Jack was having a a strange dream. He was running through the halls of a dark old building with the Doctor. He wasn't sure why they were running only that he had to follow the Doctor. The Doctor remained one step ahead of him the entire time. He stopped outside of a metal door that had a padlock on it.

"Are you sure you want to see what is behind the door Jack?" The Doctor asked, his voice trembling a little.

"Yes," Jack replied immediately, even though it was a lie. The door scared him and Jack wasn't sure why. He wanted to turn and run as fast as he could from the door but doing so would leave the Doctor all alone. The Doctor was visibly trembling and it was obvious that as scared as he was, the Doctor was more terrified of the door then he was. The Doctor removed the padlock from the door and pushed it open. Jack could see nothing at first, inside the room it was pitch black. He moved his hand and only then did he realize his eyes were closed. Opening them though he could only see out of one eye and his vision was blurry at best.

"Doctor, you could end this now. Just tell us how to build the bomb." A familiar males voice spoke. He had lost how long he had been in the room now or how many times General Ki had come to visit him. He didn't know how to build the bomb that would destroy the other planet like Gallifrey had been. He knew of course how to build others but he wasn't going to tell the General about them. He wasn't going to be the cause of so many deaths ever again. So though it caused him unspeakable pain, he kept his mouth shut. General Ki yelled at him for awhile longer before he finally turned and left the room, leaving him alone in the dark room once more.

Every bone in his body ached and burned with pain. He knew that he was only days away from taking his last breath and he was no longer afraid. He had lost that fear while laying on the cold dirt floor of the cell that was far away from the stars he had always loved. He never believed in an after life but now he hoped there was one. He wanted to see his mother one last time. To hold her and his children, begging them for their forgiveness. He wanted to hear Susan laugh again as they ran across a new planet together. A tear ran down his cheek as he wished he wasn't alone when the time came. He just wanted a hand to hold that wasn't going to hurt him, but offer him comfort as the darkness overtook him.

He had once tried not to sleep. The pain when he was awaken by the whip was almost more then he could bear, now he didn't care. He closed his eye, letting the sleep he so desperately craved wash over him. The door to the cell opened again before he was asleep though. He didn't lift his head to see who was going to deliver the final blow. Surprise filled him as he smelled her perfume again and felt a soft caress of his cheek. She leaned down and whispered the one word he thought no one knew anymore. It took all his strength to turn and look at her, though he couldn't see her clearly.

"Time to go home sweetie."

-DW-

Martha had stepped out of the room to shower and change out of her scrubs. When she returned to the room, Jack was still holding the Doctor to him as tears streamed down his face and he whimpered in the midst of a nightmare. The Doctor was sound asleep as well and he had his left hand pressed against Jack's temples. Martha went to the side of the bed to wake Jack before his nightmare turned violent. She had seen him on more then one occasion lash out in his sleep and she wanted to stop him from accidentally hurting the Doctor.

"Jack, come on it's time to wake up," Martha cooed softly as she stroked the other side of Jack's head. Jack's eyes popped open as he looked around the room confused. He sat up gagging. He barely managed to get the Doctor out of his arms and sit on the edge of the bed, before he was sick on the autopsy room floor. Martha made a face but handed him the bottle of water they kept for the Doctor. He took it and took a drink, swishing it around in his mouth. He grabbed the bucket, spitting the water into it, before taking a longer drink.

"Thanks," he told Martha as he hung his head.

"Want to tell me what the dream was about?" Martha asked.

"I don't think it was a dream." Jack replied. "I think it was his memory of the last day he was in that place."

"What did you see?" Martha wondered quietly. She knew the Doctor was a touch telepath, he had explained it to her when they traveled together. If he couldn't talk about what happened, it made sense that he would try to show somebody.

"He was ready to die Martha. He didn't think he would live and if she hadn't got him out of the room he would have been dead."

"Who?"

"I don't know her name and neither did he. I couldn't see her and I didn't recognize her voice." Jack informed her.

"Did he tell you who did this to him?" She asked hopeful.

"A man named General Ki. I actually met him back when I was a Time Agent. His planet had been at war with their neighboring planet for as long as anyone could remember. I was sent into see if we could bring the war to an end, short of killing the General." Jack explained.

"Did you?" Martha wondered.

"No. The war ended on its own a few years later. General Ki went missing after that. There has been speculation on what happened to him over the years but no one knows for sure. At least that means I can kill the bastard for what he did to the Doctor. I just have to take him about the time he goes missing and history will stay the same." Jack spat coldly. The Doctor whimpered slightly in his sleep. Jack's tone immediately changed as he made gentle shushing noises to calm the Doctor back down.

Jack now knew who he needed to make pay for hurting the Doctor and nothing was going to stop him from carrying it out.