A/N: Since I've missed a few days, here's another chapter for the lovely readers. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I'm enjoying writing it. I am beyond grateful to my reviewers for sticking with me through my ups and downs in updating.

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Ianto made his way to Jack's bunker, where the older man had decided to take a lie down. The pregnancy was now in its sixth month and Jack felt exhausted. He didn't remember feeling so horrid before, but then again he'd never carried a healthy child before.

Jack's stomach was protruding quite a bit, which made him feel more and more irritated as the days progressed. He refused to buy new clothing, saying his work pants still fit, and to his credit they did...if he were to position them under his protruding stomach, which is what he had been doing, hoping his shirts were long enough to cover to bottom of his stomach.

Ianto climbed down the ladder and gently sat at the edge of the bed, petting Jack's hair lightly and bringing the man back into the land of the waking.

"A thought occurred to me..." Jack mumbled, grabbing a pillow and covering his face.

"And what thought is that?" Ianto asked, smiling brightly at the man's childish antics.

"You're trying to kill me." Jack dead panned and Ianto had to cover his mouth to stifle his giggle.

"Yes cariad. I LIVE to destroy you...now get up I have tea brewing and pizza should be here momentarily...Oh and Gwen will need to use your bed."

"Why?" Jack asked, lifting the pillow to eye Ianto curiously.

"She sobbed and apologized." Ianto explained, grabbing for Jack's hand.

"If you think this is a good idea, I'll back you on it, but be careful." Jack said, grabbing the offered hand and making his way out of bed. Today was going to be long, Jack was sure of it.

Once Jack was properly dressed, begrudgingly wearing looser fitting clothes that Ianto had begged him to wear, they were more comfortable, they made their way to the conference room and Jack's mouth watered at the site. Three large pizza's, probably with as many toppings as the Welsh could order, and a good amount of sides, including an apple crumble that looked deceivingly home made.

"Who made the crumble?" Jack asked, making his way towards the delectable treat only to have his hand slapped away by an irate looking Ianto.

"I made it Jack, and I assure you, you will get none unless you have some proper food...semi proper food...it's got veg on it that's for sure, and you've hardly eaten any veg or fruit for the last three months, it can't be healthy for the baby." Ianto said producing a plate of vegetarian pizza, light sauce and no cheese. Jack looked mortified.

"Eat two pieces and I will give you your crumble."

Jack conceded and took the offending plate with a glare, he couldn't wait to get back at Ianto for this little stunt. He knew DAMN well that Jack had been eating his vegetables...potatoes and lettuce are vegetables damn it, and besides, what he lacked in his intake his body would provide for the baby on its own. Jack could be eating nothing but pudding all day and his body would compensate the rest. Fuck vegetables.

"Jack, the pizza's not going to eat itself." Ianto said and Jack's eyes began to water as he pushed the plate away from him and stood.

"It's okay, I'm not really all that hungry...I'll just go finish my paperwork I guess." Jack left the room to the absolute shock of everyone gathered. For the past month Jack had NEVER said no to food. He could have just eaten and he would stuff his face again. It was the pregnancy, making him able to eat as much as he was, and it was apparently needed as Jack had finally started putting on some proper weight.

"Good going tea-boy." Owen said grabbing the crumble and leaving the room.

"What did I do?" Ianto asked, looking at Tosh curiously.

"No idea. Oh...here comes Gwen." Tosh said, prepping a plate for the former PC and hoping she didn't cause too many more problems.

"Feel better?" Ianto asked and Gwen nodded, a shy smile on her face.

"Good. Eat your food and then I'll have you get some rest before we talk. I had some apple crumble for after, but Owen stole it in a fit of rage."Ianto explained as Tosh handed Gwen her food and watched Gwen eat it with fervor. She must have been starving.

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Jack wiped angrily at his eyes as they brimmed with tears. He shouldn't be so upset over what Ianto had said...or had been demanding he do. Ianto was right, he should eat more vegetables and fresh fruit and less processed food and greasy crap but he just couldn't stomach them any longer. If it wasn't loaded down with something heavy and either greasy or sugary, his stomach would bring them right the fuck back up, and that was no way to try and keep his weight gain up.

"Hello Jack, want some crumble?" Owen asked, walking into Jack's office and smiling at the upset man.

"I would love some." Jack admitted, wiping a stray tear off his cheek.

"Why don't you tell tea-boy that veg makes you sick?" Owen asked, placing the crumble before Jack and watching the older man take a hesitant bite.

"I don't know." Jack admitted, swallowing against the lump in his throat. He was close to losing it and he knew it.

"Well, I'll tell him for you, if it'll be easier. Ianto wasn't trying to be an ass...he's just looking out for you."

