It was almost five minutes later when Martha made her way up to Jack's office. She found the Doctor still sitting in the chair in front of Jack's desk staring forward. He didn't seem to notice her presence as she took a seat next to him but finally, he turned his head towards her when she placed a hand on his leg. She could see the tears and the confusion in his eyes as he held out a small key to her. She recognized it immediately and was surprised when he didn't fight her as she took the key from him placing it in her pocket.

"Can you take me to my TARDIS?" He questioned her.

"No, because we both know that you aren't ready to go there yet. If I take you there now you will just seek out the Master and I won't let that beautiful little girl you are carrying be raised by that monster while you are strung out on his drugs. You need to stay here in Cardiff for now and once you are ready I will take you to her," Martha told him. The Doctor nodded a tear forming at the corner of his eye which he quickly wiped away. "Is Jack angry at you because you found the key?"

"He gave it to me and told me to leave," the Doctor answered her honestly.

"Why did he tell you to leave?" Martha asked in concern.

"Because I told him I wanted to be Emily's daddy," the Doctor responded. Martha took a deep breath letting it out slowly as the Doctor continued. "I don't want to take her away from him Martha. The TARDIS is no place to raise a child and she would never be safe traveling among the stars. I plan to leave her with him during the day when I am well enough to travel and return to help him raise her at night."

"Did you tell that to Jack?" Martha wondered and the Doctor shook his head no.

"He left before I could." Martha didn't have to ask where he went because she had to drag Jack away from his favorite pub more than once over the years. It usually was because he had a hard day at work or due to a fight with Ianto and she had no doubt that he had gone there for comfort, even if he couldn't get drunk from the alcohol they served.

"Come on, you need to rest and eat supper. I am going to have Mickey take you to our flat for the night and I will be along in a little while," Martha advised the Doctor as she stood. The Doctor nodded standing. He followed her out of Jack's office and down to the main hub where Mickey was working. Mickey gave Martha a questioning look but she promised to explain later. Trusting her, the three of them left the hub. Mickey and the Doctor got into their SUV heading towards their home while Martha walked down the street to the nearby pub. Just as she suspected Jack was inside at one of the tables nursing a bottle of whiskey.

"Is he gone?" Jack asked as Martha approached the table.

"No. He is currently going to my flat with Mickey in order to get supper and rest," Martha responded. She took out the key from her pocket handing it to Jack. He took it from her staring down at it. "In the future, I would appreciate it if you asked me before you give him this key."

"I am surprised he gave it to you," Jack told her.

"He doesn't want it, Jack. As much as he misses his TARDIS, he knows that he isn't ready to travel yet. He still needs to finish healing his mind and give birth before he will be ready to go off on his own again," Martha responded. Jack made a rude noise with his mouth as he lifted the cup to his mouth taking another drink. She took a seat at the table across from him. Jack didn't bother to ask for another cup as he knew that she would never drink with him. Her patients always came first so it was rare for her to indulge in any alcohol as she worried about being intoxicated when they needed her.

"Did he tell you he wants to be her daddy?" Jack asked.

"He did and he told me that he asked you to be her uncle. I know it hurts Jack," Martha started.

"You're damn right it hurts. I have put months into planning for this child just to have it ripped away from before he gives birth. I understand him wanting to be her daddy but I can't even be her papa, father, dad, or any other version of the word. He just wants to take her away from me and have me be her uncle," Jack spat.

"He doesn't want to take her away from you. He still wants you to raise and take care of her. Nothing has changed besides what you will be called," Martha explained. Jack rolled his eyes. While he was relieved that he would still be able to raise Emily, he was still upset that he was no longer going to be able to be her daddy. He had lost that opportunity with Alice as well due to her mother hiding her from him and the Doctor opened old wounds by doing the same with Emily.

"He can be a right arse sometimes," Jack replied. Martha nodded her agreement as Jack finished off the glass he was holding. He poured himself another as she watched. "I don't want to see him tonight."

"That's fine. He can stay at my flat tonight and I will bring him to the hub with us in the morning," Martha told him. She stood and Jack made no move to follow her. "Do you want me to wait and drive you home?"

"That guy at the bar has been watching me for most of the night. I might see if he is open to sharing my bed tonight," Jack informed her.

"Goodnight, Jack." Jack waved her goodnight as he watched her head out of the pub. Despite his claim of bedding the man at the bar, he wasn't actually interested in sleeping with him. What he really wanted at the moment was to get extremely drunk then to drill someone roughly into the bed and he wasn't going to accomplish that here. He paid his tab before heading out into the cool evening air. He went back to the hub going up to his office. He found a bottle of whiskey he kept there that he had laced with hyper-vodka. He took it with him as he left heading to his home. Once inside, he took off his shoes and coat throwing them aside. He didn't bother to turn on a light as he flopped heavily onto the sofa before opening the bottle of whiskey. He brought the bottle to his lips, taking a long drink. His phone rang but he didn't bother answering it as he took another mouthful. Tonight, he just wanted to forget and even if it took the entire bottle, he planned on accomplishing just that.