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ericadawn16Title: Knocked Up!
Author: Ericadawn16
Prompt: Knocked Up
Character/Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Rhi/Johnny, Ianto/Lisa
Rating:R
Warnings: MPreg, sex, language
Spoilers:Character from COE
Word Count:68,599
Disclaimer for TW and the movie you are using:I own nothing.
Summary:Ianto gets a promotion at work, meets Jack and things are never the same...
Beta: BIG Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
madkatstar_pir8 pirate4evrnavy2 and surreal_44
Author's Notes: This story is very AU. Chapter Twenty-Two: Thirty Weeks Along
Chapter Twenty-Three: Thirty-two Weeks Along
Ianto tried to stand up, but it was hard.
"Could...could you help me?" he asked in a small voice. Without any sarcasm, Owen helped Ianto out of the bath, set down a large, fluffy cloth towel and had him sit on it. He was glad that Owen was acting like a professional with only a brief glance at his breasts.
"Looks like three centimeters dilated but your waters and show are still intact," he said and the door opened again. He hoped that would be Jack and Owen went outside the room.
"We're up here!" Owen screamed and there was the sound of heavy boots running up the stairs, "Careful! I don't want a broken neck on my hands."
Ianto managed to pull himself up, using the wash basin.
"Hello you," he said when Jack entered the room and went right for him. Jack held him close in a needy way as if he wanted to be reassured that Ianto was real. His strong hands started at the base of his back and traveled upwards until they caught in his hair. Their bodies were pressed so his bump pushed against him. There had to have been casualties already from the way Jack caressed his belly and sighed. He wondered if Jack was late from doing the dying thing that Martha had told him about.
"I didn't miss it," Jack uttered in a broken way before his demeanor changed and he added, "I feel over-dressed."
He took off his coat and tossed it. Another contraction shot through Ianto and he grabbed onto Jack for support.
"Did you give him anything?" Jack asked, keeping an arm around him.
"No, he hasn't," Ianto complained because they were starting to really hurt.
"No, but I can't. I don't have any drugs suitable for you. I don't normally have to worry about caring for pregnant people," Owen explained and Jack hugged Ianto. This baby was going to pass through his vagina and he would have no pain relief in order to do it.
"Well, fuck," he stated.
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John shot his gun, but it wouldn't fire. He threw it behind a large desk and grabbed a few other guns on the way. It didn't feel like an ammunition malfunction. Mickey had disappeared. He'd said he needed to find the Doctor and left for the stairs. Most of the employees on this floor were already dead. The sad thing was that John felt more alive than he had in over a year. This was more what he really enjoyed.
"Guess the murder rehab didn't take a bit," he muttered to himself.
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Ianto was sitting on the towel again with Jack behind him. Who knew Jack could be so good at massage?
"Is that good?" Jack asked.
"Oh yeah, get in there," Ianto told him.
"I could do this all day," Jack volunteered when something began beeping. It was the monitor on his leg. Owen plugged in Ianto's mobile and sent the results before pulling it on his device.
"What is that?" Ianto asked at the same time that Jack asked, "What's happening?"
"Shit," Owen spat, looking at his mobile, "Ianto, I need you to lie on your back now, okay? The baby’s heart rate is slowing. Okay?"
"So, it's going to be okay?" Jack asked as Ianto lay back. Her heart rate was slowing? What was going on? He could tell Jack had changed his position, but it was nice when his head ended up on Jack's lap. However, things did not seem okay to him from Owen's expression or the beeping on his leg.
"Yeah," Owen agreed in a horrible lie before putting his hands down there, "yeah, this isn't going to be pleasant."
Ianto braced himself as Owen pushed and poked him. However, the monitor stopped beeping.
"What did you do?" Ianto asked.
"I had to turn the baby to take pressure off the cord," he explained and Ianto reached for Jack. He took his hand and squeezed.
"Fuck," Ianto spat and wanted the baby to be safe and healthy in his arms more than anything.
