The Doctor was laying defenseless on the bed in a cell that he shared with two other males. He had seen the looks that they had been giving him over the past weeks that he had been there. He was too afraid to sleep. He could feel that they would soon attack him. They always did when his guard was down. He could smell their hormones and was amazed that they hadn't assaulted him yet. He could feel their sexual frustration and he knew they aimed for the weakest looking one in the room, which was him. They had learned that he was an easy target. He was to tired and scared to fight back. They learned that he only became weaker with each day passing.
He hadn't slept in weeks and it was starting to get hard to stay awake. He missed Jack. He didn't know if Jack knew where they had taken him. Jack and him had landed on a human colony in the future. The Doctor and Jack had as usual explored the off limit areas. They had seen an injured woman's body and the Doctor had been by her side trying to see what he could do, but it was already too late. Jack was searching the area for a clue of what had happened but he soon gave up and turned back to tell the Doctor the bad news.
Some guards were holding down the Doctor and had handcuffed him. They had knocked him out before he could even defend himself. Jack ran to the Doctor's side, screaming that he was innocent but the guards had overpowered Jack. They had shot jack in the head when jack refused to give him up. He wasn't there for the murder of the woman. It had all been a trap to lure him away so they could take him away unnoticed.
He wasn't a normal prisoner like the rest of the men in the building. The prison was just a cover from what they were really doing with him. They were studying his body, torturing him in all kinds of ways to learn the secrets of the Time Lord. They put him on purpose with two males who were both charge with abuse and rape of their husbands. It was just another way to torture him.
They had stopped his left heart. They wanted to see how long it would take for his other to stop, leaving him weaker than ever. It wouldn't be long until his cellmates would notice his lack of strength, as he tried not to show too much pain. He could feel his right was becoming weaker, the lack of sleep didn't help his already weak state.
The smell of hormones became stronger as the men came close to him. One of them grabbed him as the other stripped off his clothes. The panic was too much for him and he felt how his heart was still fighting, but slowly was giving up the battle. He didn't feel how one of them pressed himself inside his tight hole. The other one was holding him and waited patiently on his turn. He could see a guard watching them. They normally either did nothing, or joined in. It looked like this one was enjoining the rape.
He could feel the men letting go of him and slowly backing away. He felt someone lift him gently in their arms and taking him away. He knew that the guard was talking to him. He would take him to the other guards so they could have fun with him like they did two weeks ago. He was sure of it. The Doctor never saw the guard's face. He was just thinking of Jack as his heart after six hours of fighting, finally gave in.
Jack had woken up in panic on the ground. He was screaming after the Doctor but soon realized it was pointless. He had to try to find the Time Lord before someone hurt him. He didn't have a lead on the Time Lord. It felt like he had failed to protect his best friend. The Doctor was more to him than just a friend. He had feelings for the Time Lord, but the Doctor had made it clear that he was asexual. It sometimes felt, like the Doctor also was thinking of him as more than a friend. But he accepted his friend's choices and wouldn't push him in to something that he was uncomfortable with. There must be a reason for the Doctor to say that he was asexual.
It had taken him almost three horrible weeks to finally find the Time Lord. The location of his friend scared him. It was a highly secured prison. Breaking in would be easy, but out was a whole different story. He was worried about the Doctor in the environment, the prisoners would see him as an easy target. He had been in the same situation himself, but he had done it voluntarily for obvious reasons. Jack hoped that the Doctor would be strong enough to protect himself. He knew that the Doctor was strong, but a gang rape would be too much. Even for the Doctor.
Jack decided to go under cover as a guard. He was relieved when he found the Doctor's cell on the first day, but it soon changed when he saw the Doctor's cellmates. He wanted to stop them from hurting his friend, but he could do nothing about it. He wanted to turn around and flee, but he needed to see what was happening to him. The urge to shoot the two rapist was almost too strong for him, but the Doctor would never forgive him if he shot them.
He saw the Doctor getting tortured for almost a week. It was clear that the Doctor wasn't just an ordinary prisoner. It looked like they had wanted the Doctor all along and the dead woman was just a setup to get him away. He felt like it was his fault for leaving the Doctor's side. He could have stopped all this from happening just by staying with the Doctor.
Jack had a plan, it wasn't foolproof but he couldn't watch the Doctor getting tortured any longer. The bastards had stopped his heart. It was hurting him just to see the Doctor laying in the bed in pure agony. He knew they had to wait for the evening for the escape plan to work. All he could do was to pray that the Doctor's other heart was strong enough.
His plan was simple, first creating a black out. Than grabbing the Doctor and when he had his friend, run for their lives to the TARDIS. Jack could see everything that was wrong with the plan, and how it could fail in so many ways. But he couldn't take it anymore. Jack would rather kill the Doctor than let him be there one day more. He wondered if he really could kill his best friend if he failed to rescue him. He was sure of one thing, he would never stop trying to save him.
Jack was standing outside the cell and only watched what was happening to the Time Lord for the last time. He knew there were only minutes left before he could get him out of there. He wished he had made the decision earlier. He just hoped that the Doctor had it in his hearts to forgive him. Jack opened the cell door and pointed his revolver at the bastards who were raping his Doctor. He could have shot one of them and still managed to carry out the plan.
Jack did the Doctor proud and let it go. He picked the Time Lord up in his arms and started the stupid escape plan when the power shut down. It was a wonder that they made it back to the TARDIS. Jack had taken three shots in his back. It was slowly killing him but he was determined to make it back to the TARDIS alive. He could hear the emergency protocol activate before he died beside the Doctor.
He woke up in a loud gasp as he tried to remember what had happened. It all came back to him, the Doctor was dying in his arms as he tried to save him from the danger. He was in a bed in Torchwood's medic bay. Someone was nice enough to let him wake up comfortable. He smiled as he saw the steady beating of the Doctor's hearts on the monitors. He had done it, he had saved his best friend.