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The Doctor gasped for air. Someone had sneaked up behind him and had forced him down onto the ground.
The invader freed himself from his garment and knelt over the Doctor, who laid fixed on his stomach.
"Just stay quiet and it will be over in a minute" mumbled the man above the Doctor.
He palpated his body and pushed his hands into the Doctor's trouser pockets to reveal the sonic screwdriver.
"I'm afraid I can't let you keep it for now..."

The Doctor tossed and turned and tried to free himself from the stranger's grip. But resistance was futile.
"I told you to keep quiet" whispered the man above the Doctor once more. "Just try to put up with it..."
The stranger touched the Doctor's buttocks with fascination before trying to enter his tight body by force.

The Doctor's head got smashed against the floor until his sight was blurred with blood and tears.
He felt his hearts racing and managed to scream.
"Goddamn it!" the intruder slapped him on the back of his head and pulled his head upwards by his hair.
"It's useless!Leave it be!"

The Doctor shook his head. He tasted blood on his lips and couldn't free his hands. But he refused to give in.
"Please" pleaded the Doctor, "Let me go. Just stop right now, I'm begging you, I won't..." He received another blow on the head and spat.
The stranger pressed the Doctor's head onto the floor again. He spread his legs, moving them with his knees, until they hurt so badly the Doctor had to yelp.
Every thrust was painful and deeper; the stranger penetrated him unrhythmically and fast and choked him again as often as the Doctor dared to try to defend himself.
The Doctor cried silently while his hands were tied behind his back with his tie. The lower part of his body was pure pain.
He winced as the stranger ejaculated inside of him; his hot body fluid burnt in his internal lesions.
The stranger got to his feet again. The Doctor didn't dare to move.
Tears were running down his cheeks. He swallowed to prevent himself from crying out loud.

"Don't let Jack come near you ever again" commanded the voice, "Try to forget him."

The Doctor was still unable to move even after the footsteps had faded and the door of the Tardis slammed shut.
The knot untied itself and his hands were free again.
But the Doctor didn't dare to move.
He could bear the pain he was currently in. He knew it would be worse if he moved.
His mind was racing.

The lights went on again.
The Doctor's face was mirrored in a metal ornament near the floor of the Tardis. Unbelievingly he touched his bruised forehead and bleeding nose.
He didn't understand it. He couldn't believe what had just happened to him.
He was speechless. He just couldn't believe it.

Jack walked out through that door only a few moments before...
He had great difficulties with getting to his feet again and manoeuvred his body to an upright position again by holding on to several items of the Tardis.

The Doctor breathed in deeply and tried to forget about the pain, tried to forget about the despair and the embarrassment. He wiped his face. He must be dreaming. It felt so… unreal, so far away… just past belief…
The Doctor sobbed but tried to calm himself by swallowing hard and coughing.
There was no use of crying over spilt milk. Or something resembling milk…

He turned around in disgust and held on to a rail before collapsing to the floor again. He felt like puking out his guts, but it was just a cold comfort knowing that he'd be unable to do so.
He buried his face in his hands and cried.

What did just happen? , he asked himself over and over again.
He sobbed.

The constant humming of the Tardis soothed him.
He looked at the ceiling, unbelieving that he was still in there, in the Tardis and in his own body.
But he remembered as soon as the doors flung open again.

"If I had known what this was all about I never would have picked it up…" Jack closed the doors behind him carelessly. The Doctor turned away to evade his gaze and searched his pockets for a handkerchief, after putting on his tie again.
"And if I say I wouldn't PICK something UP, then that's something new, isn't it Doctor?"
Jack smiled and patted him on the back.
The Doctor nodded silently, hiding his bleeding nose in the handkerchief.
"Oh, I thought you were used to it by now" sighed Jack, misjudging the Doctor's behaviour and bodily reaction as a way of expressing his embarrassment, "You know, that's just me, smutty jokes, being on the ball… or actually on TWO BALLS…"

Again the Doctor nodded.

Jack stopped smiling and gave the Doctor a worried look.
"What's wrong?" asked Jack.
"Nothing" mumbled the Doctor.
"Then why didn't you say "Stop it, Jack"?"

The Doctor sat down on the floor again carefully.
"What's happened?"
"Like I said, it's nothing…I'm just… I'm feeling kinda dizzy, that's all…"
Jack tried to read his face; the Doctor closed his eyes again and breathed in deeply.
He had wanted to smile and convince Jack thereby that everything was alright.
But he couldn't. He just couldn't.
If he would change his facial expression… It was hard enough to hold back his tears right now.
"It's alright Jack" managed the Doctor to mumble icily "I'm fine."

"Okay…" from the corner of his eyes Jack observed the Doctor.
He was staring at the controls of the Tardis. He checked on the computer again, unbelievingly. There had been a power blackout. But it hadn't been documented by the automatic registration.
There was just nothing, no information, no defect report… if the past moments hadn't even existed.
If no one had entered the Tardis…

Jack patted him on the shoulder. "I'd better be going then, shan't I?"
The Doctor winced. "You're still there?"
Jack cocked an eyebrow. "Are you sure that everything's alright then?"
The Doctor nodded and grasped his left hand.
"It was very nice of you to pop in" explained the Doctor hurriedly and walked him to the door.
Jack wrapped his fingers around the small jewelry box in his coat pocket.
"But Doctor, if I could…"
"Not now Jack" interrupted the Doctor and pushed him outside firmly.
Jack pulled out the jewelry box as the Doctor slammed the door in his face and locked it.
"See ya" shouted the Doctor from the inside and hurried back to the controls, tears running down his cheeks again.

Jack sighed. The box with the ring disappeared in his pockets again. He scratched his head while the Tardis started to vanish.
You never knew what the Doctor was thinking , he told himself again.
Right now Jack had really hoped that he'd been a Time Lord too.

Maybe then he would have known when the right moment had come for him to propose to the Doctor.
He sighed again, patting the box in the pocket absent-mindedly.

"But I'll never know…" mumbled Jack.