For the first two hours, the medi-bay was quiet. Jack slipped off to sleep due to the medication that Martha gave him while the Doctor laid awake sulking quietly. Martha actively monitored their vitals as she waited for the medication to work. Over those two hours, though, it became increasingly apparent that the Doctor and Jack were going to become parents that night. Martha couldn't deliver the two babies on her own and monitor their parents throughout, she needed help.

"Doctor, I want to bring my mum on board as well as a small team of doctors to help deliver your little girls," Martha told him quietly, so she didn't wake Jack. She saw the fear in his eyes as he shook his head no. His hand moved protectively down to his stomach and he held it there as he stared at her.

"I can help deliver Jack's daughter," He informed her stubbornly.

"No, you can't. You are slightly ahead of him and more than likely will be giving birth first but not by long. Chances are the babies are going to be born within minutes of each other. If something goes wrong, I need a team that can respond quickly in order to save you and the babies," Martha explained trying to get through to him. He groaned his fist tightening as a contraction took his breath away. "Breathe through it Doctor, holding your breath doesn't help."

"I am breathing," The Doctor moaned as he took another quick breath and held it.

"Do you want a stronger painkiller?" Martha offered. Not surprisingly he shook his head.

"Shit," Jack announced he had woken up as a contraction seized his own body. He continued swearing under his breath as the Doctor watched him with one eyebrow raised. "I thought you were going to stop these."

"It's not working. I am trying to convince the Doctor to let me bring my mum and more doctors on board but he is being stubborn," Martha explained. Jack glared at the Doctor briefly as he relaxed into the pillows again.

"Get your mum and Tish on board. Once they are on, you will see a series of buttons near the handbrake," Jack started.

"Jack," The Doctor snapped, trying to interrupt him. Jack ignored him as he continued to talk.

"If you press the fifth one, it will return the TARDIS automatically to Torchwood. There you can contact Owen, Tosh and Gwen to come in and help," Jack finished. They could argue about him allowing others on once the babies were born safely.

"I am also going to need incubators for the babies and oxygen mask as well as IV's, just in case," Martha questioned Jack. It was the Doctor who answered, though.

"I have all those items in the medical storage," The Doctor informed her with a sigh.

"Thank you." Martha gave him a kiss on the head before turning to get her mum and Tish. The Doctor made a face, wiping the kiss off as he did.

"I told you we should have picked out names," Jack reminded the Doctor as soon as Martha was out of earshot. The Doctor glanced over at him, reaching his hand out to take Jack's hand in his own. Jack squeezed it tightly. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Jack," The Doctor whispered. His grip tightened as another contraction took his breath away. Regardless of how much pain he was in, he still managed to make his unhappiness known as Francine came into the medi-bay.

"Hello Francine," Jack said pleasantly, happy to see her. Soon the medi-bay was filled with people as the TARDIS landed in Torchwood. The Doctor wanted to run and hide, unhappy that there was a group of humans in his TARDIS waiting for him to give birth. Owen took up monitoring Jack while Martha kept her focus on him. They prepared the medi-bay for the arrival of the babies while making sure their fathers were medically sound. Jack held his own, but it soon became obvious the Doctor wasn't doing as well. He had gone quiet, his movements sluggish, despite not receiving any pain medication.

"Doctor. You need to stay with me love," Francine cooed as Martha monitored him.

"I'm tired," The Doctor whined. He closed his eyes, forcing them back open a crack. Martha took the opportunity to check his pupil response. She was pleased to see it was normal and she even got glared at for her concern. She moved down checking the rest of his vitals and the baby as she did. She wasn't happy to see that the baby was showing signs of distress as well.

"Owen can I talk to you a moment?" Martha asked motioning to the door.

"What is wrong with my baby?" The Doctor panicked as the two of them moved across the medi-bay. Francine tried to comfort him, but he shrugged her off wanting to stand up and follow Martha.

"Martha," Jack called out as Gwen tried to keep him in bed as well.

"We might as well have the discussion in front of them or they are going to follow us out and hurt themselves," Owen advised her. Martha nodded. She didn't like it, but she looked at the Doctor as she spoke.

"The baby is showing signs of distress. That and your vitals are worrying me. I think we may need to consider a c-section in order to deliver your daughter safely," Martha told the Doctor. "I am going to have Owen get the room prepared and if either of your vitals drop you are going in."

"It's going to be alright, sweetheart," Jack tried to comfort his lover as he worried about him. He wanted to get out of bed to hold the Doctor, but he couldn't. To both their surprise, it was Francine who took charge of the situation. She moved to the Doctor's legs.

"Francine?" The Doctor questioned in concern as she moved the blanket.

"Relax, I am a registered nurse," Francine informed him. "I have helped deliver a few babies in my time and we are going to safely deliver your daughter without a c-section if at all possible. Now you are almost ready, you just have to keep calm for a little longer. I am going to put an oxygen mask on for you to help." Though the Doctor didn't like them, he didn't fight Francine as she did. He even left it on, trying to ignore the feeling of cold air against his face as he breathed. True to her word, Francine stayed beside him and within the hour he was bringing his daughter into the world.

"One more push," Martha told him. He held Jack's hand tightly in one hand as Francine helped him to sit up and focus on pushing. Collapsing backwards, he waited impatiently for the sound of his new daughter screaming. It took a moment but soon she was wailing her unhappiness. Martha lifted her placing her on the Doctor's chest. The Doctor held her examining every inch of his daughter as Martha cleaned him up. She had thin almost non-existent hair on her head that the Doctor thought might be blondish when cleaned.

"I love you my kui'la," The Doctor whispered kissing her on the head.

"Your turn Jack," Owen announced. Jack nodded bracing himself. It seemed to him that it took longer for his own daughter to be born then the Doctor's child. She showed her lungs were just as strong as she didn't hesitate to scream open entering the world.

"She's beautiful," The Doctor told Jack as he looked over at the little brown haired child. The Doctor wanted a closer look at Jack's baby but that wasn't possible yet. First were examinations and feedings. The babies were then taken from them to be cleaned up, weighed and measured. Martha was worried about both of their health, but the TARDIS was actively monitoring them. They would need to stay in the medi-bay for awhile, but there was no reason the Doctor couldn't help care for them. With the babies being cleaned up. The Doctor switched beds so that he was sitting with Jack. He kissed him on the cheek, relaxing into his lover.

"They're perfect," Jack informed him. He watched as Martha placed both of them into an incubator, then wheeled it closer to the new parent's bed. She didn't comment on the fact they were now sharing.

"They are both on the small side. Doctor your baby is only 2.5 kg while her sister is 2.7. They are going to need some help maintaining their body temperatures but from the examines I have done as well as the information I have received from the TARDIS, they are both healthy for being so small. You two just need to get a little rest now as soon you will have two babies demanding your attention," Martha advised the exhausted parents. "I just have one more question before I let you rest and please don't lie to me again. What is Bad Wolf?"

"Rose," The Doctor sighed. Martha didn't look surprised at hearing the word.

"I should have known," She responded. She helped tuck the blanket around the two of them as the settled down to sleep. She watched the Doctor curl into Jack and Jack hold him tightly despite their sore bodies. She glanced over at the incubator where the babies were also sleeping. When Jack was awake again, she would discuss Rose's return with him. She knew all about the Doctor's old companion and could understand why Jack was worried about her return. The Doctor was smart enough, though, not to throw his family and happiness away for an old lover. At least she hoped he was.