When Jack returned to their home, he found the Doctor laying on their bed. He had Carys rested upon his chest and was rubbing her back as he sang to her. Jack didn't understand the words the Doctor was saying, but the tune was clear. The Doctor was depressed about the information he received today. Jack didn't blame him. Jack didn't want to be stuck on this planet for the rest of his life either. If they stayed, one day he would have no choice but to bury his lover and their child in the clay as time passed him by. He knew that one day all the humans ended up on Malcassairo and he didn't want to be alone on Hades as the final darkness overtook the planet. He shuddered at the thought.
Setting the groceries down on the floor, Jack climbed up on the bed with the Doctor. He snuggled close to him, wrapping an arm over the two of them as the Doctor continued to sing. Jack didn't know how long he laid there holding his family until the Doctor finally went quiet. Lifting his head slightly, he saw that the Doctor was staring at him.
"We'll find a way off of this planet sweetheart," Jack promised him. The Doctor turned his eyes towards the ceiling.
"How? We can't leave by the transport ships without you dying and me regenerating. I was sure that the leader's house was the way out, but ever since that day, I have been having strange dreams," The Doctor whispered.
"Where you are in Torchwood with me and Martha," Jack told him. The Doctor's eyes went wide as his whole body tensed. He turned his head slowly to look over at Jack. Jack could see the terror clearly in them. Wondering what he said that frightened the Doctor so much, Jack made gentle shushing sounds. "You've been talking in your sleep," Jack explained. The Doctor relaxed a little but not completely.
"In my dreams you also know things I haven't told you," The Doctor said softly. "You have told me about Carys and life on Hades that you couldn't know."
"If you trust nothing else, trust me. I am real and here with you." The Doctor shook his head.
"He says the same thing." Jack sighed. Leaning up he kissed the Doctor on the side of the head.
"Tell me about your dreams," Jack whispered. For a moment he thought the Doctor was going to ignore him.
"When we first broke into the Leader's home, I had convinced myself it was the way out," the Doctor told him finally. "I was sure that the basement was the key and for a moment I was right. I saw rows of people some I didn't recognize lying on tables...It was just a dream though."
"I had a similar dream. They were the people from the village," Jack finished for him. "You woke me up and then picked me up because I was too weak to walk." The Doctor sat up quickly.
"I've been so thick," he chastised himself. "I thought the dream started at the door, but it really started when I was shot with the tranquilizer. Jack tell me, did I fall into the TARDIS closing the door behind me in your dream."
"No, you set me back on the table as you collapsed to the floor. I then woke up in the dark room the leader was keeping us in," Jack didn't ask how the Doctor knew he had been shot. He was able to follow the Doctor's train of thought enough to know they had the same dream. Only as they were both beginning to suspect it wasn't a dream.
"We didn't accept the first village as being real so they tried another village where we had answers and food. This place seems even less real than the other one though. I knew something was wrong with it the moment I was given attention for my arm. We need to find a way to wake up and get out of here," The Doctor said.
"How?" Jack wondered.
"By returning to the first village and going out the door again," The Doctor responded confidently. He set Carys down in her cot. Turning her seemed happier as he picked up the bag of supplies Jack had brought. To it he added Carys's milk as well as a few other items that they had in the home. Not that it really mattered if this was all a dream, but the Doctor wanted to be prepared.
"The Leader said that he would kill us if either one of us ever set foot in the village again," Jack informed the Doctor.
"Good, then they won't anticipate our return," The Doctor smiled. He sat the bag down and climbed up on the bed next to Jack again. He kissed Jack on the cheek snuggling into him. "We need to rest until everyone has gone to bed and then we can leave to head back to the other village."
"Are you sure about this?" Jack wondered as he wrapped his arms around the Doctor.
"I'm not sure of anything anymore Jack," The Doctor admitted. Jack looked down at him and the Doctor smiled as he closed his eyes. Putting his trust in the Doctor, Jack closed his eyes to rest as well.
Waking a few hours later, the two of them dressed, gathered Carys and the supplies. Jack carried Carys on his chest once more as they set off towards the first village. They stopped to rest and eat a few times, but overall it was quicker getting there as Jack didn't have to carry the Doctor this time. The only thing he had to do was get him to slow down a little as the Doctor was practically running in his anticipation of getting off this planet for good. As the village finally loomed in the distance, the two of them settled down to wait for night. Jack was sure that they only had a few hours left on Hades and he wanted to be prepared this time. He wasn't going to wake up helpless. No matter how starved he was, he would do everything in his power to help the Doctor escape.