Finding out that he was carrying a healthy little two hearted boy was a weight off of the Doctor's shoulders. He was still worried about his one hearted little girl, though. At least, by her being a female, it was more likely that her one heart was caused due to her human papa rather than a genetic defect. For the first time since finding out that he was carrying a one-hearted baby, he felt like he could breathe. He waited impatiently while Martha checked his energy levels, before changing over his IV bag and adding medication to it. Once she was finished, he grabbed the stand rushing out of the TARDIS. He went to where Imogen was lying on the couch watching the telly.

"Time for bed little one," The Doctor cooed at her. It was still early but he wanted time to spend with her and discuss the babies he was carrying before he put her down for the night.

"I'm not sleepy," she whined at him her eyes not leaving the telly. The Doctor rolled his eyes as he leaned down scooping her up in his arms. He cuddled her close as he tried to figure out the easiest way to carry her and his IV stand up the stairs. Thankfully Jack made the decision easy by picking up the stand for him. Together the three of them went up the stairs. The Doctor carried her into her room, going to her rocking chair. Jack helped him to get settled. He moved to sit on the bed nearby. While he wanted to be nearby, the Doctor was better at talking to Imogen in a way that she understood.

"Remember how papa and I told you that I was having two babies?" The Doctor asked her. She nodded. "Well, you are going to be a big sister to both a little brother and a little sister in a few months."

"And then I can play with them," She told him happily. Jack chuckled softly.

"Not until they are a little bigger. When they are born they will have to stay in the TARDIS with daddy for a few weeks until Aunt Martha says it is alright for them to come home," The Doctor explained to her.

"Can I stay in the TARDIS with you?" She questioned.

"Not right away because the babies will be very tiny and need a lot of attention. They will have to stay in the medi-bay while they grow in special beds that keep them warm. Once they get bigger you can help daddy and papa take care of them and before you know it they will be big enough that you can play with them," The Doctor told her. He didn't want to lie to her but he chose his words carefully not wanting to scare her since she was only four.

"I want to stay with you, daddy," She whined her thumb going to her mouth. The Doctor smiled pulling her closer to him.

"I promise you that even if I go away for a little while, you will still have Uncle Mickey and Grandma Francine who will be here to take care of you and they both love you very much. Aunt Martha and Papa will have to help me with the babies but they will also be close whenever you need them," The Doctor promised. He took a breath resting his cheek on the top of her head. He opened his mind brushing it against hers, comforting her mind. "I know it sounds scary but no matter what happens you will never be alone."

"We will never let you be alone," Jack agreed speaking up at last as memories of him letting her go resurfaced. The Doctor glanced at Jack, reaching out to him. Jack took his hand squeezing it tightly for just a moment.

"Are the babies going to sleep in your room?" Imogen asked changing the conversation to something easier for her to understand.

"No, they will have their own room," The Doctor answered her.

"Can I sleep in your room?" Imogen wondered. The Doctor turned his head kissing her on the top of hers.

"Not tonight," The Doctor answered reaching for one of her books. "Daddy will tell you a story then rock you until you fall asleep. Then in the morning, we can make breakfast." The Doctor opened the book and began to read. The book had no pictures for Imogen to look at as the Doctor read to her, but it didn't matter as she closed her eyes to listen to the story. The Doctor's tone was soothing and with his mind still calming hers, she was quickly asleep in his arms. Once she was asleep, Jack took her, tucking her into the bed while the Doctor made his way into their room.

Jack followed him a few minutes later, to find the IV stand by the Doctor's side of the bed. The sound of the water running indicated the Doctor was in the shower like normal. Jack got changed into his pajama bottoms, climbing under the blankets. The Doctor joined him a few minutes later still naked with his body flush from the hot shower. He laid down leaving the IV unattached as he settled into the bed. He rolled on his side wrapping his arm around Jack's chest, happy to be back in their bed inside their own home. While he still loved his bed on the TARDIS, the bed he slept in now was comforting in its own way. It reminded him that after everything that happened, he still had a family and a place in this universe where he belonged.

Lifting his head, he pressed his lips to Jacks. He kissed him softly down his chest as he pulled his trousers off. Kissing his way back up he moved to lay across Jack's chest. Jack spread his legs wider letting the Doctor fall between them. The Doctor continued to kiss him, as he slipped his hand between them to take Jack's member in his hand Jack moaned in pleasure as it was rare for the Doctor to take charge but always enjoyable when he did. Reaching to the bedside table, Jack grabbed the lube from his drawer passing it to the Doctor. The Doctor let go of Jack applying the lube to his fingers, before slipping them back down between them. Jack groaned as the Doctor's long fingers pressed up into his body.

"Do you like that?" The Doctor asked his movements slightly hesitant.

"Yes," Jack whimpered. The Doctor teased him for a little while before removing his fingers and adjusting so he could push himself up into Jack's body. Jack clutched the Doctor's back as the coolness moving inside of him was something he would never get used to. He found his release quickly clenching around the Doctor as he did. The Doctor kept up his movements as he pushed closer to the edge. He groaned having trouble falling over the edge as he moved. Jack ran his hand down the Doctor's back, pushing two fingers inside of him. He found the Doctor's prostate with ease. The Doctor held still as Jack helped push him over the edge, finally spilling himself deep inside his husband. He collapsed forward resting his head on Jack's chest.

"Sorry," He whispered.

"Don't be, that was nice," Jack told him kissing him on top of the head. The Doctor closed his eyes intending on falling asleep. He glared at Jack as Jack moved them so he could reach the Doctor's IV line and reattach it to the cannula in his arm. He didn't want the Doctor's energy levels to drop during the night and put the Doctor and babies at risk again. The Doctor huffed loudly, but once Jack stopped moving he settled into sleep.