Jack was disappointed, but not surprised when Alice called to cancel their meeting before Sunday. She gave a vague reason about forgetting that she had another engagement, only Jack knew the truth. She was interested in meeting his family and if he hadn't taken Kui'la to the football game she would have never met her little sister given the choice. It frustrated Jack that she was so willing to disregard the important people in his life, and he tried not to think about it as he spent time with his loving daughter and stubborn lover. Despite Jack's many attempts to get the Doctor to change the name of their son, as well as move to a new home that was safer for the children, he still found himself setting up a nursery for Grey aboard the TARDIS. His arguments fell on deaf ears as the Doctor was set in his ways. The Doctor argued him that there was no place safer in the universe for their children then his TARDIS and while Jack had to agree, he still wanted to have a real home for them to live in.

As the Doctor's stomach grew, though, he became even stubborner about not leaving the safety of Torchwood or the TARDIS. Even if his son needed the space, he was embarrassed that his once lithe body now had a stomach that protruded out beyond his trousers. He wasn't willing to go out to anywhere in Cardiff and have others stare at him as he made his way down the street. So, instead, he hid barely even seeing the other members of Torchwood who knew of his pregnancy and wouldn't judge him for his stomach. As the time for his son's birth approached, he became even more reclusive. Hiding in his library or one of his many gardens as he just waited impatiently for his son to be born. It was in one of the many gardens that he felt the first true contraction indicating that his son would be making his arrival soon. He sat their, curling into himself trying to remember to breathe as the pain took his breath away.

As the pain faded, he forced himself to stand. He briefly thought of going to his room to hide but he knew that Jack would never forgive him for making him miss the birth of his child again. So instead of seeking privacy, he made his way to the front of the TARDIS seeking his lover. As he walked the second contraction caught him by surprise and he stopped bracing himself against the wall. Once the contraction passed, he made it another two steps before coming to his bedroom. He was tempted to go in as the TARDIS hummed through him comfortingly but instead, he kept moving. Making it to the door of the TARDIS, he took a deep breath then stepped out into the busy hub.

"Daddy," Kui'la called out happily upon seeing him. She rushed over and he forced a smile on his face as she hugged him.

"My baby. Are you being good for Tosh?" The Doctor asked taking a moment for his daughter. She nodded happily.

"Tosh is trying to show me how to calculate out the prime numbers," she answered. "Then later we are going to the park so that I can play with my new friends."

"That sounds like fun. Just make sure you listen to her and don't run off," the Doctor told her.

"I won't," she promised.

"Their's my good girl." He hugged her again, trying not to let her see or feel through the bond the contraction that was steadily growing stronger across his abdomen. "Sweetheart, can you do Daddy a favor and go get Papa. I need him in the TARDIS."

"Yep," Kui'la responded popping the p. She took off towards the stairs to Jack's office, but the Doctor didn't watch her as he went back into the TARDIS. He let himself collapse back against the wall, allowing the TARDIS to soothe him as his stomach ached. He was still breathing through it when Jack came on the TARDIS with Kui'la in tow. He took one look at the Doctor before turning back to his daughter.

"Kui'la, I need you to go get Martha then stay with Tosh," Jack told her not letting her see the Doctor.

"Papa," she started to argue.

"Now, Kui'la," Jack snipped.

"Jack," the Doctor groaned as Kui'la ran from the TARDIS. "I know you're worried but don't take it out on your daughter."

"I'll apologize to her once we have you settled. Now, let's get you to the medi-bay," Jack told him. The Doctor shook his head no. He hated the coldness of the medi-bay and didn't want to be in there when he gave birth.

"I want to go to my room," The Doctor informed Jack. It was where he gave birth to his daughter and where he wanted to welcome Grey. He explained that to Jack as they started down the corridors. Jack thankfully listened to him and they entered his room allowing him to settle on his own bed. He didn't stay there long as Martha came in, forcing him to strip down and put a gown on. He wasn't happy with her, but he allowed her to take the lead as he listened to his body's needs. He moved around, never staying one position long as he tried to find one that would relieve the pain. Eventually, he ended up on his hands and knees with his face buried in a pillow as he panted. Jack rubbed his back, offering him comfort even as he called Jack an ape and threatened to castrate him to keep this from happening again. He felt the contractions racking his body and everything in him told him it was time to push. He moved again, as Martha took position. He barely listened to her as he allowed the TARDIS to soothe him as he became focused on bringing his son into the universe.

"One more big push and his shoulders will be free," Martha informed him. He listened to her this time, holding on to Jack. Even if he had insulted Jack, he was thankful he was there and he laid his head on Jack's leg as he felt relief spread. He heard the cries of a newborn baby and felt Jack kiss him on the back of his head. He forced his sore body to move turning so that he could take his son into his arms. Martha laid the baby on his bare chest and he cuddled him close as he looked down at his son in amazement. He counted to make sure he had ten fingers and toes. Examining his son as he tried to ignore what Martha was doing.

"He's beautiful, Doc," Jack whispered as he kissed the Doctor.

"He is," the Doctor agreed. He leaned back against Jack as Martha joined them at the top of the bed. She ran through the initial examination of Grey pleased with the results. When the Doctor was cleaned up, she allowed him to move to the small couch in the room, covering his lap with a blanket. As he moved he connected with Kui'la through their shared bond calling her to his room. Martha looked up, in confusion as a soft knock sounded through the large room. Before she could get up, the door opened and Kui'la came in. She stopped in the doorway looking at her daddy.

"It's alright, sweetheart. Come meet your little brother," The Doctor told her. She came over to them slowly and Jack pulled her up on his lap so that she was sitting with them.

"He's tiny," she stated disappointingly. The Doctor smiled at her softly.

"He is, but soon he will be big enough that you can run and play with him," the Doctor informed her. She nodded still not quite sure as she looked at the baby.

"What's his name?" she asked. The Doctor looked at Jack giving him a chance to answer.

"His name is Grey," Jack answered. Kui'la turned to look at Jack.

"That's a colour, Papa," she told him and Jack laughed. He dropped a kiss on the top of her head as he hugged her close. Martha watched them for a moment but none of them noticed as she let herself out of the room to get water for the Doctor and a bottle for Gray. She was going to have to take him soon to clean him up and weigh him but for now she let the small family bond as she took care of her patients.