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A/N: Wow, that was an overwhelming response to the first chapter. I'd like to thank all of you who read, favorite, followed, or reviewed. You guys are amazing! This chapter is a bit short, but things are going to start progressing quicker after this.

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NormalityIsNonexistent: Yes, this will probably be very strange. XD

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Mewknight: I think you're talking about it being Ianto's child. If that's what you mean, it's because Ianto's the only one Jack has slept with in a while. He's being faithful, surprisingly. XD

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Chapter Two

"Well, Harkness. I can't tell you how in the hell it happened, but you're definitely pregnant." Owen said, "five weeks in."

"Will he be alright?" Ianto asked nervously.

"If he takes care of himself, he should be alright. I can't tell you much though, considering he is a man and his body is not built to handle it. But then again, he is from the 51st century, so that might play into it."

"Do you have any idea how? Any theories?" Ianto asked.

"Nope. Only you Jack, only you could have this happen."

Owen left the room, mumbling about doing some research on the subject. When he was gone, Ianto sat down next to Jack and started the questioning.

"Jack, you have to know how you could conceive a child," Ianto said.

"Well, you see Yan, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, they—"

"Cariad, you know that is not what I meant."

"Ok, ok. Well, when I was a time agent, I was exposed to this substance that nearly killed me. One of many really, did I ever tell you about that time when—"

"Jack."

"—right. Anyway, this substance nearly killed me, and I survived, but it gave me the ability to get pregnant. Like I've said, it happened before, but those didn't really end well."

Ianto hugged Jack close to him.

"Well, this one will." Ianto said, "you're going to have to look after yourself though. No more stupid stunts that end with you getting killed. You might be immortal, but we don't know if our child is."

Our child, Jack thought, I like the sound of that.

"Jack, are you listening to me?"

"Of course."

"You're going to hate this sir, but you won't be able to drink coffee anymore."

"What?"

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