A/N: This chapter depicts the birth and after effects, it's pretty detailed, if that squicks you, I'm sorry but it was a chapter that needed to be written. Hopefully I don't offend anyone but if I do, I'm sorry.

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Ianto ran to the autopsy bay as fast as his legs would carry him. There was no way he was going to let anything happen to Jack or their son if he was alive to prevent it. Things had been fine not ten minutes ago. All he'd done was leave Jack alone just long enough to grab him something to drink and when he'd gone back Jack was in labor...at six months pregnant. Ianto knew that if this wasn't stopped, the chances of the baby surviving were slim to none.

"OWEN." Ianto screamed, looking from this way to that, hoping to find the medic. Tosh was at her station working on a time lock protocol when her head snapped up at Ianto's panicked scream.

"Owen went home for the day, said something about not wanting to be anywhere near Gwen right now, said he'd be back tomorrow." Tosh explained, grabbing Ianto's attention, who's face went white with panic.

"No, NO NO. Call him, tell him to come back NOW!" Ianto said, rushing to grab his phone. One of their damn Doctors would come to help or Ianto would tear the fucking universe in half to fix this.

Finding the proper number, Ianto pushed call and waited as the line connected. He was biting his thumb clear off in his worry as he made his way back to the office and to Jack. He'd done what he could right now and Jack needed him.

"Ianto, pleasure as always. What can I do for you?" The Doctor said, smile evident in his voice.

"Ianto...FUCK, I need help...it's too soon..." Jack said, holding his protruding stomach as another contraction ripped through him. His eyes squeezed shut, tears falling down his face and it shattered Ianto's heart.

"I'm right here cariad. I'm here." Ianto said grabbing Jack and kissing his forehead as the older man clung to his suite jacket. They were both terrified.

"Ianto, what's happening?" The Doctor asked, snapping Ianto out of his daze long enough to remember what he had to do.

"Jack...he's only six months gone and he's in labor and Owen's gone and we...I don't know what to do." Ianto admitted, tears falling down his face as he felt Jack tense and scream as another contraction hit him hard.

"Ianto, take him to the shower, make the water as hot as he can bear and let it work out some tension. I'll be there as soon as I can." The Doctor said before hanging up the phone.

"Cariad...I have to take you to the showers." Ianto said, letting his phone drop to the ground as he hefted Jack to his feet and half carried him towards the shower.

Turning the water to hot, Ianto helped Jack in and watched as immediately the older man began to relax. Obviously the contractions were still there, but he wasn't tensing through them as badly which put Ianto's mind at ease a bit. He just hoped the Doctor would show up soon, he wasn't sure how much longer he could watch Jack struggling to keep his imminent birth at bey.

"Cariad, talk to me." Ianto said, rubbing a soothing hand up and down Jack's back.

"I'm scared Ianto." Jack admitted, tears falling down his face. He'd been scared before, so terrified of losing the life inside him, but none had been so healthy...none of them had been viable enough to come to full term and the one pregnancy that had a chance was being taken from him.

"I am too cariad, but the Doctor's on his way, if anyone can help it'll be him." Ianto said as he watched Jack punch the shower wall in pain. His legs were shaking and his back was on fire. The water wasn't helping anymore.

"There you are. Come on then, on board the TARDIS we go." The Doctor said, making a sudden appearance.

Ianto grabbed a towel and wrapped it around Jack, who's teeth were chattering madly. He must be cold. Ianto thought, grabbing for the robe only for Jack to shake his head.

"I'm not cold Ianto...It's labor shakes, there's nothing to be done about them." Jack said, grabbing Ianto's hand and tensing through another contraction.

"I'll help him to the TARDIS, you grab what Jack and your son are going to need, and meet us on board." The Doctor said grabbing Jack's arm and half carrying him towards the TARDIS.

"Oh...uh...okay. I'll be there soon cariad." Ianto said, running towards Tosh, who was still on the phone with Owen.

