Jack had a dream last night. He was the last place he wanted to be: the Game Station. He panicked and raced around the halls he once defended. This couldn't be real. This couldn't be real. He had to get out.

"Jack." The voice was soft and a woman's. Jack spun around to see the blonde girl standing in the console room. And it was bright, ever so bright. The light of the TARDIS's heart blinded him that he shielded his eyes.

And for one moment there, he hated her. He hated Rose Tyler so much for bestowing this gift of life on him, dooming him to forever –alone. But then he came to realize the purity of such a gift. This girl, this mere little girl of nineteen years, had cared and loved him so much that she had the will to never let him hurt and die. And for that one moment there, Jack Harkness realized what such a gift meant.

It was the same kind of gift he'd given Ianto after Lisa.