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It wasn't fair.
One night with him. This wasn't part of the plan.
Sarah Jane had thought the nausea was a virus and had tested K-9 by giving him a blood sample. She wasn't expecting this.
"K-9, are you sure?"
"Affirmative, mistress, you are pregnant."
She'd never wanted children; her independence was too valuable.
Unplanned pregnancy was for teenagers, not women on the wrong side of 50. Starting menopause had given her a false sense of security and she'd assumed genetic incompatibility.
The Doctor's baby. Just when she'd decided to move on with her life. So much for that idea.