a/n: This is going to be the last chapter and I'm bringin' an old friend back. And as you find out in the first paragraph, Martha and Jack's son's name is Colin Harkness-Jones. Hope you enjoy!

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Martha rinsed the last plate and put it in the dry-rack along with the others.

In her entire life, she never once thought that she'd ever be a stay at home mum. She'd always knew that she would be a doctor, it was her dream since she was a kid. Well, technically, she was a doctor. She had the diploma and documents to prove it. She just didn't have the job, and she decided that when Colin was born, that she didn't need it.

She was happy where she was; she had a house, she had a husband, she had a best mate and most of all, she had a 10 month-old. Ianto still lived with them, but he was more than just Ianto, he was now Uncle Ianto. Jack was da' and she was mum. Jack still worked with Torchwood 3, he was usually gone most of the day. She would have said that she'd prefer if he got a normal jobs or something, but in his way he kept Cardiff safe for their son and that was all Martha wanted.

Her gaze went to the baby monitor as the light bleeped and she could hear Colin fussing. Martha dried her hands on the dish towel, rolling her eyes as she made her way up the stairs and to Colin's room.

"You're just like your father." Martha muttered, picking Colin up and moving him to the changing station.

Whenever Colin was left alone, he'd always fuss, just like Jack did when no one paid attention to him—he loved to be the center of attention and Martha could never help the eye rolls that it caused. After she changed him, she settled him on her hip and made her way downstairs. She put him in his highchair as she searched the cupboards for his box of cookies. Colin was supposed to have at least napped for another hour, but the way that his eyes were wide open, it didn't seem like that was going to happen.

She found the box, pulling it from the cupboard when Colin let out a shriek. Martha nearly had a heart attack and she dropped the cookie box, spinning around. She'd just scooped him into her arms when he stopped, dead silent.

Martha looked at him opened mouthed. Yeah, sometimes it was kind of scary. Nothing had happened to him, Colin wasn't hurt, there was no tears in his eyes. Nothing. Her back had only been turned for a minute.

"You really are like your dad." She said, and for a moment she just wanted to cry.

But it passed and she was left staring at a grinning Colin. It was really odd, when you left he would fuss and make a noise, but if you picked him up and/or stared at him, he was silent and still.

The door bell rang and Martha sighed, grabbing a cookie on her way to the door. She held it out to Colin, who grabbed it and put the tip of it in his mouth, sucking on it. Martha couldn't help but smile at the action as he continued to look up at her.

"You're just the cutest thing alive, aren't you?" She whispered, kissing the top of his head.

She looked at him for a moment longer before she turned to the door, opening it.

Martha was shocked at the least, at the most she had no idea. She was frozen, she didn't know what to say or do. 'Coz right in front of her was the bloody Doctor, on her doorstep. He looked the same, unruly brown hair, the same brown eyes, the same pinstripe suit and tie, duster and pair of Converse's. Over his shoulder she could see the TARDIS parked on the front lawn and wondered how she hadn't heard it arrive.

The Doctor was shocked in his own way as well, he had expected this to happen. For Jack and Martha to move in together, but what he found was different. He could see the wedding band on her finger. And the child that was in her arms; instantly he could tell that it was a combination of Martha and Jack, their genes sewn together to create this infant. His skin the colour of coffee and cream, his short hair the same as Jack's dark-chestnut brown, his eyes hazel brown, his face structured like Jack's but with Martha's chin and nose.

"Doctor." Martha was finally able to chock out.

The Doctor shook his head, tearing his eyes away from Colin. "Martha!" He said cheerily.

"Doctor." Martha repeated.

"Yes, Martha." The Doctor nodded his head rapidly. "I believe that we've cleared that up, I am in fact the Doctor."

"Right!" Martha shook her head, a light blush coming to her cheeks. "What are you doing here?"

"I... Happened to be in town." He told her, his hands clasped behind his back as he rocked on his heals.

"Of course." She said, her eyes slightly narrowed as she gazed at him. "Since you're in 'town', why don't you come in?"

"I'd be delighted!" He grinned at her.

Martha looked at him for a moment longer before she stepped aside and the Doctor cantered passed her and into the house. She shut the door and fallowed him. He bypassed the living room, only giving it a glance before going into the kitchen. But when he got there, he didn't sit or anything, but instead spun around to face her.

"This is a nice home that you acquired." He told her.

"'Acquired'?" She repeated, with a small chuckle.

Martha went around the table and put Colin back in the highchair. He was halfway through his cookie and he continued to gaze at her. She knew better than to turn away from him, so she stayed within pick-up range, sitting in the chair next to him. Her arm rested on the back of the chair, but she looked at the Doctor.

