Later that night, Jack laid in bed holding the Doctor close to him. The Doctor wasn't sleeping as he laid on Jack's chest just enjoying listening to Jack's heartbeat. He felt sick, but he didn't know why he felt so poorly. The last thing he remembered before waking up in his own bed was landing the TARDIS. His arms burned with pain and had new stitches in them, so he had to have had a panic attack, the problem was he didn't remember why. He had sought Jack's comfort, but now Jack was upset with him. He didn't try to wipe the tears away that flowed freely down his face as he wondered when Jack would give up on him. He was trying hard to be the man that Jack needed him to be. It wasn't his fault his mouth and brain didn't work properly. It also wasn't his fault that he couldn't stand the thought of someone touching him below the waste unless they were helping him to clean. He turned so that he could see Jack's face, but Jack wasn't looking at him. Instead, he was staring out the window.

"I'm sorry, Jack," he apologized. Jack turned to look at him.

"I know," Jack whispered leaning up to kiss him softly on the lips. The Doctor returned the kiss just as gently. He shifted slightly to get a better angle to kiss him, but Jack put a hand on his back to stop him from moving. He pulled back, looking the Doctor in the eyes. "I love you, Doctor."

"Don't leave me," The Doctor whimpered hearing the unspoken but as Jack trailed off.

"I'm not leaving you. I know you are trying Doctor, I also know that it hurts you to try. What I don't understand is why you keep coming to me when it hurts," Jack wondered.

"I love you," The Doctor informed him without hesitation. Jack nodded slowly, considering the Doctor's words.

"I love you, too," Jack replied. He moved the Doctor off of his chest and onto the bed before reaching down. He didn't touch the Doctor intimately but instead helped the Doctor to remove his trousers. The Doctor stared at him. Watching as Jack removed his own trousers then positioned himself above the Doctor. The Doctor whimpered softly when Jack's groin brushed against his own.

"Jack?" He questioned not sure how far Jack was going.

"Trust me," Jack told him ready to stop the minute the word no or stop came out of the Doctor's mouth. He moved slowly following the gentle thrust that the Doctor seemed to favor. The Doctor's body responded slowly as he realized that Jack wasn't going to hurt him. He undulated his hips back to meet Jack's thrust. "You like that?"

"Yeah," The Doctor responded, his breath coming out in quicker gasps. Jack leaned down their lips meeting. The Doctor kissed him more passionately while clutching at Jack's back his body tense. Jack amazed himself when he fell over the edge first. Not wanting to be a selfish lover, he then helped the Doctor find his release unhappy to hear yet another pained whimper. He didn't collapse down but instead rolled them so they were laying on their sides facing each other.

"Does it hurt when you cum?" Jack questioned, running his hand down the side of the Doctor's face. The Doctor shook his head no. Jack believed him, vowing silently to himself to help the Doctor learn to enjoy sex again. He cuddled the Doctor close, throwing a leg over his to keep him close. They both needed to shower, but for now, Jack just wanted to hold him.

-DW-

"I've decided that I am sending Sky to a prison colony on the outskirts of the Luna system," Jack announced the next day at the morning meeting. It was his first day back to the office in a month and he was pleased to see that everything was still running properly. After his accidental return to the base the day before, he decided it would be best to warn his team about the possibility of a counter-attack. He didn't think it was very likely since the base didn't currently have the technology to time travel efficiently, but he had been wrong before. Upon his return, he was happy with his choice of leaving Gwen in charge and knew that he could rely on her again in the future if necessary. Still it was nice to be back within the hub as he didn't realize how much he would miss the place until he wasn't there.

"Are you sure that is wise?" Gwen questioned.

"The colony is the only one that I know of that is designed to help people rehabilitate into the universe. They will help her overcome her new disability and in a few years, she may even be declared fit enough to move into one of the encampments on the planet. There she will be allowed to have a family and live out the rest of her life without spending it in a prison cell," Jack explained. With her involvement with helping Charles recapture the Doctor, he would have been more than happy just to kill her. It was only because of Ianto that he was allowing her this opportunity to live. Ianto thought that there was some good in Sky, even if Jack had been suspicious of her since the moment that she entered his office. Still, Ianto believed that she had just been led down the wrong path in life and Jack hoped that the colony would help set her straight.

"I want to examine her before you set off. I am also going to need to pass her current medical information on to the colony's doctor. Do you know when you are going to take her?" Martha wondered.

