Spoilers: Post-Cyberwoman, so spoilers for that.

In the taxi Ianto planned out exactly what he was going to explain go Jack exactly how he felt about everything that had changed.

He was going to sit Jack down, before they ordered the pizza, because he knew that if he waited until afterwards, he would have over thought it all, and changed his mind about telling Jack how he really felt.

So he'd sit Jack down in his tiny living room, and he would tell him he's petrified. He would explain to his Captain, the man who he had been having a purely sexual relationship for months now, that he didn't like how fast their relationship had suddenly gone, and that only a week ago Jack wouldn't even go on a date with Ianto in public, and now he loved him, they were having a baby together, and Jack was proposing buying a house today.

Did Jack really expect Ianto to just accept all this at once? And he was going to ask him this.

He was also going to tell Jack that he just wasn't ready for a baby. He wasn't ready to be a father yet at 26. He wasn't ready to have a baby when he wasn't yet married. He definitely wasn't ready to have a baby with a man he wasn't even in a proper relationship with.

That was another thing they had to discuss. Their relationship. Their overly complicated relationship.

But all thoughts of discussing that with Jack went out the window when they entered the flat and Jack fell to the floor in pain, clutching his stomach, and almost screaming.

"Shit Jack!" Ianto shouted, shutting the door and crouching down beside Jack, "What happened? Are you okay? Is it the baby?" Ianto panicked, firing questions at Jack whose eyes were now closed tightly in pain, and his teeth biting his bottom lip as if to stop himself from crying out.

That thought kind of scared him, the thought that there could be something wrong with the baby that was inside of Jack. His baby. As much as the whole thing scared him, he didn't want anything bad to happen.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Jack mumbled using Ianto as leverage to help him stand back up, "Just some shooting pains, that's all. Don't worry. They've settled now"

"Are you sure you're okay?" Ianto asked, helping Jack walk over to the sofa and sit down.

"Yes, yes I'm fine."

~tw~

"Ianto, have you got any codeine in the apartment?"Jack asked just a little while later. Ianto had joined Jack on the sofa, the news was on but they weren't really watching it.

"No I haven't, why? Are your stomach pains back again?"

"No, just a bad head…" Jack mumbled, bringing his hand up to rub his temples, attempting to soothe the shooting pain circulating the front of his head.

"I can go down to the shop and get you some if you want?"

"No, no. I'll be fi- shit!" the Captain closed his eyes tightly for a second, willing the pain away, "I'll be fine." he continued, shaking his head.

"I'll be back in half an hour tops, go lie down and rest." Ianto attempted to smile as he kissed his pained lover on the forehead, the skin hotter there than usual, "Please Jack."

"I will, I will." Ianto kissed Jack's forehead once more, before standing up from his seat on the sofa, and grabbing his jacket to leave the apartment.

Jack sighed as the door to the apartment shut closed, and the lock clicked. He had to find a way to put Ianto's mind at rest. This, to him, was completely normal. He had been through it all before, he knew exactly how this would all happen. He knew that for the next few days, sometimes even weeks, he would be in intense pain, he would be vomiting, he would have headaches that would be so painful he wouldn't be able to keep his eyes open, and he would be moody. So damn moody that he was sure he'd cause arguments and Ianto would eventually hate him. Because this is what happened.

This is what happened every single damn time he got pregnant, and he still hadn't learnt to be safe. He still hadn't learnt that male pregnancy in the 51st Century had not yet been perfected, and that it was a damn painful experience, and definitely not one that was enjoyable in any way what so ever. He still hadn't learnt that he was in the 21st Century, and that the Doctors here were not medically trained to deal with this situation, and that he would somehow have to sort this whole thing out himself. And he still hadn't learnt that pregnancies of this kind ruin relationships, because it is new, and it is unexplainable, and Jack is not a nice person to live with when he has his moods swings and the baby is kicking him so fiercely inside that he feels it's going to kick itself out his stomach.

Despite all this, he did feel quite lucky that he had managed to get through at least 4 weeks of pregnancy and his body was only just reacting negatively to it. Which, Jack hoped, meant that this pregnancy could be a lot easier than all the others had been. Either that, or the easier body modification process meant that the actual pregnancy would be a lot harder on him.

He hoped that it was the former of those two thoughts.

His body was having to adjust to grow a baby inside of him. He didn't naturally have the tubes, and all that other sciencey and genetics stuff that he needed for the baby to live. How he was actually able to get pregnant without all that stuff still confused him to this day, despite having had countless number of children in this way. That part of school he never really paid attention to, but who could really blame him? His friends weren't interested, so neither was he, and really the notes that Yarney was passing to him were much more interesting than the description of what was going on in his body.

If he was completely honest, at the age of 10 when having 'the birds and the bees talk', because even in the 51st Century kids still need to be educated on sex even if even by then it is taught a little differently, was incredibly embarrassing, and finding out he could get pregnant was incredibly gross.

Before Jack knew it, the familiar feeling of bile rising in his throat was apparent, and he had only just managed to make it to Ianto's small bathroom.

~to be continued~

Authors Note: Poor sickley Jack :( I love Jack when he's sick, is that weird? Anyone else love that?

I originally had much more to go in this chapter, but it ended up getting too long, and so I halved it. Which just means more chapters, and maybe a quicker upload? Because the next two, or so are pretty much completely written now, just a little bit of conjoining paragraphs to do.

I wonder what Halloween would be like at the Torchwood Hub? These are the kind of weird things I think about. Does anyone know if Halloween at Torchwood has ever been written? If so, tell me, I totally want to read it! Or if you've written it, or fancy writing it, link me! Halloween house party for me next weekend, I cannot wait, only in Uni one afternoon, and seeing Muse in concert as well next week! Pretty damn awesome week. Wooo happy Sarah! Yay :D