"We’re good. The heartbeat’s stronger, but we need this to happen soon. I think the cord is wrapped around the neck," Owen said and Ianto's grip tightened. The cord was wrapped around her neck? Why did everything bad have to happen to her? Ianto's other hand caressed the bump and wished he could make it all better. It was bad enough that she was going to be born eight weeks early.
"What?" Jack asked and his voice was choked up.
"Normally, a doctor would break your waters, but I'm not equipped for that so we're going to need to try other things...first, we'll try walking around the house."
Ianto wanted to argue, but Owen appeared to be a professional.
"You have to help me up," he whispered to Jack and Jack stood up before helping him to his feet.
"Four centimeters dilated, you can do this," Owen told him. It felt too weird to be naked in his sister's house outside of the bathroom so he put on a dressing gown.
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Mickey aimed his gun at the incoming ghosts except they weren't ghosts at all. It was Pete and Jake from the alternate world. He was relieved at the extra help, plus, he'd been regretting not staying with them longer and having more time with his Gran. A second chance had been offered to him and he'd blown it.
"I thought you were going to take care of these things," Mickey spoke.
"We did our best...we could have used the extra help," Pete said, "but it wasn't just that, they were people once and now they're nothing but machines. It's tough for some people to accept. They kept thinking we could find a cure or rehabilitation or something. Meanwhile, those things were still allowed to function. They found their way into Torchwood, accessed files...and came here."
"You think you could have done better?" Jake asked with a sneer.
"We created these to go after them," Pete explained and pointed to the metal plate he and Jake was wearing on their chests, "We can go back and forth between the worlds."
"We have to reach where they're holding the Doctor and Rose hostage," Mickey spoke, "I think it must be a higher office."
Pete shook his head before admitting, "I think I might know what they're up to."
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Rhi took out her mobile and dialed the number from within the confines of the castle.
"Hi. I can’t believe I go out of town and this happens," she whispered and waited for her brother's response.
"I know," he told her.
"I'm sorry but I'm not going anywhere. We heard gun-fire not ten minutes ago," she spoke with a sigh.
"I understand," Ianto said on the other end. He sounded exhausted and she was a little surprised he even answered.
"I should be there with my camera," Johnny complained and she gave him a glare before asking, "Are they doing the surgery soon?"
"No, everything's gone pear-shaped because of the Cybermen, I have to stay here and do it...naturally."
Rhi grimaced for him. She'd always had drugs and with Mica, she'd needed a c. section.
"And Jack?" she asked and wasn't sure what she would hear.
"He's here, he's been wonderful. He made sure I had a doctor with me and he's holding my hand through everything and...Oh shit!" he yelled and groaned through an unmistakable contraction. Rhi could just make out Jack telling him encouragement and love.
"We'll come as soon as we can," she whispered, "I love you, you bugger, bye."
She ended the call and turned to Johnny, saying, "I could hear Jack with him. He said he’s going to take care of him. He really seems changed. I think he’s going to be a good dad. I think I like him. Thank God."
"I wish I had that recorded," Johnny said and she gave him a little shrug. Then, Johnny hugged her while David and Mica sat with some other children. Her little brother was having a baby and she wasn't there.
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Jack felt helpless as he stood beside Ianto, He couldn't even hold his hand because both were gripping the granite counter-top of the wash basin. Ianto was in pain and hunched over in the bathroom. His face was red, his eyes were closed and his breathing was more of a pant. The contractions weren't allowing for much recover time now and Jack was trying to appear brave even though he was scared half to death inside. Not only was Ianto in pain, but their daughter was still in danger. His waters had broken just ten minutes or so before Rhi had called. It was a good move not to mention the state of her hallway carpet.
"Shit, shit! Fuck, this really hurts!" Ianto screamed and gritted his teeth.
"Are you sure you don't have any suitable pain relief?" Jack asked and rubbed a hand through his hair. Owen was kneeled and checking Ianto's progress again.
"Yep, it's too late as it is, ten centimeters dilated, that's what we want," Owen said, "Now; do you want to have this baby on the towels, the bath or the shower?"
