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Chapter Thirty Five: Future Plans

Jack poured Donna a glass of wine and placed it in front of her; she thanked him and traced the rim of her glass with her index finger. Jack smiled, showing off his dimples and perfect teeth before taking a sip from his glass.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, looking at the red-headed goddess. "You seem to be preoccupied."

Donna tucked her hair behind her ears and sighed deeply. "Today has been one hell of a ride," she explained. "I wouldn't have believed any of it if I haven't lived it myself," she took a sip of wine. "Life with the Doctor is never dull."

Jack nodded in agreement. "And now that he and Martha are married and pregnant, life is going to get a little more interesting," he chuckled; he took another sip of wine. "Have you made any plans if the loving couple decides to take the slow path while waiting for Martha to give birth?"

"You know, I haven't really thought about it," she admitted. "I had always thought the three of us would travel together." She took a drink from her glass. "I guess I can always go back home until Martha gives birth…" she frowned; the thought of living at home with her mum didn't sit well with her. "And get a temp job…" the more Donna thought about it, the more she hated the idea.

"You can do that or come work for me." Jack offered, he grabbed a handful of nibbles and popped them in his mouth as he waited for Donna's answer.

"Are you serious?" She asked, looking at him in disbelief. "You need office help?"

"No, I need a kick-ass alien hunter, interested?"

"I don't have that much experience, Jack."

"Bullshit," Jack replied. "How long have you been travelling with the Doctor?"

"A year."

"You have plenty of experience and working with the Doctor is as good of a recommendation as any, so what do you say Red? Come work with me."

"Okay," Donna said, without giving it another thought. "I'll do it."

"Welcome to Torchwood," Jack said, his blue eyes sparkling. He raised his glass, Donna did the same. "I know you are going to make a wonderful addition to the team." he boasted.

Donna nodded in agreement and tapped her glass against his.

DWDWDW

Martha collapsed against the Doctor's chest, exhausted but content.

The Doctor kissed her sweaty forehead and ran his fingers through her dark, damp locks as they waited for their breathing to slow down.

"So, is this what I have to look forward to once I resign from UNIT?" Martha asked, between gasps of breaths. "Shagging each other senseless?"

A slow smile spread across his lips. "Uh-huh," he answered, lazily.

"Mmmm…." She kissed his chest. "I like that."

"I thought you would." He chuckled.

"So what else do I have to look forward to?"

"Being pamper, for the next eight months, I'm going to spoil you rotten."

Martha gazed up at him. "Really?"

"Really," he confirmed. "I want you to take it easy and relax, become a woman of leisure."

A frown formed on her face. "Doctor, do you know how hard that is going to be for me?" She replied. "To sit around and do nothing?"

"Yes I do, that's when my secret weapon will come in handy."

"What secret weapon?"

"Francine." He smirked.

"My mum!" she said in disbelief. "You are going to call my mum if I don't behave?"

"I got her number on speed dial."

"Doctor…"

"Martha, humor me, okay?" He said. "We don't know how this pregnancy is going to affect you," he explained. "Although things are going smoothly right now, we don't know how it going to be when you are further along."

Martha looked into her husband's eyes and saw the fear he tried to hide behind a mask. She knew that he wouldn't ask this of her if he wasn't truly concern for her and the baby. She had to admit it to herself that because of her uniqueness she might have some complications later on.

"Okay," she conceded. "You know I will never do anything to harm our child and if I have to sit around and have you as my personal love slave. I'm okay with it."

"Thank you," he said, relieved. "And for the record, I will be more than happy to be your personal love slave."

"Yeah?" she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Yes," he confirmed, wondering what she had on that brilliant mind of hers. "What are you thinking?"

"We might have to make a side trip to Mistress Betty," she smirked. "If you are going to be my love slave you might as well dress the part. I can see you in a leather body harness with a cock ring." She licked her lips, imaging her husband strutting around in a body harness feeding her peel grapes. "And a gag for when you get too mouthy," she continued, liking the idea more and more. "And a whip to keep you in line."

The Doctor gaped at his beautiful wife; he had no idea how kinky she could be. "Are you serious?"

"What do you think?" She replied, coyly. "If I'm going to be a woman of leisure I might as well enjoy it…but you know…" she nibbled on his neck. " it goes both ways, and I do know how to keep my love slave happy…very happy," she continued. "Imagine me massaging your tire body after a long day of catering to my needs." She hinted.

The Doctor paused a few seconds before answering. "Martha?"

"Yes love?" She sighed dreamily, making a mental list of items to purchase at Mistress Betty.

"Don't forget the handcuffs and lubes."

A/N: Well Martha have to do something for the next eight months...lol Thanks for reading!