Heehee! I'm so proud, people are watching my story! I have only just realized that it is seriously fun to write jack/ten flirting scenes!

To jenny, it was the end. To the doctor, it was the beginning. To the TARDIS, it was a welcoming. But, to jack, it was a homecoming. As he stepped through the familiar blue doors, into the glowing interior of the TARDIS, he couldn't help but run his fingers over the wall and console affectionately, and she hummed happily. The doctor was babbling on about something or other, it sounded like bananas. he wasn't really listening, but was paying enough attention to realize that the doctor sounded rather nervous. Almost as nervous as jack felt.

"Serves him right" said the tiny little voice in the back of jack's head, which spoke out in the most inappropriate moments. The voice he hardly ever listened to, except when anger consumed him until he couldn't even think straight. Of course he knew the voice was wrong. This time.

"Seriously, why do you keep taking his side? He ABANDONED you, in case you've forgotten. He left you to rot on a game station in the middle of nowhere, for heaven's sake! He just left you behind without a second glance!" jack stiffened. God, sometimes he hated that voice, even though it really was just his darker side leaking through when things got rough.

"Ahem" jack snapped back to reality when he heard the doctor cough awkwardly to get his attention. He had stopped talking a while ago and jack had simply been staring into space.

"Crap!" he thought "great way to start the traveling again, dumbass!" the doctor's expression was slightly hurt, making jack feel more guilty than he really should. The doctor seemed to have that effect on him.

"sorry. I kind of fazed out there" he said. Offering the best smile he could conjure at the moment, but he had a feeling it came out as more of a grimace, judging from the expression on the timelord's face. The doctor, of course, took this entirely wrong.

"Jack, I don't want you to feel like you have to travel with me…I can drop you off somewhere if you want…" the doctor's face showed he wasn't overly fond of this idea.

"No! I mean, I don't want to- I-I mean...doctor, don't ever think that! Don't ever even THINK that! Of COURSE I want to travel with you! I spent so long waiting for you to come! I-I was scared that you wouldn't come…" he trailed off at the shocked expression on the doctor's face.

"Sorry" he murmured, after and awkward moment of silence, with the doctor doing and excellent imitation of a fish (and yet STILL managing to look attractive…damn that man…) the doctor still didn't reply, but at least was definitely paying attention to him. His mouth had closed, and now it was just his eyes that were wide open (furiatingly attractive eyes, he couldn't help but notice) the doctor seemed to be waiting for him to say something, so he continued.

"sorry" he repeated "I've just got a lot on my mind, right now" he offered a wry smile, not up to it's usual standards, but genuine, at least.

"Ah" he said simply, Before silence smothered them once again. It was suffocating; jack felt as if he were drowning in the quiet, it screamed the truth about how much had changed between them.

"Well…why don't…why don't you go to sleep, y'know, get some rest. And we'll talk more when you wake up, if you're up to it…" he still looked nervous, and was staring at the floor with a slight blush (possibly the cutest thing jack had ever seen) he glanced up at jack anxiously, looking for his reaction to this suggestion.

"Sure…" He said. He wasn't focusing on the doctor's words though. He was staring deep into the chocolate brown depths of the doctor's eyes. Or, at least, trying to. The doctor's gaze kept flitting back to the grating on the floor of the TARDIS. But there was something that jack couldn't quite place in his eyes. Then he realized what it was. Something that jack knew all too well, pain. Pain that tore jack's heart to shreds. Even in his darkest moments while he had been waiting for the doctor, jack had never truly wished harm upon him. Despite how much he hated to admit it, he did feel something more than lust for this strange alien with the magical blue box that could fly through time and space. He wondered how many people the doctor had lost since he had said goodbye to jack the last time. The doctor barely looked a day older, so it couldn't have been that long for him, of course, jack didn't know anything about TimeLord aging. For all he knew, the doctor was going to stay this way until he regenerated.

"Ya, we'll do that." Jack said, gathering himself mentally "I'll just go to bed and get some rest…unless of course, you wanted to come with me." He added with a wink "in which case, not much rest would be involved" jack leered, The doctor blushed again, then seemed to collect himself, and rolled his eyes.

"Jaaack…" he said warningly, though he didn't seem particularly upset by jack's relentless flirting.

"Can't blame a man for trying" replied jack with a grin, not a billion watt smile, but definitely one of his more flirtatious ones. Again, a faint blush rose to the doctor's face. Jack could see the faintest trace of something in his eyes; see his resolve crumbling just a tiny bit. Jack pressed on further when the doctor made a small sound of protest in the back of his throat.

"Oh, c'mon! What's a 51st century boy to do, when he has just been reunited with a long-lost and devastatingly attractive traveling companion whom he deeply admires and…respects." On the word respects, jack leaned in slightly, giving a feral grin as he did so, and gently lifted the doctor's tie. The doctor shivered slightly, and jack gathered the courage to do something he had been waiting for for a long time. He tugged lightly on the doctor's tie, pulling them even closer together, and gently pressed his lips to the doctor's.