Each had its problems especially the shower, but the water birth was gaining in popularity and he was prepared to fix more bathwater if necessary.
"Towels," Ianto grunted and let go of the wash basin. Jack and Owen each took a hand and helped him to the floor.
"Okay, from now on, when you feel a contraction, I want you to give into your instincts and push," Owen told him, "Jack, I want you to look around for a bulb syringe. They have kids so they must have one. We also need a scale and the warmest towel they own. I'm also going to turn the light off. There's a window, it should be fine."
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This might not have been one of Mickey's better ideas. He'd ended up separated from Pete, but he had found Rose. However, a Dalek was about to shoot him unless Rose did what they wanted. The Cybermen had been bad enough without these things. She moved towards the Ark. One touch from her would make it open and probably destroy the world.
"I can't let them," she said as if to herself although he still heard her. Then, she held her hand over the strange thing.
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Jack had found the bulb syringe and items awhile ago and had resumed his position from before: Ianto in his arms. With every push, Ianto used Jack as leverage to help and Jack was glad to be useful.
"It's crowning! I can see the head!" Owen yelled from the other end.
"Oh God," said Ianto who turned back to him with tears in his blue eyes, "Jack, what does it look like?"
He was expected to go look. Jack made sure his head didn't hit the floor hard and walked over to Owen. The only thing visible was dark hair. She was going to take after Ianto and Jack liked that. Still, it was still a little weird to see him with a vagina, much less with a head coming through it. Ianto had been embarrassed enough earlier with his cock insisting on being erect the whole time. Owen tried to explain it as increased blood-flow to the area because of labour, but it hadn't made Ianto feel any better about his tent pole.
"You don't want to see it," Jack said and shook his head.
"Yeah," Ianto agreed with a nod and planted his palms on the tile behind him. He pushed, but it didn't seem as good as before and Owen shook his head. Ianto needed him. Jack went back and sat down so Ianto could lean against him. Another contraction came and Owen grabbed the scissors to cut the cord. Ianto's hands almost gouged into the flesh of his thighs as Owen snipped and used the bulb syringe and it felt like time almost stopped for Jack as well. What if she hadn't had enough oxygen with it wrapped around her neck?
"Come on, baby," Owen coaxed and was able to obtain a soft cry. Jack let out the breath he didn't realize he was holding and Ianto sobbed.
"You’ve passed the shoulders. One more big push," Owen spoke. Ianto grunted and contorted against Jack.
"Good," Owen said and took the baby up.
"Oh, Jack, we did it," Ianto uttered and sniffled. She was so very small and they couldn't see her eyes because Owen had covered them with one hand. His hand blocked her whole face, in fact.
"You did it," Jack told him and squeezed his shoulder.
"But she's so small," Ianto said with worry; mirroring Jack's fear. All he could see well was the blood and stuff all over her.
"Owen would tell us if anything..."
Owen cleaned her with a towel, listened to her chest with his stethoscope and ran his mobile against her length. Then, he wrapped her in the warm towel and placed her in Ianto's arms. The towel was wrapped around their daughter so he could only see her mouth and nose. Ianto reached to fix it before Jack could.
"Don't," Owen warned and shook his head, "She can't regulate her temperature yet. It's too cold and her eyes are sensitive. Her lungs seem good but we'll have to see and we don't know whether she can feed on her own yet. Even if she can, she might not have the strength. Shit, eight weeks early even if her APGAR score is decent. You should have been in hospital. Still, if she's anything like her dads, she'll be a fighter."
Jack kissed Ianto on cheek. It tasted salty and he knew he had tears as well. He stared at their daughter and wished he could give her strength.
"Hi, baby, I love you" Ianto whispered, "I love you, Jack."
"I love you both so much," Jack said and held them close.
