The rest of Saturday and all of Sunday were spent lying in bed in each other's arms. They moved occasionally as Jack went to get food or more alcohol but neither one really felt like facing the universe that weekend. By Monday no one at Torchwood would have known that the Captain spent the weekend tucked heartbroken in his bed. He walked in fully dressed holding his head high. That morning in the meeting he gave orders like always and was civil to the young Welshman. Torchwood was running like normal with no sign that the Captain was still hurting and the Doctor wasn't going to betray Jack's trust by telling anyone.

Instead, he sat quietly as Jack spoke to his team handing out the projects for the day. The Doctor barely listened knowing that his only task would be to help Mickey in between his daily talks with Martha as well as his weekly check-up. He hated the examinations as she always complained to him that he needed to gain weight and he refused to let his lithe body become fat. He understood that the baby would need room to grow and the extra calories so he was eating more but he wasn't going to eat outside of his normal diet just to make her happy. He was already doing enough of that by taking daily prenatal vitamins and a single pill for his depression that he was given at their daily talk and supposed to take on his own over the weekend. A fact that he often failed to comply with.

"Did you hear me, Doctor?" Jack asked interrupting his morning sulking.

"No," the Doctor admitted as he turned his attention back to the meeting.

"I will ask you again then," Jack stated patiently as he could tell the Doctor wasn't paying attention to him the moment he started to talk to him. "Once you are done with your exam, will you please join me and Ianto in the archives so we can store the new artifacts?"

"Of course," the Doctor answered slightly excited that he was going to be doing real work and not just the busy work that Mickey usually provided for him. Jack handed out the rest of the assignments and then released his small team.

"Jack can I have a word," Martha asked. Jack nodded waiting while Mickey, Gwen, and Ianto filed out to begin their work. Once it was just the three of them in the room Martha spoke again. "Today after I have ran through the Doctor's initial examination I am going to perform an ultrasound to determine the health and growth of the baby. He is far enough along that I should also be able to determine the sex today if you want to know."

"I do but it is the Doctor's decision if I can be in the room," Jack replied. They both looked towards the Doctor. He was staring down at his stomach with one hand resting about the child he was carrying.

"That's fine," the Doctor spoke up finally. He stood up leaving the room and Martha went after him. The Doctor looked longingly towards the stairs leading down to the artifacts but instead turned to go down to the autopsy room. He rolled his eyes at Martha letting her know exactly how he felt about the suggestion as he was once more informed that the needed to gain weight. He had given up on telling her he wasn't going to do it so he just let her chastise him briefly as she had him climb up on the table. She was quick as she checked the rest of his vitals seeing that he was still doing well despite being underweight and pregnant. She then went to get Jack before having him lift his shirt.

"This will be a little cool," she warned the Doctor before applying the gel to his skin. He stared up the ceiling as she found the baby. Once again the measurements for the child were off despite how far along he was. Every week she found the measurements were different from what she expected but the baby was still growing and she couldn't find anything wrong besides the fact it was small. She hoped it was just because of genes but she had no way of knowing for sure until the child was born. "So are you ready to find out the sex?"

"Yes," Jack responded excitedly. Martha moved the wand and then smiled at Jack.

"It's a girl," Martha told him. Jack grinned broadly at the fact that he was going to be having a daughter. He turned to the Doctor hoping to share in the excitement to find the Doctor still staring upward.

"Don't you want to see Emily?" Jack wondered. The Doctor shook his head no.

"It's all right. I will print out a picture in case he changes his mind later," Martha informed them. She printed out several pictures for Jack then gave the Doctor a flannel to clean his stomach off with. The Doctor wiped off the gel before sitting up. Martha handed Jack the pictures and he took them with him as he left the room. The Doctor started to stand to go after him but Martha put a hand on his arm to stop him.

"Our talks are in the afternoon, Martha," the Doctor whispered.

"I know but I just want to know if there is any reason why you refused to watch the ultrasound today," Martha questioned. The Doctor looked away from her not answering. He didn't want to tell her the turmoil that he was currently feeling over the child he was carrying. He said at the beginning he didn't want her but over the last few days, he found himself thinking quite a bit about her. He wanted to take her in the TARDIS and show her planets. He willingly tried to connect with her in order to strengthen her mind and found himself snacking just to help provide her calories even if he didn't want to gain weight. He had said at the beginning that he didn't want the child but he found himself changing his mind. As horrible as it was being trapped on this planet he found himself wanting to stay with Jack in their home in order to help raise her. He wanted to be her daddy.

"This ultrasound wasn't for me but for Jack since he is going to be the one raising her," the Doctor lied finally knowing he had to say something or Martha would never let him go down to the archives.

"You can still show interest in the child. Just because you agreed that Jack could raise her that doesn't mean you have to walk away. You can be a part of her life and help Jack to raise her," Martha explained softly.

"I know," the Doctor sighed. He picked up her hand taking it off his shoulder before standing. He didn't ask for her permission as he left the room going down to where Jack was waiting with Ianto in the archives. He put a fake smile on his face as he entered the room. Jack saw right through the smile as it didn't come close to touching the Doctor's eyes. He was pretending to be alright to, though, and maybe one day they both would be.