Sorry it's taken so long, but I've been busy with exams (really, it's the story of my life...) and I'm updating and revamping as fast as I can. As always, if you see something you like, review. If you see something you don't like, review. I'm also trying to characterise Jack as being a little more camp, so if you could tell me how successful I am, that would be appreciated.

As Jack entered one of the T.A.R.D.I.S's many gardens, he immediately sensed that someone was crying. A female someone.

"Rose? Honey? Are you okay?" He mentally kicked himself for asking such an idiotic question, and corrected himself. "What's wrong?"

"Jack!" Rose exclaimed, surprised at finding she wasn't alone. She quickly wiped her tears. "Nothing's wrong! I'm perfectly fine!" She saw Jack's disbelieving expression. "Honestly!"

"I saw you crying, Rosie," Jack said in his 'don't like to me' voice. "Why don't you tell me what's wrong?"

"I... I can't..." She stuttered, tears falling easily. This time, she made no attempt to hide or quell them.

He crouched down and embraced her, letting her sob freely.

"Come on, Rosie," Jack's tone was light, soothing. He thought about what could be wrong, and an idea occurred to him. "Is it... does this involve the Doctor?"

He knew that she had kissed him, and that he had kissed her back. He also knew that Rose was getting frustrated with the Doctor. She wanted him to let go, to kiss her with at least some conviction instead of just soft kisses and nothing more. He also knew the Doctor's side of things. Knew that the Doctor would be more than willing to take her in the middle of Tors, the coldest planet in the universe, if she said that she loved him. It didn't matter how many times Jack had told him that she loved him, he refused to believe it until he heard it from her. It didn't matter how many times he told her to tell him how she felt, she refused to until she knew she wouldn't be rejected.

He could tell that he had hit the jackpot with her reaction to the question. She held him tighter and sobbed harder.

"Rosie, honey," He soothed, stroking her hair. "We both knew it would take some time for him to admit his feelings. You've got to be patient!"

"But he did! He told me how he feels." Jack's eyebrows rose at this. If she knew that Doctor loved her then why was she crying? "Jack! Oh God Jack! He told me he doesn't love me! You were wrong!"

She broke down completely, no longer holding back any of her tears. She slumped against Jack, and probably would have fallen if it wasn't for his support.

"Are you sure that's what he said?" Jack asked, confused.

He remembered his conversation with the Doctor earlier that day. Jack had told the Doctor to show Rose how he felt. The Doctor had said he'd rather spend a week in a romantic setting with a love-struck Dalek than put his heart on his sleeve, only to get it shoved in his face again by somebody who doesn't return his ardour. Jack had replied by reminding him that it was Rose who had kissed him first and that she had done so repeatedly.

"But Jack, what if she's just craving sexual attention? She's not been with anybody since Mickey – and that was three years ago! How can I know that she doesn't just want some harmless fun?"

"If it was harmless fun she was after, she'd come to me!" He didn't like admitting it, but Jack knew that was true. "And why would she get upset that you weren't responding?"

"I don't know, maybe she just doesn't like you that way! She's only twenty-six, how can she like a nine-hundred year old alien, with big ears and a huge nose?"

"You just said it yourself! If she doesn't like you 'that way' then why is she making out with me, who she clearly doesn't like 'that way'?"

The Doctor had fallen silent at that, a glint of hope in his eyes. Jack had felt proud of himself as the Doctor promised to ask Rose how she felt about him, knowing that tonight was probably going to be lonely.

As he watched Rose crying he wondered what had gone wrong.

"Are you sure that's what he said?" Jack asked, trying to make sense of it.

"He as good as told me he doesn't l-l-love me!" she said, still sobbing, but less now as Jack rocked her back and forth.

"What were his exact words? Maybe you misunderstood."

"No, Jack. I couldn't have. He said that you can't be passionate about someone if you don't love them!" She no longer had any tears left, and was suddenly hit with a wave of exhaustion. She bowed her head, resignedly.

"Jack?" She muttered. "What can I do?"

"I don't know sweetie, but we'll get him back for you, I promise," He looked down at her, and noticed how tired she looked. "You just go to bed now, yeah?"

"Yeah, okay."

She left the room and the T.A.R.D.I.S. warped the corridors so she barley had to move to get to her room.

Jack sighed to himself. When I get my hands on the Doctor, he thought to himself, I am going to kill him.

Well, that's another corrected chapter! Woot! I hope the re-vamp makes the story more enjoyable, and I will try to do the re-vamps faster. After the 20th June (08) my exams will be over, so I'll be able to focus on this a little bit more!

(Updated June 2nd, 2008)