"Tell him not to bother, the Doctor's come to help, I'm grabbing Jack's over night back, don't let Gwen out of your sight, stun her if you have to. I'll be back soon." Ianto said and Tosh nodded, hanging up on Owen, who would probably be livid but Tosh didn't care, she just wanted to know what was going on.

"Ianto...is everything okay?" Tosh asked, worry tinting her words.

"No, Jack's in labor." Ianto said, running over to Jack's office and climbing down the ladder to the bunker.

"Isn't it too early?" Tosh asked, eyes wide and face pale.

"Yes." Ianto said, grabbing the over night bag and making his way back up. "I don't know what happened but I want you to test the pizza on Jack's desk and tell me if you find something out. we'll be back...I don't know when, but we'll be back." Ianto said and Tosh nodded. She understood the need for this but she was a bit worried. She had no idea how they were going to survive with only two people. She hoped with everything in her that the rift would keep quiet for the time being.

Ianto gave Tosh a sweet kiss to her cheek before running over to the TARDIS that had been kindly parked in the dead center of the hub. The Doctor must have been worried to park in such an obvious place.

Opening the doors Ianto marched in and immediately smiled. He'd missed the TARDIS quite a bit. Hefting the bag onto his shoulder, Ianto made his way towards the medical bey, knowing the TARDIS would make it easy for him to find his way.

Opening the door hesitantly he was greeted with the site of Jack, wearing a t-shit and clenching his fists in the sheets that surrounded him, screaming horribly.

"Cariad, I'm here." Ianto said, dropping the bag and running towards Jack, who reached out a hand to Ianto, wanting the comfort and reassurance that the younger man could offer.

"Ianto, good timing...things are progressing nicely." The Doctor said, smiling hesitantly at the younger man.

"Will the baby..." Ianto couldn't bring himself to say it.

The TARDIS won't let anything happen to the baby. We have everything needed to keep your son alive and well, it'll just be a bit before you can hold him but he'll be fine." The Doctor said, pointing to the very advanced looking incubator next to Jack's bed.

"So...why not just do a c-section and get it over with?" Ianto asked, watching Jack tense again before screaming. "He's in so much pain."

"Yes, he is, but that's because his body's rushing through what should have taken months to complete. I can't give him a C-section even if I wanted to. I can't make a cut without it immediately healing so we're going to have to wait for his body to do what it needs to." The Doctor explained, running this way and that to ensure Jack had enough fluids and the like.

"There was a time when you were an actual Doctor...am I right?" Ianto asked, looking at how experienced the Doctor was.

"I was actually a doctor at one point in my life, yes." The Doctor confirmed before setting about his business.

"Jack, legs up." The Doctor said, but Jack was in too much pain to do anything.

"Cariad?" Ianto asked, looking at Jack, who was the picture of misery.

"Ianto?" Jack asked, looking up at Ianto, tears falling freely down his face. "It hurts."

"I know cariad, but it'll be over soon. Do as the Doctor says and everything will be over soon okay?" Ianto said, hoping to get through to the older man.

Jack sighed and lifted his legs, spreading them slightly so the Doctor could get a better look. As embarrassed as he was, he knew it was needed.

The Doctor had no embarrassment as he lifted the sheet and looked at Jack's genitals. Along with his usual anatomy there was a new opening that the Doctor hmmed and hummed at before dropping the sheet and grabbing for a pair of gloves.

"As soon as your water breaks, we should be well on our way."

Ianto sighed with relief as Jack squeezed his hand with as much strength as he could muster, which was surprisingly not a lot. The poor man was exhausted and it showed in everything he did, from the way he breathed to the way his eyes looked glazed over in his pain, Jack was tired and he was so close to giving up.

"His name is going to be Saben James Jones." Ianto said, trying to get Jack's mind off the inevitable.

"That sounds ridiculous Ianto, Saben James Harkness sounds better." Jack said, gasping as another contraction hit.

"What can I say, you're right. Will you marry me Jack Harkness?" Ianto asked, smiling.