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Mickey had been rescued by the Doctor and Cybermen before Rose could give in to their demands or Mickey killed. It had been quite the sight to see Cybermen and Daleks battling each other: amazing but scary. Then, the Daleks had regrouped. They had to leave before everyone was killed. Mickey ran like the others. However, a Cyberman tripped him. He fell and grabbed at the first structure he could touch. It was the Ark and his handprint glowed on it.
"Shit," he spat as steam started pouring from the bottom. More Daleks were going to be released.
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"Oh, my God. Hello. My goodness. She’s beautiful. She’s beautiful. I love you, Jack," Rhi rambled from the speaker on the mobile. They'd sent her a video. Jack smiled as he replied, "I love you, too, Rhi."
"But is she...is she alright?" Rhi asked with concern and he felt Ianto tense.
"She will be," Jack assured her, Ianto and himself. "She’s going to be fine."
"Right," Rhi said without a lot of confidence, "tell him I love him, bye."
Jack kissed Ianto on the forehead since she'd been on speaker-phone.
"Was there anyone you wanted to tell?" Ianto asked and Jack shook his head.
"I don't know whether they might be around Cybermen or Daleks or not. I can't take that chance," he told him and Ianto frowned. Jack wished he could have been kept in the dark until it was all over. Owen was still making Ianto wear the monitor in case his own blood pressure became too high.
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Martha walked around the remains of Torchwood. She was exhausted and walking with a limp because of a sprained ankle. Compared to the corpses that used to be her co-workers, she was counting her blessings. She had been making her way up the building to see if there was anyone who needed help. Then, she heard a sound. It was very human, almost like a sob. She followed it to an empty corridor where the Doctor was standing, just staring at the wall. Why was he alone?
"Doctor?" she called and he turned, acknowledging her with a nod, "Doctor, where's Rose? Jackie? Mickey?"
He shook his head and she ran to him. Her arms embraced him in a hug and a single tear ran down his face.
"But it's all sorted, done now," the Doctor spoke with steel in his brown eyes, "No more Cybermen or Daleks."
Martha still held him for a few more moments after that.
Chapter Twenty-Four: Aftermath
Author: Ericadawn16
Prompt: Knocked Up
Character/Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Rhi/Johnny, Ianto/Lisa
Rating:R
Warnings: MPreg, sex, language
Spoilers:Character from COE
Word Count:68,599
Disclaimer for TW and the movie you are using:I own nothing.
Summary:Ianto gets a promotion at work, meets Jack and things are never the same...
Beta: BIG Thanks to
madkatstar_pir8 pirate4evrnavy2 and surreal_44Author's Notes: This story is very AU. Chapter Twenty-Two: Thirty Weeks Along
Chapter Twenty-Three: Thirty-two Weeks Along
Ianto tried to stand up, but it was hard.
"Could...could you help me?" he asked in a small voice. Without any sarcasm, Owen helped Ianto out of the bath, set down a large, fluffy cloth towel and had him sit on it. He was glad that Owen was acting like a professional with only a brief glance at his breasts.
"Looks like three centimeters dilated but your waters and show are still intact," he said and the door opened again. He hoped that would be Jack and Owen went outside the room.
"We're up here!" Owen screamed and there was the sound of heavy boots running up the stairs, "Careful! I don't want a broken neck on my hands."
Ianto managed to pull himself up, using the wash basin.
"Hello you," he said when Jack entered the room and went right for him. Jack held him close in a needy way as if he wanted to be reassured that Ianto was real. His strong hands started at the base of his back and traveled upwards until they caught in his hair. Their bodies were pressed so his bump pushed against him. There had to have been casualties already from the way Jack caressed his belly and sighed. He wondered if Jack was late from doing the dying thing that Martha had told him about.
"I didn't miss it," Jack uttered in a broken way before his demeanor changed and he added, "I feel over-dressed."
He took off his coat and tossed it. Another contraction shot through Ianto and he grabbed onto Jack for support.
"Did you give him anything?" Jack asked, keeping an arm around him.
"No, he hasn't," Ianto complained because they were starting to really hurt.
