Authors Note: 9th of December... this one is on time! As usual don't own Doctor Who or any affiliates, and not making any money from these stories. Short one again today, sorry it's just the way it turned out. Enjoy C x

The TARDIS gives the Doctor a Christmas Present

He was still nibbling on a mince pie, probably his fifth, when the TARDIS warbled and shuddered. "What are you doing?" he asked it through a mouthful of pie, standing up as it landed with a bang.

"Doctor?" he heard a familiar American voice call out. "Did you decide to take me up on my offer after all?"

"Jack?" the Doctor answered confused, hurrying towards the door as it swung open and Captain Jack walked in, a little dishevelled. "Jack!" he yelled crushing him into a bear hug.

"Woah Doc, not whilst the missus can see." Jack gestured through the open door where the Doctor could see Ianto standing awkwardly at the oven. "Why do you sound surprised to see me? And what is that doing in here?" he asked gesturing to the sleigh.

"Um, well, I kind of had an accident and now I've rendered Father Christmas unconscious so I am Doctor Claus for 1837. I was bemoaning the fact that I was alone, the TARDIS appears to believe that you are the best choice as a companion for this trip."

"1837? Not been there…" He turned to look at his lover, smiling sweetly "Iantoooo?"

"You can go, just don't forget that I'm cooking your Christmas dinner. Don't eat too many mince pies." Ianto paused as he noticed the crumbs on the Doctor's suit. "That goes for you too sir.
There is enough for you to join us, if you'd like."

"Thank you Ianto, I'd be honoured." Jack ran back out of the TARDIS and hugged Ianto, kissing him deeply and quickly.

"Back soon, don't do anything I wouldn't do." As Jack walked back into the TARDIS and closed the door Ianto could be heard calling.

"Yeah, like that rules out a lot."

The Doctor laughed as he flicked a switch to return to the year they needed to be in. The TARDIS whorped and then came to a stop. Jack poked his head out of the door.

"Aww, snow! I haven't seen snow in… I don't know how long. And I can't taste estrogen in it." He frowned and glanced at the Doctor. "You don't think that means I'll get pregnant do you?" The Doctor laughed.

"I hope not Jack. Come and help me make this work." The two men bent down over Father Christmas' sleigh trying to get it to upload the right information to the TARDIS.