Okay, this chapter is dedicated to Gracie who steadfastly refuses that she ships Jack/Doctor - claiming that The Doctor is hers - but we all know she does anyway!! Love you Gracie!!

Hope you all like this new collection of one-shots - they may not all be related to one another - I haven't really decided yet. If you've got any ideas about any of JB's songs and how I can put them into a fic, leave your idea's in a review or PM me, I'm grateful for any help!! Please review even if you don't have nay ideas as well!!

All Out of Love.

I'm lying alone with my head on the phone
Thinking of you till it hurts
I know you're hurt too but what else can we do,
Tormented and torn apart

Were they torn apart, or was it a conscious decision by The Doctor to leave him on Satellite 5, all those years into the future? He liked to think that The Doctor hadn't known that he hadn't realised, but that was a slim hope. And he hoped The Doctor missed him, but why would a Time Lord miss an ordinary – well, maybe not ordinary - human?

I wish I could carry a smile in my heart
For times when my life seems so low
It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring
When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know

He wished that he could know when he would next see him again. Of course, Jack had seen The Doctor since the 'incident' on Satellite 5, he had spied on himself, The Doctor, Rose and Mickey saving Cardiff from the Slitheen on Cardiff's extensive CCTV system, as well as the many other time the TARDIS had appeared right on the doorstep of Torchwood 3 to refuel, but he didn't know how long it would be until he came face to face with a Doctor who knew who he was.

I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you?
I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong

He liked to think that the reason he kept everyone at arms length, even his team, was because he was still in love with The Doctor. But it had been nearly 200 years since they had last met and feelings started to fade. He was becoming more and more aware that the real reason he kept everyone at a distance was to save himself the pain of watching them grow old and, eventually, die.

I want you to come back and carry me home
Away from these long lonely nights
I'm reaching for you, are you feeling it too
Does the feeling seem oh so right

He couldn't count the number of times he'd lain awake in the dark Hub, dreaming of being reunited with The Doctor and Rose once more. Sometimes these dreams turned into nightmares, especially after he read Rose's name on the list of fatalities from the Battle of Canary Walf.

Oh, what are you thinking of?
What are you thinking of?

He wondered if The Doctor ever did miss him. But why would he? He was a Time Lord. He could have any companion he wanted for company, why would he miss the 51st Century con man, even if he was now immortal? Or as close to immortal as you could get, anyway.

I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you
I know you were right believing for so long
I'm all out of love, what am I without you?
I can't be too late
I know I was so wrong

He was 'wrong.' That was how The Doctor had put it. And he had been abandoned. All the dreams that had kept him going for the last 200 years, The Doctor had shattered within an hour of seeing him again. Jack gave up hope. He gave up on The Doctor, knowing that the Time Lord wouldn't love anyone but Rose Tyler for the rest of his, rather long, life. But where did that leave Jack? Alone? No, he had his team. But he had spent 200 years believing himself in love with one man… now that was going to take some getting over… He only hoped he could do it. For the sake of his sanity, even if it did take the next 200 years…

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