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captain jack harkness, dr. james wilson, dr. robert chase, fragment, martha jones, memories of my father, tenth doctor

Fragment- Memories of My Father
I blame the writer's of Torchwood for making me write an mpreg story because they had Jack say this in the first episode- "Still, at least I won't get pregnant. Never doing that again." Of course, being the fan that I am, I need to figure out how that might have happened the first time, and then do it to him again. Poor Jack. lol- Don't know if this makes any sense-- I just wrote down whatever the characters happen to be saying at the time.

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“Well, if you’d ever been pregnant before, you wouldn’t say things like that,” Jack said with a grin.

Martha laughed and gave Jack a playful slap on the arm. “Oh, like you would know.” She glanced at the Doctor and found him staring opened mouthed at Jack.

Jack looked at the Doctor and shrugged. Martha looked back and forth between the two men, certain she had just missed something, then almost jumped out of her chair when the Doctor exclaimed, “Jack!”

“What? He was cute! And it wasn’t like we knew that was going to happen!”

The Doctor opened his mouth, then closed it, a thoughtful look on his face. He wiggled his fingers and Martha could hear him counting out some numbers, then the Doctor dropped his hand and gave Jack an amused exasperated look.

“No you wouldn’t have. Still.”

“Like I said, he was cute.”

“Wait.” Chase leaned forward, his eyes wide as he pointed a finger at Jack. “Are you saying…”

“Yep!” the Doctor said with a grin. Jack rolled his eyes and gave him a look. Martha could tell Wilson was fighting back a smile as he shook his head and waved a hand as if he wanted nothing to do with where this conversation was going.

Martha watched her fiancé stare at Jack and the Doctor in astonishment. “How does that even work?” Chase asked.

“Wait.” Martha looked at the four men. “What are you all talking about?”

The Doctor’s grin grew wider as he said, “Jack had sex with a Tolurian.”

Martha waited for him to go on, but when he didn’t, she said, “And?”

“I got pregnant,” Jack said.

“Don’t let House hear you say that,” Wilson muttered.

“Yeah, really, don’t let him hear you say that, no telling what he‘d do to you if he did,” Chase said as he sat back in his chair, a stunned look on his face.

Martha stared at Jack. “You were pregnant?”

“Yeah. For about four months.”

A curious look crossed Wilson’s face. “That seems a bit short for a gestation period.”

The Doctor chuckled. “You had a lot of sex with him, didn't you.”

Jack sighed. “Your point?”

The Doctor looked at the rest of the group as he said, “When some races have sex with a Tolurian who is going through their fertile cycle, the pheromones that are released causes a change at the genetic level to make the partner more receptive to the Tolurian's needs. Unfortunately for Jack, contact with the Tolurian's in his time had been extremely limited and that little side effect wouldn’t have been widely known yet.”

“So you’re saying Jack got turned into a woman?” Martha asked.

“Only enough to carry a fertilized egg.” The Doctor shrugged. “At some point during sex, the egg would have been fertilized telekinetically. It would have been purely instinctual.” He looked at Jack. “And I’m guessing that this was the first time he was in his fertile cycle?”

Jack nodded. “It was a surprise to both of us.”

“I‘m sure it was. Anyway, the human body, even with the genetic changes, isn’t suitable for carrying a Tolurian to term. The fetus would have been transferred to a more suitable host.”

“Telekinetically?” Wilson asked.

“Yes.”

“That seems a bit risky.”

“Not really. Tolurian’s developed on a very harsh world. As a survival instinct, both parents would become, in your terms, female during a pregnancy. They would both be able to carry the fetus and would teleport the fetus to the other if it became necessary. One of the advantages of having one's telekinetic abilities tied into one’s reproductive cycle.”

“Yes, I can see where that might come in handy,” Wilson said.

“Okay, that still doesn’t explain how the egg got inside Jack,” Martha said.

“Well, technically Jack already had the egg.”

Wilson raised an eyebrow. "Thirty centuries of genetic tinkering?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

Martha shook her head. “Right.” She turned to Jack. “So, you’re a mom?”

Jack nodded. “It was a boy.” Jack smiled. “He was cute. Unfortunately, with all the trouble that was going on, I couldn’t stick around to help raise him. And then, when I lost two years of my life, I decided it might be best if I didn’t go back. I didn’t know what kind of trouble I’d gotten into and figured it was safer for me to stay away than take a chance that I might be putting my son at risk.”

“And Tolurian society is set up to deal with situations like that since it's relatively common for that kind of mistake to happen," the Doctor said. "The rest of the family would have been more than happy to raise the boy.”

“Yeah, they were great about the whole thing. Wonderful people.”