The Doctor and Jack both changed their trousers before leaving their room. While the Doctor understood Jack's need for constant sex as a way to apologize, relax, celebrate or any other reason that he could think of, he needed to get back to work while Mickey needed help. He felt like a teenager as Jack made him fall over the edge into his trousers from just his hand with promises that they would continue later. The Doctor found himself looking forward to the promise as the made their way out to the control room where Mickey and Martha were waiting for them.

"Keep an eye on him," the Doctor told Mickey as he briefly stared him in the eyes.

"Sure thing boss," Mickey responded saluting the Doctor using two fingers. The Doctor groaned as he turned to head back to Steven's room. Mickey chuckled as he heard the Doctor mumbling to himself about apes and saluting him when he didn't like being saluted. Reminding himself to antagonize the Doctor by saluting him again later, he left the TARDIS with Jack. It was a short walk to where he had left his SUV on the side of the road by the SUV. Jack started towards the driver side but Mickey cleared his throat loudly.

"I always drive," Jack informed him crossing his arms.

"You don't even know where we are going," Mickey argued.

"That's what you are here for," Jack explained holding out his hand for the keys. Mickey sighed loudly as he pulled them out of his pocket handing them to Jack. Jack smiled as he unlocked the doors and climbed into the driver's side while Mickey sat on the passenger side. Jack started the engine, letting Mickey direct him towards the park that they were investigating.

"So, how did you kill yourself this time?" Mickey asked as they drove. Jack glanced at him briefly.

"What makes you think I killed myself?" Jack wondered. He swore swerving around a slow moving car.

"The Doctor told me to look after you even though you are the one who is immortal," Mickey explained. He didn't bother to brace himself or complain about Jack's driving as he tended to drive recklessly as well when Martha wasn't in the vehicle.

"Well, I didn't kill myself," Jack told him. It wasn't a lie as the Doctor had stopped him before he could.

"But you tried," Mickey responded seeing right through his statement.

"Can we stop talking about what may have happened and instead focus on why you asked me to help you in the park?" Jack snipped irritably. He was already going to have to deal with the Doctor tracking him as he moved around the TARDIS until the Doctor trusted that he wasn't going to try to kill himself again.

"Fine," Mickey agreed. "There have been several disappearances in the park lately." Mickey continued explaining that not all the disappearances were humans but also several animals. The police were baffled and the police dogs weren't able to track the missing people. Jack agreed that it sounded like a weevil den was located somewhere in the park, but the last survey done before Torchwood was destroyed hadn't placed one nearby. Still, that had been almost two years ago and it was possible one could have moved in. Reaching their destination, they got out of the SUV. Mickey let Jack lead the way as they made their way deeper into the park to the dense forest. Jack was easily able to find the forming weevil den as he had tracked them many times over the years. Mickey didn't believe Jack at first as he went into the thick underbrush to where a medium size hole was located. Pulling out their torches, they moved slowly into the den. Jack could hear scratching and the growling indicating that the weevils were nearby. For a brief moment, he missed his old weevil Janet. He had saved her from a park and kept her safe until she was killed when Torchwood was destroyed.

"There are at least three of them ahead, possibly more," Jack whispered. Mickey reached to his side, pulling a gun out of a holster hidden underneath his shirt. He knew that the Doctor hated guns and refused to have them on his TARDIS so he made sure that he didn't see it. He offered it to Jack and Jack took it as Mickey pulled a second one. "Stay behind me."

"So you're giving the orders now," Mickey questioned.

"Yes," Jack replied. Mickey didn't argue, allowing Jack to take the lead once more as they entered the main den. Inside, there were four adult weevils as well as several children. Jack didn't see the fifth weevil until it knocked him to the ground, latching its teeth onto his neck in the process. Jack faintly heard the gunshot as his world went black. For a moment time seemed to stop before he took a deep breath returning. He jumped to his feet, adrenaline pumping as he saw Mickey struggling with the male Alpha. He had managed to wound him, but all it did was make the alpha mad. Jack hesitated as he pulled his gun. Killing the alpha would put the rest of the weevils in danger. He didn't think about his decision as he lowered his gun rushing the weevil. Slamming into it, he knocked it away from Mickey feeling it claw him in the process. The females were advancing slowly on them.

"Run," Jack yelled to Mickey.

"I'm not leaving you behind," Mickey responded.

"I can't stay dead, you can. Now listen to me and get the hell out of here," Jack argued him. He fired a warning shot at the feet of the females causing them to pause. Grabbing Mickey's arm, he pulled him out of the den. The two of them ran from the den and towards the park. They were going to have to find a way to keep people out of the park until the weevils could be moved but they didn't worry about that for now as they ran. Jack checked several times to make sure the weevils weren't following them. One female was trying, but a shot into the wall beside her made her stop. They left the den, continuing to hurry through the dense underbrush as quickly as possible. Reaching the open grass, they both tumbled to the ground laughing.

"We should do this more often," Micky stated as he started to calm down.

"You like going into weevil dens?" Jack questioned. He sat up staring down at the younger man.

"I wouldn't say I like it but I've missed investigating. I mean Martha and my freelancing is great and all but we tend to spend more time researching the problem than actually fighting it. I miss the thrill of just running in and figuring it out as I go," Mickey explained sitting up as well. Jack nodded his understanding.

"It felt good to run again, but this isn't my job anymore. I gave it up when I decided to leave earth," Jack told him.

"How would you like to join Martha and I freelancing once Steven is well?" Mickey questioned. Jack stared ahead not answering him right away. Torchwood had been his life for almost a hundred years. When the buildings were destroyed, he thought it was over. He thought that he could move on from it. Still, the ghost of the people he lost over the years followed him where ever he went. He still dreamed of Ianto and thought of Tosh and Owen whenever he worked on a new project. He missed the days where he lived down in the sewers but Torchwood was gone. He wasn't going to put Mickey, Martha or anyone else in danger ever again.

"I don't think so. I don't know what I am going to do once Steven is well, but I can't put you in danger," Jack answered. Mickey made a rude noise with his mouth.

"I can protect myself," He scoffed.

"So could they," Jack whispered climbing to his feet. He headed back to the SUV, opening the back of it. Mickey joined him in setting a perimeter up to keep people away from the weevil den. There was no more talk about Jack returning to Earth as they worked. Finishing, they returned to the TARDIS. The Doctor was waiting for them in the control room, but Jack didn't look at him as he disappeared deeper into the TARDIS. The Doctor glared at Mickey before setting out after him.