"Y...FUCK." Jack screamed, sitting up suddenly and feeling a gush of liquid.

"Ah, there we go." The Doctor said, smiling brightly at the couple. "It's about time that happened."

"So was that a yes?" Ianto asked, watching the Doctor as he helped Jack into the proper position.

"Yes Ianto, I'll marry your sweet sweet ass." Jack said, smiling brightly. His hair was sticky with sweat and he looked absolutely exhausted but that smile reminded Ianto that everything was going to be alright. His face was covered in sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead and his shirt sticking to his chest, but even so he looked radiant. Leave it to Jack to look sexy giving birth.

"Alright Jack, it's almost time. Any last words before your life changes?" The Doctor asked, leaning Jack's legs up and apart to get better access.

"I love you Ianto." Jack said and Ianto smiled brightly.

"I love you too." Ianto said and watched Jack brace himself as his body tensed and he growled at the immense pain.

"Almost time, you thirsty?" The Doctor asked, grabbing a cup of ice and shoving it into Jack's hands, who took a mouth full and chewed vengefully.

"Alright then, here on the next contraction, I need you to push yeah?" The Doctor said, keeping a professional appearance through the whole of it.

Jack nodded and the moment a contraction hit he squeezed Ianto's hand and bore down with everything in him. For such a small thing the baby was giving him hell coming out. He didn't remember it being so bad when he'd given birth to his still born so very long ago.

"Alright, stop and take a deep breath." The Doctor instructed and Jack fell back onto the bed, angry it was taking so long.

"You're doing very well cariad. It'll be over soon." Ianto assured, petting Jack's hair lovingly before grabbing a towel and brushing away the sweat that had gathered on the older man's face.

It felt like years of pushing before the baby was finally born, but sadly he was too little to cry or breathe on his own so the moment he was born, the Doctor clamped and cut the cord before taking the tiny human to the incubator and attaching him to the desperately needed machine.

Jack lay his head back onto the pillow and let his tears fall as he listened for any sign of life from his son, but hearing nothing. He was scared, petrified really, about losing his son, and he knew Ianto was just as bad, but being as put together as the Welsh was, he knew Ianto wouldn't let it show quite as bad as Jack was.

Finally, what seemed like thousands of years later, which was merely fifteen minutes, the baby let out a squeaky cry. He was angry at the world and he was going to let the world know how angry he was by crying his little heart out.

Ianto looked over at the incubator and his heart shattered at what he saw. His son, so tiny that he could probably fit into the palm of his hand, was hooked up to a breathing and feeding tube, being to small and weak to even suckle, with what looked like a band-aid on his arm, which later turned out to be an exceptionally small blood pressure cuff, wearing a diaper that looked seven to eight sized too big for him.

Tears fell down Ianto's face as he let go of Jack's hand and moved towards the incubator and looked at the fragile little baby inside.

"Can we..." Ianto started and the Doctor shook his head.

"I'm afraid not. His skin is fragile, like paper, it could easily rip, and his nerves are barely covered with the tiny amount of skin, he's see though, look...holding him now would cause him excruciating pain. He's going to be tube fed and the only time I'll touch him is to change his nappies. You both are welcome to stay with him for as long as you want, but he's not allowed contact yet. He's weak and fragile but I guarantee he'll live through this. This incubator is top of the line, the TARDIS made sure of that." The doctor explained and Ianto nodded, tears falling down his face as he looked at his squeaking son.

"Hello Saben, I'm your Tad." Ianto said, touching the glass and hearing the baby calm slightly.

"Talking to him's good." The Doctor said, helping Jack deliver the afterbirth and checking that the passage was closing well before covering Jack up and smiling at the immortal.

"Can I see him?" Jack begged, looking at the Doctor sadly. The Doctor nodded and wheeled the baby closer to Jack, with Ianto walking alongside.

"He's beautiful." Jack said, tears brimming his eyes as he reached to touch the glass. "Hello Saben, I'm your dad." Jack said before sobbing uncontrollably.