Summary: The Doctor visits Donna in bed, and a special little visitor.
Disclaimer: I do not own much here, except the visitor.
A/N: This little fic was written in order to celebrate the birthday of luinel_anduril; a person who is very important in my life and is the reason I took the courageous step of writing fic here. Happy Birthday my love!
Chapter 12 - Just One More, Please?
He burst through the door and made straight for her bed, grinning madly. "How do you feel?" he asked, plonking himself down on the only available chair.
She glared at him, "How do you think I feel? You idiot! I thought I'd go join the cast of Riverdance…. Someone has just forced their way out of my body while I was still conscious!"
He leant over and kissed her on the cheek. "You'd never know. You look gorgeous!"
"And you are a complete liar!" she snapped, but her face softened. "But I love you for it. Have you had a look yet?"
"Of course!" he puffed up with pride. "He is the most wonderful I have ever seen… after you, naturally."
"Naturally," she agreed with a grin. "Glad to see your priorities are still in the right place."
"They'll need to be if we are thinking of having another one," he took her hand and gave it a squeeze.
"You are kidding me!" she exclaimed. "I'm never going through this again if I can help it. I'm stopping at two!"
"Two?" he pouted. "But I wanted…"
"I don't care what you wanted, Sunshine! I'm the one driving this body; and there will be only two deliveries!" she glared at him, ignoring the pout and the puppy-dog eyes with practised ease.
"But Donna!" he whined. That didn't work, so he romantically kissed the back of her hand.
"Get off, you prawn! I know what your game is, and the answer is 'no' so don't push it!" she patted his cheek to console him.
Sensing his complete defeat, he swept his gaze around her hospital room. "Where did your mother go?"
"She's giving Teddie a tour of the hospital; letting him see where he was born, the tea room, the gift shop and other exciting places," she offered him a grape from her fruit bowl. "Why she thought I'd want grapes is beyond me, but we might as well eat them."
He helped himself. "Might as well," he agreed. "I haven't eaten in ages. I'm starving!"
She thrust the whole bowl into his hands. "Go on, finish them. Your need is greater than mine. How did the invasion threat go this time? Do I need to come back with you to smack 'em one?"
"Nah! The Stone Seekers were suitably put off by me on my ownsome, though it would have been quicker with you there," he stopped stuffing his face suddenly. "Sorry I wasn't here to hold your hand. I didn't mean to vanish like that."
"I know," she smiled at him. "It's better you stopped the Great Lakes being stolen rather than be here. I know that. I'd feel guilty every time I met a Canadian if you hadn't."
"True. Though you don't meet many Canadians in Chiswick." He got up and peered down at his newborn sleeping son, and whispered, "He really is beautiful, isn't he?"
"I think so; but then I am a bit biased," Donna replied. "You can pick him up if you want. He'll want feeding in a minute."
The Doctor tenderly picked up the baby and took him back to his seat. Before he sat down he gave Donna a loving kiss on the mouth, "Thank you. Thank you for everything."
"You're welcome," she beamed. "The invoice will be in the post. Do you think you can ever repay the debt?"
He grinned broadly at his son in his arms, "No, but the repayments should be fun. Who do you think he looks most like?"
"I'd definitely say you, the poor wee thing," she teased.
"Oi!" he protested. "I have my moments!"
"Yeah, you make good tea," she teased, and got a glare for her trouble.
"I'll get the last laugh if he really is like me," he winked at her. "You'll have all sorts of trouble on your hands."
"Another you? As if that would worry me! Been there, done that, bought the t shirt," she giggled. "Now hand him over because you have work to do."
"Do I?" he quizzed. He placed the baby in her arms. "What would that be then?"
"You have to go and get me a cup of tea; I have to keep my fluids up," she laughed at his answering groan.
He happily watched his son start to feed and then headed for the little shop, grateful that all was well in his world for once.