"No, but I can't. I don't have any drugs suitable for you. I don't normally have to worry about caring for pregnant people," Owen explained and Jack hugged Ianto. This baby was going to pass through his vagina and he would have no pain relief in order to do it.
"Well, fuck," he stated.
**************************************************************
John shot his gun, but it wouldn't fire. He threw it behind a large desk and grabbed a few other guns on the way. It didn't feel like an ammunition malfunction. Mickey had disappeared. He'd said he needed to find the Doctor and left for the stairs. Most of the employees on this floor were already dead. The sad thing was that John felt more alive than he had in over a year. This was more what he really enjoyed.
"Guess the murder rehab didn't take a bit," he muttered to himself.
******************************************************
Ianto was sitting on the towel again with Jack behind him. Who knew Jack could be so good at massage?
"Is that good?" Jack asked.
"Oh yeah, get in there," Ianto told him.
"I could do this all day," Jack volunteered when something began beeping. It was the monitor on his leg. Owen plugged in Ianto's mobile and sent the results before pulling it on his device.
"What is that?" Ianto asked at the same time that Jack asked, "What's happening?"
"Shit," Owen spat, looking at his mobile, "Ianto, I need you to lie on your back now, okay? The baby’s heart rate is slowing. Okay?"
"So, it's going to be okay?" Jack asked as Ianto lay back. Her heart rate was slowing? What was going on? He could tell Jack had changed his position, but it was nice when his head ended up on Jack's lap. However, things did not seem okay to him from Owen's expression or the beeping on his leg.
"Yeah," Owen agreed in a horrible lie before putting his hands down there, "yeah, this isn't going to be pleasant."
Ianto braced himself as Owen pushed and poked him. However, the monitor stopped beeping.
"What did you do?" Ianto asked.
"I had to turn the baby to take pressure off the cord," he explained and Ianto reached for Jack. He took his hand and squeezed.
"Fuck," Ianto spat and wanted the baby to be safe and healthy in his arms more than anything.
"We’re good. The heartbeat’s stronger, but we need this to happen soon. I think the cord is wrapped around the neck," Owen said and Ianto's grip tightened. The cord was wrapped around her neck? Why did everything bad have to happen to her? Ianto's other hand caressed the bump and wished he could make it all better. It was bad enough that she was going to be born eight weeks early.
"What?" Jack asked and his voice was choked up.
"Normally, a doctor would break your waters, but I'm not equipped for that so we're going to need to try other things...first, we'll try walking around the house."
Ianto wanted to argue, but Owen appeared to be a professional.
"You have to help me up," he whispered to Jack and Jack stood up before helping him to his feet.
"Four centimeters dilated, you can do this," Owen told him. It felt too weird to be naked in his sister's house outside of the bathroom so he put on a dressing gown.
*************************************************
Mickey aimed his gun at the incoming ghosts except they weren't ghosts at all. It was Pete and Jake from the alternate world. He was relieved at the extra help, plus, he'd been regretting not staying with them longer and having more time with his Gran. A second chance had been offered to him and he'd blown it.
"I thought you were going to take care of these things," Mickey spoke.
"We did our best...we could have used the extra help," Pete said, "but it wasn't just that, they were people once and now they're nothing but machines. It's tough for some people to accept. They kept thinking we could find a cure or rehabilitation or something. Meanwhile, those things were still allowed to function. They found their way into Torchwood, accessed files...and came here."
"You think you could have done better?" Jake asked with a sneer.
"We created these to go after them," Pete explained and pointed to the metal plate he and Jake was wearing on their chests, "We can go back and forth between the worlds."
"We have to reach where they're holding the Doctor and Rose hostage," Mickey spoke, "I think it must be a higher office."
Pete shook his head before admitting, "I think I might know what they're up to."
***************************************************
Rhi took out her mobile and dialed the number from within the confines of the castle.
"Hi. I can’t believe I go out of town and this happens," she whispered and waited for her brother's response.
"I know," he told her.
"I'm sorry but I'm not going anywhere. We heard gun-fire not ten minutes ago," she spoke with a sigh.
