A week passed without incident after Martha left. The Doctor was feeling better, but he still took his antibiotics in order to make sure the infection was completely gone. He was even daring to leave the hub for longer periods in the morning with Jack as he tried to reestablish himself in the universe. In the afternoons, they worked together and they had finished cataloging Jack's back store of artifacts. The rift was being strangely slow and Jack was worried it was just the eye of the storm. That soon they would be over their heads again in artifacts and missing people. Still, it was a quiet morning in the hub for once. The rift had been quiet for the last twelve hours and everyone dared to hope that it would remain that way for the day. The quiet was abruptly interrupted by yelling coming from Jack's office. Gwen hurried over to the stairs, ready to go up and find out what was wrong. Before she could, the door opened and Jack came storming down the stairs. The Doctor followed him out of the office stopping at the top of the stairs.

"If you don't stop it right now Jack, I am going to get in my TARDIS and I will leave," The Doctor threatened. His eyes were blazing with all the fury of the oncoming storm as he stared down at Jack. Species stronger than Jack had ran from those eyes, Jack wasn't afraid of him, though. Even angry, he trusted the Doctor too much to be afraid of him.

"It's not like you haven't abandoned me before. At least this time it is at my home. Last time I was all alone and knee deep in Dalek dust," Jack yelled back at him.

"It was hardly knee deep. A thin layer of dust is hardly knee deep unless you are the size of a flea," The Doctor snipped back.

"What is this about?" Gwen questioned, surprised to hear them yelling.

"He ate the last of my peanut butter. So I told him it was no wonder all of his companions ended up leaving him," Jack seethed. Gwen's mouth dropped slightly in amazement that they were arguing because of peanut butter.

"So you compared your peanut butter being gone to him abandoning you. Jack there is a store not to far from here. Why don't you go and buy a new jar of peanut butter?" Gwen suggested.

"What so he can eat that too?" Jack hissed. Gwen sighed. She ran her hands down her face in frustration as the Doctor turned and headed back up to Jack's office slamming the door behind him. A moment later the sound of the TARDIS leaving filled the hub. Jack turned to glare at Gwen. "There now you made him leave are you happy?"

"Oi, don't blame me for your two's argument," Gwen snapped back at him. "What is this really about?"

"I just wanted peanut butter for my breakfast, but he had already finished it off on his bananas." Jack's eyes filled with tears. He didn't try to wipe them away as he sat down in one of the chairs by the rift computers. He placed a hand on his stomach. "Now he is gone and I am going to have to raise our daughter alone. All I wanted was peanut butter, Gwen." Gwen tried really hard not to chuckle at the ridiculous of it. Here Jack was, several months pregnant crying over peanut butter. Gwen wrapped her arms around Jack's shoulders pulling him close so that his head was rested on her stomach. "What if I never see him again?"

"I am sure he will be back. You two haven't left each other's side since you returned pregnant. A few hours apart may be a good thing. Now why don't you sit here and calm down for awhile," Gwen suggested.

"Yeah," Jack agreed. He turned to look at the computer. He could concentrate as he wondered if the Doctor was ever going to return. He tried to reach out through the bond but found that it had been closed. Tears streamed freely down his cheeks as he decided he would give up peanut butter forever if that meant the Doctor would return to him. The thought of giving up peanut butter made his tears worse, though, and soon he was a sobbing mess. He eased himself down to the floor wrapping his arms around his legs as he cried over The Doctor and his peanut butter.

"What is the matter with him?" Ianto asked as he saw Jack on the floor.

"He is pregnant and his hormones are getting the best of him. It didn't help that the Doctor left him either. Now stop standing there staring at him and go work," Gwen instructed Ianto. She went and knelt down next to Jack placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I want...the Doctor..." Jack sobbed.

"I know you do," Gwen cooed, rubbing Jack's arm softly. She wasn't sure how long she sat there with Jack for before the sound of the TARDIS filled the hub again. Jack quickly sat up rubbing his eyes as he did. He pulled himself to his feet as the door to his office opened once more. Martha emerged from the office first. In one hand she had a plastic bag and in the other she was holding the Doctor's arm dragging him with her.

"I can't believe you two are fighting over peanut butter," Martha laughed, not even bothering to try to hide the fact that she found it amusing. "The Doctor and I went to the store and I bought ten jars for the two of you to share."

"Thank you," Jack told her gratefully. He stood by the rift computers glaring at the Doctor. Gwen sighed, grabbing his arm and dragging him over to the bottom of the stairs. They were both being difficult as neither one of them wanted to apologize first for their argument. Jack crossed his arm staring up at the Doctor who stood with his hands in his pockets. The Doctor wouldn't look at him, instead he had his eyes focused on the ground in front of him.

"Don't you have something to say, Jack?" Gwen wondered. He glared at her for talking to him like he was a child. Sure he was acting childish but that didn't give her any right to treat him like a child. He opened his mouth to tell her exactly that. As he did so pain shot across his stomach and he cried out doubling over as he moved his hands to his abdomen. The bond instantly opened again as he felt concern from the Doctor pouring through.

"Jack what's wrong?" The Doctor asked as he hurried to be by his side. Martha was right there with him.

"Jack where was the pain located?" Martha asked keeping a level head. She kept one eye on the Doctor, worried that he was going to cause himself problems as he stressed over his lover.

"Right here," Jack told her as he rubbed just above his pelvic bone.

"Is it going off or is it getting worse?" Martha questioned.

"It is still there, but it doesn't hurt as much. It really surprised me more than hurt," Jack explained as he slowly straightened up. Martha eyed him.

"I still want to get you to the medi-bay so that I can look you over," Martha told him. Jack sighed. He felt a cool hand slip into his and he squeezed it taking comfort in the Doctor's touch. The Doctor gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and their argument was all but forgotten as they went back up to the TARDIS.