God that man tastes good.

For a moment the doctor resisted, then relaxed. In fact, the only word that jack can think of to describe it is surrender, he kisses jack back, tentatively, and jack is so lost in the feeling that it takes him a moment to realize that the doctor is shaking. In fact it feels like he's laughing. More than a little hurt, jack opens his eyes, to find that the doctor isn't laughing, he's crying. There are tears running down the face that haunts jack's dreams. Immediately, jack moves away, letting go of the doctor's tie. The TimeLord crumples to the floor, all-out sobbing now. Jack falls to his knees next to him, unsure what to do. He wants to comfort him, but given what brought this on, he isn't entirely sure it wouldn't scare the skittish man off. Thankfully, the doctor has been in control of his emotions for hundreds of years, and he evidently isn't going to break that streak tonight. He staggers to his feet after a few minutes and hurries to wipe away the wet tracks from his cheeks. Jack stops him, grabs his wrists, and looks him directly in the eyes, so he can't even pretend he isn't listening to jack.

"Doctor, what's wrong." Although he evidently wants an answer, it isn't spoken like a question, it's a demand. Jack will not take no for an answer. At least, that was his resolve until he looks into the doctor's eyes, seeing over a thousand years worth of agony and loss contained in them, searing jack's soul in away that really shouldn't have been possible.

"Please don't, jack" he whispers, barely loud enough for jack to hear him. Jack redoubles his efforts not to get lost in those eyes, but it proves harder than he had anticipated, especially as those eyes were now brimming with tears, making them shine more than usual. Jack took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but it did the opposite as he breathed a deep lungful of the strange TimeLord scent that was unique to the doctor and the doctor alone. The doctor seized jack's moment of doubt to try to wriggle his hands out of jack's grasp. Jack snapped back to reality just in time to stop the doctor's cunning escape, this time with a clearer head.

"Doctor, tell me what's wrong" the doctor laughed nervously.

"Nothing's wrong, jack" jack snorted, not convinced.

"Doctor, something is evidently wrong" he snapped, impatient with the doctor's inability to admit to his feelings. When the doctor didn't answer, he continued. "people don't just break down and burst out crying for nothing" said jack, Feeling rather guilty as the doctor flinched away, as if trying to escape from jack's words. Jack's tone softens as he continues.

"was it me? Is it upsetting when I flirt with you?"

"no!" the doctor replies quickly " I mean, yes, but…that's not why i-i-mean, that's not the reason, I just…just forget it jack, it's nothing. Seriously, I'm fine." He looked up at jack with a smile, though jack could still see the tears trying to force their way out, even the doctor wasn't good enough to hide that. There is silence for a few moments then the doctor whispers one word.

"Please?" And jack's resolve snaps. He lets go, and the doctor rubs his wrists disdainfully.

"I think I'm going to bruise"

Crap. Jack hadn't thought he had been grasping that hard. Indeed, he could already see faint blue and yellow marks where had grabbed the doctor's wrists. Great, what a wonderful way to be reunited with the doctor: ignore him, try to seduce him, kiss him, make him cry, refuse to comfort him, stage an interrogation, hurt him. What would be next? The doctor, seeing the guilt in jack's eyes, smiled and said:

"It's okay jack, I bruise easily." Jack's head snaps up, staring at the doctor in bewilderment, the doctor, oblivious to his reaction, continues:

"Usually by the time I know I have a bruise, I've forgotten what I got it from. Seriously, I'm fine" he smiles again. Suddenly, jack can't stand this, he leaps forward, clutching the doctor's shoulder's as he tries to make him see sense.

"The hell you are! Doctor, I hurt you! You should be foaming at the mouth right about now!" the doctor frowned

"Do you want me to be mad at you?" he asked, evidently confused.

"No…I just-I don't want…never mind. But, seriously doctor, with no regard for my feelings whatsoever, do you want me here?" the doctor looks up at him, dead serious.

"Yes"

"Really? Answer me honestly, doc."

"Yes, I do. I do want you to stay with me, for as long as you want. I meant what I said, I won't make you stay."

"Oh, I dunno" h replied with a grin "I'm pretty sure that after-oh, let's say-a hundred years, you might be a bit tired of me." The doctor grinned

"Maybe, jack, maybe"

A few minutes later, and jack is walking away to his room in the TARDIS, wondering what just happened, and pretending he doesn't hear the doctor's muffled sobs.

Whew, that is the longest chapter I have written yet, and I'm quite proud of it! Sorry to people who wanted "something" to happen between them. Sorry to people who wanted nothing to happen between them. I can't please everybody.