

Jack had been angry at him but still welcomed him as an old friend. The two of them had sat in Jack's office, laughing about the time they shared together on the TARDIS. After opening a bottle of whiskey, they had finally discussed why the Doctor had left Jack behind. It broke the Doctor's hearts to hear about what his old friend had gone through. How he had been killed numerous times over the years and lost everyone that he loved over and over again.

By the time the bottle was empty, they were both pleasantly drunk. The Doctor wasn't sure how they ended up in Jack's room from there. Nor was he sure how he ended up naked on Jack's bed. His mind raced to catch up as he laid there moaning Jack's name as he felt Jack moving inside him. After they finished, he waited for Jack to fall asleep before once more running from the immortal. He hoped silently that he would forgive him as he took off in his TARDIS. That night had unexpected consequences though, and rather than running like he wanted to he ended up spending most of his time floating around in the TARDIS where it was safe. Those consequences had also led him to this moment.

He cried out again as pain filled his world and it took everything in him to continue to breathe. The cramps were coming closer together and not for the first time he wished that he had gone to somebody for help. He could do this, he reminded himself. He just had to keep breathing. The reminder didn't help as almost as soon as the cramp passed another one took his breath away and he curled up into himself feeling the overwhelming sensation to push. He followed through with the feeling, knowing that if he did it would be over soon. That he would get through this and soon would welcome his child.

The TARDIS hummed through him, comforting him as he his world became focused on his stomach. It was a relief when with one final push, he brought his baby into the world. Reaching down between his legs, he picked up his daughter into his arms cuddling her close to his chest as she cried out her unhappiness.

"Daddy's got you my Kui'la," He cooed as he relaxed back onto his bed. He needed to move, to examine his daughter and to clean his bed. He was exhausted, though, and so he concentrated on the little bundle in his arms.

-Five years later-

"Come out, come out wherever you are," The Doctor called out happily as he wandered the corridors of his TARDIS. Somewhere on this endless ship, his baby was hiding, waiting for him to find her. He connected to the TARDIS to try to get a hint about where she was hiding but the TARDIS blew cold air on him, scolding him silently for cheating. He laughed as he headed deeper into the TARDIS.

"Boo," Kui'la yelled as she jumped out of the library door. The Doctor gasped pretending to clutch at his chest. She looked up at him the grin on her face large. Her blue eyes glistened up at him, reminding him of Jack's eyes. "Did I scare you?"

"You did," he lied.

"It's your turn to hide," she informed him.

"I will hide later. Right now we need to get ready to leave the TARDIS," The Doctor told as he reached out for her hand and she took it holding it tightly as he led her towards her room.

"Why?" She questioned him.

"Because I saw something on Earth that I want a closer look at," The Doctor answered. He hadn't been looking for trouble when he noticed the strange plasma coils around the hospital but he couldn't just ignore it. People might be in danger and so even though he had tried to take it easy the last five years do to the little one, it was time to return to work.