Jack lay in bed holding the man he loved close to his body. He never imagined that he would finally get a chance to hold the Doctor, to feel his cool breath against his skin. Sure he had always hoped. From far away he had longed to hold the man he loved once more. He just never dreamed that it would happen. Yet here he was with the Doctor safely tucked against his chest, dreaming what Jack hoped were peaceful dreams. Dropping a quick kiss onto the top of the Doctor's head, Jack cuddled him a little tighter. The Doctor sighed, snuggling into Jack even as he slept.
The past year had been hell for both of them. Jack had been forced to watch on as the Master did unspeakable things not only to the Earth, but to himself and the Doctor. Jack couldn't believe that the Doctor use to be friends with the insane Time Lord. The chains and the Doctor's love for that man were the only thing that stopped Jack from killing him. In the end though, the Master had still died, refusing to regenerate and become the Doctor's prisoner. Even after the Doctor had forgiven him, after no one else on the Valiant could.
"Shhh. I've got you," Jack cooed softly as the Doctor began to whimper. The Doctor quieted slightly at the sound of his voice, slipping back into a deeper sleep. Jack wished he could sleep as well. He was exhausted after never being allowed to sleep more than a few minutes at a time for the last year. Yet he couldn't sleep. He didn't know if it was because of the unfamiliar room that surrounded him, the Time Lord in his arms or the fact the one who caused it all body still burned on the funeral pillar. Something though didn't feel right. He had a strange feeling, that even though the Master was gone, they were still not safe.
Jack shuddered at the thought. Carefully, so not to wake the Doctor, Jack untangled himself from the Doctor's arms. The Doctor whimpered at the loss of Jack's body heat and tried to hold him again. Jack reluctantly got out of bed still, giving the Doctor a pillow to hold instead. The Doctor held it, but Jack could tell his sleep wasn't as deep. Jack hurried so as to hopefully return to the Doctor's arms before he woke up. Jack rushed through the console room and out the door into the cool night air. In front of him the fire was still smoldering in the night. He couldn't see the outline of the Master's body anymore but it gave him some peace knowing it had been there. Still deep down in the pit of his stomach he had the feeling that this wasn't over yet.