As Jack's voice caught the Doctor's attention, he turned, glancing over his shoulder with a small glare. Possibly the wrong thing to do, but yes... the wrong idea wasn't in his head. He knew both his companions well enough to know that one would never force someone to do anything against their will and the other would never let someone do that so that wasn't even a consideration. No. But there would still be a very serious talk later....
Had he not told Jack very specifically to 'stop it'? then again that was years ago... it was years still right? Wibbly wobbly... No. There were other things. What they did wasn't safe. What NONE of them did... Yes there would be talk, but for right now... His doctor was pregnant. And he knew better than to anger a pregnant woman. Especially a pregnant Martha Jones... But he was almost sure that Jack saw...
"I don't need that spelled out, thank you." He shot Jack a look as if to say 'not very funny'. But he didn't touch the rest of it. Not yet. His attention was on the three of them now, the three Torchwood members. "You know how it gets in the TARDIS. I promise I came as soon as I saw the message. You can't think that I'd have stayed away when something like..." he seemed to falter on the right words. "THIS has happened!"
He took out his sonic screwdrive and held it out in front of him and with a quick smile to the expectant mother changed the setting and scanned. He looked at the readout and nodded. "Certainly is a baby in there." But that was all the information he had. "Congratulations!"
Martha smiled with a small shake of her head. "One of these days for Christmas we're going to get you a watch. And..." she paused, putting her hand over her stomach, "well it will probably wind up needing to be reset about thirty seconds later but we'll just figure something out, yeah?" She laughed and started leading the alien over where Jack was standing. There was a lot to tell him...