"He's fancies you." The Doctor said suddenly, his gaze darting between Martha and Colin.

"He what?" She asked, her face scrunching up, the hint of a smile of on her lips.

"He adores you." He clarified. "I should know, I talk baby."

"He better damn adore me!" Martha told the Doctor, her finger unconsciously sweeping through Colin's head of fuzzy hair. "I carried this little monster for nine months and then some." Her tone wasn't filled with resentment or regret though, but instead love and adortion. "You do know that Colin hasn't made a sound since you got here, right?" She pointed out.

"I am that good."

"Are you gloating?" Martha laughed.

For a split second, a sour expression filtered across the Doctor's face before it was fitted with his usual chipper one.

"Why are you here?" Martha asked him bluntly, suddenly, done with the Doctor's stalling.

The Doctor was oddly silent for a moment. "I was lonely." He admitted reluctantly.

"For how long?" Martha watched him carefully as he seemed to avoid eye contact and dip his head.

"Nearlytwoyears." He muttered quietly.

Martha furrowed her brows for a moment. "Two years?" She repeated. "But that was right when Jack and I left."

"It seems that way."

"Doctor..." Martha got up from her chair and went around the table to the Doctor, a hand on his arm. "Why don't you have another Companion?" She asked him gently.

"After what you said in the TARDIS," The Doctor told her, finally looking her in the eye. "I ruined your life. I care dearly about you, Martha; I never wanted to hurt you. I couldn't do that to someone else."

Martha shook her head, feeling guilt well up in her. She'd never hated the Doctor, she could never hate him. She loved him and she always would. "I was mad, Doctor. You left us and I felt like you cared more about the Master than you did me; you'd barely met him for ten seconds and you chose him over me. It hurt and I wanted you to hurt like I did." Behind her was silent and Martha was glad that Colin chose this moment to behave. "But I could never hate you, Doctor. And what I said was said in anger; taking in Companions is the best thing that you ever do! You take someone who needs it, who needs this great adventure that changes their lives. You're amazing, Doctor, you shouldn't try and hide from it."

The Doctor let out a long breath, already feeling his spirits go up. Martha was really good at that, at making things better and he knew that she was going to make an amazing mother. Yes, he was jealous of Jack; Martha was an amazing women and a brilliant mate. She was always there and always understanding and the Doctor loved her. He could also understand why Colin was infatuated with her.

His spirits went even higher when Martha hugged him and he wrapped his around her middle. He couldn't remember the last time they'd hugged, it was way before Utopia. And they always seemed to have hugged after each adventure 'coz every adventure they had, something always separated them or put them in danger. And at the end of it, they met at the TARDIS and hug joyously; glad that the other was safe again. That didn't happen on Utopia, the Doctor had left her and he didn't deserve a hug. And when Martha decided that she wasn't going to be a Companion any longer, he never got a hug either and the goodbye that she did give, just seemed to make him feel even worse.

He missed Martha so much. Her presence in the TARDIS and with each adventure. Her scent when she was near. The sound of her voice and her laughter. The questions that she asked, the decisions that she made. Just Martha in general, everything Martha Jones.

Martha did miss the Doctor too, but she realized now, as she hugged him, that she loved him still, but wasn't in love him anymore. She hadn't thought about him since Colin was born, which in itself was a feat because before she had thought of him constantly in the back of her mind. It was something that she couldn't help; once you've met the Doctor nothing was the same. And once you were his Companion, it stays with you forever, no matter what.

Finally, they pulled away from each other, and this time the Doctor was grinning like his old self. Martha smiled too, gently; glad to see that the Doctor was once again perky like he always was.

Unable to be ignored any longer, Colin started to fuss. Martha rolled her eyes lightly at the Doctor before she spun on her heal and in a sweeping move, picked Colin up and faced the Doctor once again. She settled Colin on her hip and grinned at the Doctor.

The Doctor grinned back.

"Where are you going now?" Martha asked him softly, fiddling with Colin's pudgey fingers as she looked at the Doctor, knowing that look in the Doctor's eyes.

"Everywhere." He told her, grinning.

He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek.

Colin watched him with wide brown eyes as the Doctor ruffled his hair and scent him a silly face, he let out a shriek of joy.

Martha watched as he gave her a goofy grin in turn before he all but skipped out the door. She heard the wheeze and groan of the TARDIS and then it was gone, all was quiet.

"Well," She said, looking down at Colin. "How come I've never heard that sound come from you before?" She asked him. She knew that she wasn't going to get any kind of answer, especially when Colin just looked up at her with wide eyes. "You are so much like your father, that it's unbearable sometimes." She told him, rolling her eyes at herself this time. "Boys." She muttered.

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note: And that is the end of that! Hope you enjoyed.

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