That night the Doctor sat on the end of the pier looking up at the stars. He couldn't remember the last time that he stared up at them as he preferred to sit in his TARDIS staring out at the everlasting night. As a child, though, he used to lay in the barn staring up through the cracks in the roof. He had loved the stars and dreamed of traveling among them. Now he just dreamed of going home, back to that barn he had spent his childhood and undoing the pain he had caused. Yet here he was living on Earth and soon would have a family with a human. The council would official ban him from Gallifrey forever if they were still around, but they weren't and it was all because of him. He should have died that unforgiving day.

"I use to come out here after I first came to Torchwood three. On long nights, I would sit on this pier and watch the stars wondering if you were still out there," Jack told him as he came up behind him. Jack sat down and handed him a cup as he took a drink of his own. Bringing it to his mouth the Doctor could smell the hot chocolate. He took a sip as Jack continued to talk. "When you first left me on the Game Station, I hated you. I swore to myself that I would kill you if I ever met up with you again. I didn't understand then what I did that was so bad that you left me behind. I mean I behaved and barely looked at you and didn't even try to get in your trousers, no matter how badly I wanted to."

"I was afraid Jack. I had just taken the heart of the TARDIS out of Rose and was about to regenerate. You had died to save us, yet I could feel you. No longer a part of the universe, but a fact," The Doctor answered not looking at him. "I shouldn't have left, but I ran as fast as I could. After I finished regenerating, I thought of going back. Of finding you and explaining what happened."

"Why didn't you?" Jack questioned. He glanced briefly at the Doctor then looked forward again.

"I could say I was sick from the regeneration, but I am a coward," The Doctor replied.

"You're not a coward. You're one of the bravest men that I have ever met. I forgave you for leaving me long ago Doc. I could never hate you. Even if you do leave me and return to Rose," Jack told him. The Doctor sighed lowering his head.

"You're an idiot," The Doctor mumbled under his breath. He didn't look up or speak again as Jack stood and left him alone on the pier. "I'm an idiot," He whispered once Jack was out of hearing range. He raised his head again to look out at the water. He went to take another sip of his hot chocolate but instead threw the cup as hard as he could. It splashed as it hit the water, giving the Doctor no satisfaction. Now he was without his drink and Jack was still upset with him. Life would have been so much easier if he would have just got back on the TARDIS and left before Jack knew he was pregnant. Jack would have taken the pill and gotten on with his life in Torchwood. Alone he would have found a pill as well. He placed a hand on his stomach, not wanting to think about that. He had made his decision and he was going to have a family with Jack. Even if Jack was being stubborn about it.

"Jack," The Doctor cried out as he suddenly felt worry coming through the bond. Getting to his feet he practically ran to the entrance of Torchwood. Jack was near the visitor's door he was bent over with a hand on his stomach as he braced himself against the wall.

"The babies coming, Doc. She can't come yet. It's too soon," He panicked.

"We need to get you to Martha. Can you walk to the TARDIS," The Doctor asked trying to sound calm. He couldn't as he worried about his lover and their child. Jack nodded and the Doctor wrapped an arm around him. Slowly the two of them made their way to the TARDIS. The Doctor helped Jack through the doors and up to the Captain's chair. He ran around the console pressing buttons and pulling levers as he pushed her to go faster. Almost as soon as they landed there was a key in the lock and Martha ran in.

"You couldn't listen to me and just rest," Martha chastised them and she hurried up the ramp assessing the situation as she did. She already knew it wasn't a social call as she had been to check on them only that morning and now the Doctor had landed his TARDIS in her room. She quickly turned her focus to Jack as he groaned in pain, trying to curl into himself.

"Martha you have to stop his labor. The baby can't come yet," The Doctor informed her.

"I will see what I can do. Can you walk to the medi-bay or do I need to get help?" Martha asked Jack calmly.

"I can walk," Jack told her. Martha supported him as he got to is feet. The Doctor came around to his other side and together the three of them went into the medi-bay.

"How long has the pain been occurring for Jack?" Martha questioned as they walked. She was going to make sure he wasn't in preterm labor, but she wouldn't be surprised if he was just having Braxton hicks contractions.

"Not long," Jack replied. The three of them made it to the first bed and Jack climbed up on it. He laid down as Martha began to examine him. She had the TARDIS run scans as she ran through his vitals.

"Jack I am sorry, but you are in pre-term labor. I am going to get you hooked up to an IV and get you started on a medication that will hopefully stop the contractions. In case it doesn't though, I am also going to give you medicine to help the baby's lung growth," Martha explained. She turned to get the IV for Jack but stopped as the TARDIS beeped at her. She looked over at the monitor and swore. Turning around she glared at the Doctor. "This isn't a contest to see who can give birth first. I am going to get an IV for you as well and when I get back I expect you to be laying on the bed next to Jacks."

"I'm sorry," The Doctor whimpered as he didn't argue her. He moved to the bed sitting down on it.

"It's alright to worry," Martha told him softening her tone. "You just need to relax." She left them for a moment, returning with the IVs. She set Jack's up first administering the medication he needed. She then set up the Doctors. Thankful that she had the TARDIS to help watch them, she settled down, preparing for a long night.