"I understand," Ianto said on the other end. He sounded exhausted and she was a little surprised he even answered.
"I should be there with my camera," Johnny complained and she gave him a glare before asking, "Are they doing the surgery soon?"
"No, everything's gone pear-shaped because of the Cybermen, I have to stay here and do it...naturally."
Rhi grimaced for him. She'd always had drugs and with Mica, she'd needed a c. section.
"And Jack?" she asked and wasn't sure what she would hear.
"He's here, he's been wonderful. He made sure I had a doctor with me and he's holding my hand through everything and...Oh shit!" he yelled and groaned through an unmistakable contraction. Rhi could just make out Jack telling him encouragement and love.
"We'll come as soon as we can," she whispered, "I love you, you bugger, bye."
She ended the call and turned to Johnny, saying, "I could hear Jack with him. He said he’s going to take care of him. He really seems changed. I think he’s going to be a good dad. I think I like him. Thank God."
"I wish I had that recorded," Johnny said and she gave him a little shrug. Then, Johnny hugged her while David and Mica sat with some other children. Her little brother was having a baby and she wasn't there.
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Jack felt helpless as he stood beside Ianto, He couldn't even hold his hand because both were gripping the granite counter-top of the wash basin. Ianto was in pain and hunched over in the bathroom. His face was red, his eyes were closed and his breathing was more of a pant. The contractions weren't allowing for much recover time now and Jack was trying to appear brave even though he was scared half to death inside. Not only was Ianto in pain, but their daughter was still in danger. His waters had broken just ten minutes or so before Rhi had called. It was a good move not to mention the state of her hallway carpet.
"Shit, shit! Fuck, this really hurts!" Ianto screamed and gritted his teeth.
"Are you sure you don't have any suitable pain relief?" Jack asked and rubbed a hand through his hair. Owen was kneeled and checking Ianto's progress again.
"Yep, it's too late as it is, ten centimeters dilated, that's what we want," Owen said, "Now; do you want to have this baby on the towels, the bath or the shower?"
Each had its problems especially the shower, but the water birth was gaining in popularity and he was prepared to fix more bathwater if necessary.
"Towels," Ianto grunted and let go of the wash basin. Jack and Owen each took a hand and helped him to the floor.
"Okay, from now on, when you feel a contraction, I want you to give into your instincts and push," Owen told him, "Jack, I want you to look around for a bulb syringe. They have kids so they must have one. We also need a scale and the warmest towel they own. I'm also going to turn the light off. There's a window, it should be fine."
**********************************************************
This might not have been one of Mickey's better ideas. He'd ended up separated from Pete, but he had found Rose. However, a Dalek was about to shoot him unless Rose did what they wanted. The Cybermen had been bad enough without these things. She moved towards the Ark. One touch from her would make it open and probably destroy the world.
"I can't let them," she said as if to herself although he still heard her. Then, she held her hand over the strange thing.
************************************************
Jack had found the bulb syringe and items awhile ago and had resumed his position from before: Ianto in his arms. With every push, Ianto used Jack as leverage to help and Jack was glad to be useful.
"It's crowning! I can see the head!" Owen yelled from the other end.
"Oh God," said Ianto who turned back to him with tears in his blue eyes, "Jack, what does it look like?"
He was expected to go look. Jack made sure his head didn't hit the floor hard and walked over to Owen. The only thing visible was dark hair. She was going to take after Ianto and Jack liked that. Still, it was still a little weird to see him with a vagina, much less with a head coming through it. Ianto had been embarrassed enough earlier with his cock insisting on being erect the whole time. Owen tried to explain it as increased blood-flow to the area because of labour, but it hadn't made Ianto feel any better about his tent pole.
"You don't want to see it," Jack said and shook his head.
"Yeah," Ianto agreed with a nod and planted his palms on the tile behind him. He pushed, but it didn't seem as good as before and Owen shook his head. Ianto needed him. Jack went back and sat down so Ianto could lean against him. Another contraction came and Owen grabbed the scissors to cut the cord. Ianto's hands almost gouged into the flesh of his thighs as Owen snipped and used the bulb syringe and it felt like time almost stopped for Jack as well. What if she hadn't had enough oxygen with it wrapped around her neck?
