Hey all. Well, here it is; the last chapter. Hope you enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

"Say something," Martha smiled sheepishly up at Alf.

Alf shook himself from his stupor and started to smile back at his granddaughter. "Congratulations," he pulled her in for a hug. "I'm so happy for you," he told her.

Martha was grinning from ear to ear. "I'm happy too. I really am. I just hope that Jack will be happy. I should probably head over and tell him," she ranted.

When she noticed the smile fall from her grandfather's face, she knew something was wrong. "What is it? What's wrong?" she asked him.

"It's about Jack," Alf looked away uncomfortably.

"He met somebody else?" Martha jumped to conclusions almost immediately.

"What? No, of course not," Alf reassured her.

Martha sighed in relief. "Well, that's okay then," she laughed.

"You're in love with him aren't you?" Alf touched Martha's cheek softly.

Martha nodded with a small smile. "Yeah, I am. I want us to be together so bad. And now, we have a baby on the way. Nothing can keep us apart," she exclaimed. "And just imagine what it will do for our families. A baby will bring so much joy and it will bring us all together again. Just the way it used to be, and the way it should always be," she explained to Alf.

Alf quickly took hold of Martha's hand and started to drag her back to the car where Charlie was waiting to give her a ride home. "You need to hurry," Alf shot out.

"Huh?" Martha was confused as she pulled away from his grasp and paused on the spot. "What are you talking about?"

Alf groaned. "Jack's leaving Martha. He's probably on his way to airport right now," he explained

"No," Martha was shocked. "He can't go. We're having a baby," she was starting to get quite upset.

"Then go," Alf urged. "If you hurry, you'll get there before his plane leaves. That boy is in love with you, and if you ask him to stay, he will. He'll do anything for you," he said.

Martha started to nod. She moved away from Alf's grasp and ran towards the car; yelling at Charlie. "Take me to the airport; right now," she demanded.

"A please and thank you can go a long way," Charlie laughed sarcastically.

"I don't have time for this," Martha yelled at him. "I love Jack and I'm having his baby. But he's on his way to the airport; about to leave and he has no idea how I feel. Now take me to the airport," she screeched.

"Okay, okay," Charlie held his hands up. "Get in," he told her.

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Charlie screeched the car to a halt right out the front of the airport entrance. Martha pushed open the door and flew from the car. "Wait for me," she called back to Charlie who was laughing at her hast. Martha ran into the airport and looked around the foyer trying to spot Jack.

"Jack," she called out. She didn't care that people were starting to stare and point at her. She knew that she probably looked like a crazy person running around. "Jack," she cried out.

Not seeing him anywhere, she started to run again and stopped when she came across a large screen displaying the departure times. She had no idea what airline he was using or what time his flight was; so it was just a guessing game from this moment on. She flicked her eyes over the screen and took note of the next departure; five minutes from now.

She took of running again, and kept running until she reached the desk at the departure door. As she got there; the door was closing.

"No, don't close it. I need to get on that plane," Martha panted as she leant over the desk.

"Do you have a ticket?" the woman behind the desk asked.

Martha shook her head. "No, but….," she started but was cut off.

"Then I'm sorry; you can't get on the plane. Besides, it's too late now. The plane will be taking off soon," the woman explained.

"No, you don't understand," Martha yelled at the woman.

"Please lower your voice Miss," she told Martha in return.

"No," Martha stamped her foot in a huff. "The man I love might be on that plane. And I need to tell him that we're going to have a baby. I need to tell him. Please," she begged.

A look of sorrow washed over the woman's face as she shook her head again. "I'm sorry, but I can't allow it. I'm so sorry," she apologized.

Martha fell against the desk and started to sob. He was on that plane; she just knew it. And now he was gone. He didn't even know that he was going to be a father. Feeling dejected, Martha turned and started to walk away from the departure lounge and back towards the exit. But she was in for the surprise of her life, when she suddenly came face to face with Jack

"Jack? You're still here," Martha cried.

He nodded slightly. "I'm supposed to be on a plane right now, but I'm not. I couldn't do it," Jack told her.

"Why not?" Martha asked him as she looked down at her hands; suddenly feeling a little shy. This was the first time she'd seen him in a month.

"I couldn't leave you," Jack answered her honestly. "Why are you here?" he then questioned her; changing the subject.

"I didn't want you to leave me," she also decided to be honest. "But I thought I was too late," she exclaimed.

"You didn't want me to leave?" Jack smiled softly.

"No, I want you to stay. I want you to stay and be with me," Martha smiled back at him.

Jack dropped his bag on the ground and took a step towards Martha. "The last month has been total hell for me. I thought it would be easier for the both of us if I left. But I suddenly realized that it would be worse. I'm in love with you and I'd be miserable without. I'd be nothing without you," he said to her as he reached out for her hand.

"I love you too," Martha smiled at him as she lunged forward and pressed her lips to his. She felt Jack's arms slip around her waist and pull her in tighter as their kiss deepened. It had felt like a lifetime since they'd last kissed, and Martha couldn't believe how much she'd missed it.

In need of a little air, Martha pulled away and took a deep breath. "So you're staying?" she asked him.

Jack laughed a little. "Nothing could take me away from you. Not now. Not ever," he caressed her face.

"Good," Martha nodded as she quickly pecked him on the lips. "Coz there's something you need to know," her eyes shone as she looked up him.

"You seem excited, so I'm guessing that what you're about to tell me is something good," Jack started. "But I assure you right now; nothing could really make this day any better. Because as far as I'm concerned, this is the best day of my life," he whispered to her.

"We're having a baby," Martha blurted out.

Martha searched his face for a sign that he was happy, but all she got was a look of shock. His mouth was agape, and it looked as though he was trying to say something. But still, no words came out.

"You're not happy," Martha frowned as she tried to pull away from his grasp.

But Jack held onto her firmly. "A baby?" he laughed. "I'm going to be a father," he yelled out.

Martha looked up in surprise. "Wait. You are happy," she grinned.

"I lied when I said this day couldn't get any better," Jack exclaimed as he picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Martha laughed at Jack's public display of affection. "We're having a baby," she whispered at his lips.

"We're having a baby," Jack whispered back as he started to kiss her once more.

"But, just so you know; I still think you're a perverted pig," Martha hushed against his mouth.

"I can deal with that," Jack shrugged with a grin.

As she kissed him, Martha thought about how happy she was right at that moment. She'd gotten the happy ending she'd always wanted. She got the guy. And she got the baby. Life couldn't be more perfect.

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Charlie watched Martha and Jack from a short distance; smiling at their newfound happiness. After everything she'd been through, Charlie knew that Martha deserved to happy. He started to laugh as a crowd of people stopped in their tracks and started to cheer on the happy couple.

Taking one last glance, he spun around and ran smack bang into another body. "Sorry," he apologized as he helped the young woman pick up her bag.

"It's okay," she smiled as she looked up him. "Do I know you?" she suddenly asked as she looked him over.

Realizing who she was, Charlie grinned. "You're the Doc who patched up Jack," he said to her.

"And your Charlie Mackenzie," she laughed.

"You know, I never caught your name," Charlie stared down at the woman.

"Rachel Armstrong," she held out her hand for him to shake.

"Would you like to have dinner with me Doctor Rachel?" Charlie asked with a soft smile.

Rachel nodded and smiled back at him. "I'm a pretty busy woman, but I think that I could fit you in".

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Well, there it is. The last chapter. It's over. I'm not entirely impressed with it, but it will do. Lol.

Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed. I appreciate it.