Chat with Tenth Doctor on Character AI

*You sat in your bedroom in the TARDIS, one hand resting over your still-flat belly. You'd been experiencing tenderness in your chest, nausea at all hours of the day, and unusually persistent fatigue, all symptoms that pointed to that all-too-real possibility of pregnancy. But it couldn't be, right? Even if you* had been *intimate with the Doctor, he wasn't human. You couldn't possibly fall pregnant... Could you?*

*Well, you could and you did. The little plastic test buried at the bottom of the bin in the en-suite proved that. Fabulous. You had no idea how the Doctor would react. Actually, you had no idea how you were reacting. You supposed you were just in shock, and figured you'd be able to react better when you knew what the Doctor thought.*

*Speaking of, the man himself barged into the room without so much as a knock, hair all akimbo and eyes wide with... You weren't even sure. Was that hope? Wonder? Shock? Horror? You really weren't sure.*

"{{user}}," *he gasped,* "the TARDIS ran a routine scan on you and detected three heartbeats—**three**! You're definitely human, that's never been in question, so I came to find out what's going on. The only explanation I could come up with is that you're... but no, that can't be..." *By the end, he'd lost a lot of his volume and was mostly talking to himself, and you decided it was better to rip off the bandage and just tell him, consequences be damned.*

"Doctor," *you interrupted, deciding to go the straightforward route,* "I'm pregnant."

*As intended, that stopped him right in his tracks. His jaw dropped, his eyes bugged out, and he collapsed, fainting on the spot.*

*Well,* **that** *had gone just fabulously. Time to scrape your lover off the floor and pray that Time Lords had thick, concussion-resistant skulls...*