"Come on, baby," Owen coaxed and was able to obtain a soft cry. Jack let out the breath he didn't realize he was holding and Ianto sobbed.
"You’ve passed the shoulders. One more big push," Owen spoke. Ianto grunted and contorted against Jack.
"Good," Owen said and took the baby up.
"Oh, Jack, we did it," Ianto uttered and sniffled. She was so very small and they couldn't see her eyes because Owen had covered them with one hand. His hand blocked her whole face, in fact.
"You did it," Jack told him and squeezed his shoulder.
"But she's so small," Ianto said with worry; mirroring Jack's fear. All he could see well was the blood and stuff all over her.
"Owen would tell us if anything..."
Owen cleaned her with a towel, listened to her chest with his stethoscope and ran his mobile against her length. Then, he wrapped her in the warm towel and placed her in Ianto's arms. The towel was wrapped around their daughter so he could only see her mouth and nose. Ianto reached to fix it before Jack could.
"Don't," Owen warned and shook his head, "She can't regulate her temperature yet. It's too cold and her eyes are sensitive. Her lungs seem good but we'll have to see and we don't know whether she can feed on her own yet. Even if she can, she might not have the strength. Shit, eight weeks early even if her APGAR score is decent. You should have been in hospital. Still, if she's anything like her dads, she'll be a fighter."
Jack kissed Ianto on cheek. It tasted salty and he knew he had tears as well. He stared at their daughter and wished he could give her strength.
"Hi, baby, I love you" Ianto whispered, "I love you, Jack."
"I love you both so much," Jack said and held them close.
*************************************************************
Mickey had been rescued by the Doctor and Cybermen before Rose could give in to their demands or Mickey killed. It had been quite the sight to see Cybermen and Daleks battling each other: amazing but scary. Then, the Daleks had regrouped. They had to leave before everyone was killed. Mickey ran like the others. However, a Cyberman tripped him. He fell and grabbed at the first structure he could touch. It was the Ark and his handprint glowed on it.
"Shit," he spat as steam started pouring from the bottom. More Daleks were going to be released.
*********************************************************
"Oh, my God. Hello. My goodness. She’s beautiful. She’s beautiful. I love you, Jack," Rhi rambled from the speaker on the mobile. They'd sent her a video. Jack smiled as he replied, "I love you, too, Rhi."
"But is she...is she alright?" Rhi asked with concern and he felt Ianto tense.
"She will be," Jack assured her, Ianto and himself. "She’s going to be fine."
"Right," Rhi said without a lot of confidence, "tell him I love him, bye."
Jack kissed Ianto on the forehead since she'd been on speaker-phone.
"Was there anyone you wanted to tell?" Ianto asked and Jack shook his head.
"I don't know whether they might be around Cybermen or Daleks or not. I can't take that chance," he told him and Ianto frowned. Jack wished he could have been kept in the dark until it was all over. Owen was still making Ianto wear the monitor in case his own blood pressure became too high.
******************************************************
Martha walked around the remains of Torchwood. She was exhausted and walking with a limp because of a sprained ankle. Compared to the corpses that used to be her co-workers, she was counting her blessings. She had been making her way up the building to see if there was anyone who needed help. Then, she heard a sound. It was very human, almost like a sob. She followed it to an empty corridor where the Doctor was standing, just staring at the wall. Why was he alone?
"Doctor?" she called and he turned, acknowledging her with a nod, "Doctor, where's Rose? Jackie? Mickey?"
He shook his head and she ran to him. Her arms embraced him in a hug and a single tear ran down his face.
"But it's all sorted, done now," the Doctor spoke with steel in his brown eyes, "No more Cybermen or Daleks."
Martha still held him for a few more moments after that.
Chapter Twenty-Four: Aftermath