"I know." Jack said, tears falling slowly down his face. He was losing the battle with his own emotions and he knew it.

"Want me to call him?"

Jack nodded and started hysterically sobbing as Owen made his escape. Fuck if he missed this part of pregnancy. Crying at the stupidest thing.

"Jack?" Ianto asked, making his way into the room. Jack continued to hysterically sob, nothing would calm him down, Jack was sure of it.

"What's the matter cariad?" Ianto asked and Jack looked up at him with blood shot eyes.

"I can't eat vegetables." Jack yelled, putting his face into his hands and sobbing some more.

"Why...why didn't you tell me?" Ianto asked, walking over and holding the sobbing man close.

"I...I don't know...I just...I don't know."

Ianto shook his head fondly and kissed the top of Jack's head as Jack's tears finally subsided.

"It's okay cariad. I'll make you a meat heavy sandwich when we get home, if you want, for now eat your crumble and I'll get you some meat feast pizza."

Jack nodded and took another bite of crumble before a thought dawned on him.

"Are we still retconning Gwen?" Jack asked, swallowing a mouth full of delicious.

"Yes." Ianto said. He wasn't about to risk her killing someone who could actually stay dead, so yes, retcon would be the best solution to a very bad situation, and though it pained him to do it, they had no choice. They had to retcon Gwen and find a replacement soon. So much to do and very little time left to do it. Ianto sighed, it was going to be a long couple of months.

Ianto made his way towards the conference room and sighed. He really needed to talk with Jack more often if he didn't even know that vegetables made the older man sick. He really was faltering in taking care of Jack. He'd been too sleep deprived and annoyed to actually do much and it hurt him to know that Jack was suffering because of it.

Walking into the conference room Ianto was surprised to see Gwen piling three or four slices of pizza on a plate.

"I heard Jack hadn't eaten so I made him up a plate." Gwen said as way of explanation, having seen Ianto's confusion.

"I'll take it to him, you get some rest." Ianto said, clearly not trusting the woman before him.

"Yeah...sure...here." Gwen said, handing the plate to Ianto, who took it with a nod and turned to leave.

Ianto turned for a brief moment and saw Gwen walking to the couch and laying down, which honestly was a better alternative for the time being, seeing as how Jack's bunker was in his office and Jack was currently having a hormonal break down.

Walking into Jack's office, he was pleased to see that Jack had polished off the whole of the crumble and was waiting patiently for Ianto's return.

"Still hungry cariad?" Ianto asked with an affectionate smile.

"Starving." Jack said, patting his stomach proudly.

"Good. Here's some pizza, eat whatever slices you can handle. I'll get you a chocolate milk and be right back." Ianto promised, placing a kiss to Jack's lips and walking from the office.

Jack sighed with happiness as he took in the smell of the pizza. He loved the meat feast, the smell of it brought water to his mouth as he picked up a slice and took a bite and smiled. Oh how good it tasted.

Jack swallowed and went in for another bite when a sense of unease hit him. Something wasn't quite right. Shaking his head to get his head in order, Jack took another bite and chewed more slowly, savoring the flavors. He loved his pizza, but he was secretly hoping they would have had Chinese that day.

Suddenly Jack's stomach tightened and he put the slice of pizza down, not feeling quite like finishing it any longer. He felt like he had indigestion, which was odd since he'd never once in his immortal life gotten any form of illness or stomach upset.

"You feeling okay cariad?" Ianto asked, walking into the office and handing Jack his chocolate milk. Jack looked up with panic and shook his head.

"I don't think so...I think something's wrong." Jack said, panic written all over his face.

Ianto's heart sank as he heard the panic in Jack's voice and was immediately checking Jack over for injuries.

"I don't see anything..." Ianto said, raising Jack's shirt to check his stomach and watched the bulge ripple.

"Is he moving?" Ianto asked and Jack shook his head before tensing as his stomach cramped. He remembered this cramping from when he'd carried his pregnancy to seven months...his body was trying to expel the baby, and there were two problems with that. 1) Jack was damn sure he wasn't going to be able to birth this baby, considering there was still another month to go before his body would make the needed adjustments, and 2) he was still only six months along. The baby wouldn't be able to make it at this young of a gestation...not in the 21st century.

"Jack, tell me what to do!" Ianto begged, not really knowing what he was going to do in this situation. He didn't even know what the situation was.

"Call..." Jack was about to say before his whole body tensed and his eyes screwed shut against, what Ianto could only guess was agonizing pain. Jack tried his best to breathe through the pain but his entire body felt like it was tensing and on fire at the same time. When the pain finally dulled down a bit Jack grabbed a hold of Ianto's arm and with tears brimming his eyes he begged his lover to get the medic. Jack was in labor.