The Doctor woke before Jack the next morning and crawled carefully out of the bed. He was still feeling sick and his hips were still sore but he was tired of letting it keep him down. He had things to do and babies to plan for. He didn't bother to dress as he headed down to Martha's lab to pick up his daily medication. To it he added an antiemetic and then he headed to the kitchen to hit up water for a cuppa. While waiting for the water to heat he took his pills with a can of the banana soda and ate a piece of bread. Once the water was done, he made his cuppa and grabbed a few more cans of the soda before heading to the TARDIS. The TARDIS hummed at him happily as he entered. He immediately went to the console, stroking it while he checked her settings. He missed traveling but hoped soon he would be able to again.
"Thank you old girl," He smiled as he felt her brush against his mind affectionately calling him to the corridors. His room was close to the entrance which was strange but across from it there was a door he hadn't seen before. Opening the door he found a large room, perfect for the nursery he was planning for the children. He could all ready see it in his mind. He was going to paint the walls a light blue and then paint a large tree with white leaves on the far wall. Above each of their beds he planned to write their names. He also had a nightlight projector he was going to set up that he had found long ago that made the ceiling of the room look like the night sky when the lights were off. He loved the stars and wanted to share that love with his daughters.
For the furniture they had picked out a simple white crib for both of the babies as well as a chest drawers that was white. He found a rocking chair that he wanted as well. Jack promised that he would have Ianto and Mickey head back to London in the next few days to get the items. There was no point though if the room wasn't ready, the Doctor decided. Setting the tea down out of the way, he grabbed the can of paint and a roller to set to work. He managed to finish one wall and was working on the second when Jack entered the room.
"I could have helped you," Jack commented.
"I can paint a few walls Jack," He rolled Jack's name in slight annoyance and Jack smiled. He walked over to his lover, kissing him deeply.
"How are you feeling?" Jack wondered as he pressed himself against the Doctor. The Doctor could feel Jack's harness through his trousers. He reached down and placed his hand on it.
"Better," He commented. He moved Jack backwards slightly kissing on is neck. His door was still across the hall and he led Jack to it. He pushed Jack backwards so that he fell on the bed. "I want you Jack," He moaned.
"Take me," Jack whispered looking up at him. The Doctor pulled off Jack's trousers but then surprised Jack as he straddled him, sinking down onto Jack's hardness. Jack wanted the Doctor to be on top for a change but the Doctor was happy letting Jack. Jack decided to approach the subject later as he grabbed the Doctor's hips and began to move with him.
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The next few days the Doctor spent long hours down in the TARDIS decorating the nursery. Jack helped him to build the cribs and place them but other then that he let the Doctor work. The Doctor painted the tree with the white leaves, using a memory he had. Adding shadows the tree looked as though it stood out from the wall. He painted birds, adding detail to the wings so they looked as though they were in flight. Taking his time, he outlined each child's name in circular Gallifreyan, painting the letters a darker blue with a white outline that stood out from the wall. He folded blankets and clothes, putting them away with care.
It was late in the day when Jack went to check on the Doctor. He had been in the TARDIS all day again and hadn't come up for supper. He found the Doctor in the nursery. He had the lights off and the stars projecting onto the ceiling. He was sitting in the rocking chair just staring at them.
"When I was a child I use to sneak out of my home at night to sleep in the barn. I would pass beneath the starry sky and I always stared up at it as I walked, hoping one day I would get a chance to travel those stars," The Doctor commented. He looked at Jack with tears in his eyes. "Our daughters will never get to see that sky Jack."
"No, but you have the room with the grass and trees from your planet. I know it is not the same but a little piece of Gallifrey is always with you and if you allow it, they can play beneath the red sky." Jack knew it wasn't the same, it was all the Doctor had though. Jack missed his home as well and wished he could take the girls to see the peninsula he grew up on. It wasn't the same though because everything he loved about the place died the day his father died and Gray was taken. He could have gone to visit his mother, but she had gone catatonic from the loss and he hadn't spoken to her since he left for the Time Agency. He never thought about it before now as he wondered if the Doctor could take him to see her.
"You're right it is not the same. I never missed that old sky until I could no longer see it," The Doctor smiled sadly. He stood, turning off the light in the room. He held one hand on his stomach supporting his growing children.
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-Four months later-
The Doctor woke up in the middle of the night with a cry. His stomach was hurting more then he had ever thought possible and he tensed with the pain. He was alone in the room as it was a night that Jack didn't need to sleep but his cry had brought Jack quickly into the room.
"Sweetheart, what's the matter," Jack asked in concern as he sat down on the bed. He grabbed the Doctor's hand and the Doctor squeezed it tightly. He tried to remember his breathing exercises but all he could focus on was the pain and trying to push it back.
"The babies are coming," He cried out as he fell against the pillows panting.
"Are you sure?" Jack asked him. The Doctor looked at Jack as though he were stupid and Jack got the point. The Doctor had been examined only yesterday and the girls had dropped in anticipation of being born, causing the Doctor to waddle. Jack tried not to tease him to much as the Doctor had been irritable the last few days. He had also been nesting, and while the hub had never been cleaner, he had also threw a fit when Ianto accidentally spilled coffee.
"I am going to call Martha," Jack informed him, hurrying out of the room. He was going to be a papa again soon.