"I am going to have the Doctor take me there. So once he is feeling better and willing to drive the TARDIS again we will set off." The Doctor looked over at them from where he was lying on the couch. Deciding it was nothing important he went back to trying to sonic a dot off of the ceiling. He was sure that it wasn't a dot at all, but a spider that had sought the warmth of the building. Rather than standing up to get a closer look, though, he instead tried to figure out if he had a setting on his sonic that would make it move. Jack watched him for a moment, then shook his head turning back to the meeting. They discussed current business and items that came through the rift. It was back to business as usual in the hub as not even ten minutes later the rift alarm sounded reminding them that the Holidays were over and there was work to be done.

"Do you mind if I go to help retrieve the artifact?" Jack questioned the Doctor, eager to stretch his legs.

"No," The Doctor responded still staring up at the ceiling. Jack dropped a kiss on the top of his head then rushed out the door to join the others. Martha sat down on the edge of the couch next to the Doctor and looked up at the dot that he seemed so interested in.

"I don't think that spider is alive Doctor," She commented. Looking at the Doctor, she realized he didn't care as once more he changed the setting on his sonic. "You don't really care about the spider do you? So, why don't you tell me what is really bothering you."

"I'm the Doctor," The Doctor informed her, turning his eyes to look at her. Martha's brow furrowed in confusion at his words. He sighed. "Jack wants me to be me. But I don't know how."

"He understands that Doctor. He loves you regardless of whether or not you need or even want his help. You seemed happy the last time I saw you with him. Did something change?" Martha questioned in concern.

"He wants sex like with Ianto," The Doctor commented.

"Does he now?" Martha couldn't keep the anger out of her tone. The Doctor quickly sat up putting his hand on her arm.

"I want sex too, but I can't," He quickly explained to her. He hung his head. "It hurts."

"Has he tried to have sex with you?" Martha questioned, trying to keep her voice even but ready to kill Jack. The Doctor shook his head no, except Martha wasn't sure if she believed him. She thought Jack was smart enough not to traumatize the Doctor any further. Now she was questioning if leaving them alone for a month had been the right choice after all. She tried to push the anger aside for the moment as she focused on helping the Doctor. "Then when does it hurt?"

"After," The Doctor told her, not really answering her question. She sighed.

"When you ejaculate?" She asked him, he nodded. "Does it hurt when you pee as well?" Again a nod. Martha took his hand pulling him to his feet. He followed her willing down to the autopsy room. She ran several test on him, including drawing blood and having him pee in a cup. By the time that the others returned from retrieving the artifact she was positive that he had a urinary tract infection. She had to test to make sure it didn't spread to his kidneys, but she was hopeful that it had been caught early enough to avoid any complications. She started him on antibiotics, then left him to rest as she went out to intercept Jack.

"I need to talk to you in your office, now," Martha seethed, resisting the urge to hit him.

"What happened?" Jack questioned as Martha stormed towards him. He looked around for the Doctor as he followed Martha up to his office, closing the door tightly behind him. Martha turned on him.

"I swear I am close to removing him from your care and I will depending on how you answer my next question. I need to know. Did you have sex with the Doctor?" Martha questioned her voice soft but filled with anger. Jack leaned against the door crossing his arms.

"We did, but not in the way you are obviously thinking. He came to me several times trying to get me to sleep with him. I kept stopping him because I didn't want to hurt him. He kept trying though and each time he seemed more desperate so finally I gave in. We had frottage sex, that's it. No touching, no penetration, just kissing and rubbing," Jack explained to her.

"Did you really think that was a good idea?" Martha wondered still angry.

"After he used my body to pleasure himself twice?" Jack practically yelled back. Martha paused surprised at his statement. "Don't get me wrong, I know he isn't ready for sex. He isn't emotionally able to handle it as he proved when he wouldn't let me touch him and didn't care whether or not I got pleasure from it as he rubbed about against me. I couldn't just lay there again and let him use me. So yes I had frottage with him to remind him that it could be pleasurable to both parties and not just himself."

"I'm sorry Jack, I didn't know," Martha apologized. She explained her short conversation with the Doctor and the fact that he had a UTI to Jack. "Did you notice that it hurt him?"

"Yes, but he lied to me when I asked him about it though," Jack answered her. "Can I see him?"

"He is in the autopsy room," Martha sighed. Jack opened his office door going down the stairs. He didn't look at the others as he hurried to the Doctor's side.

"Why did you lie to me?" Jack questioned as he tried to understand.

"I don't know," The Doctor responded. He went to turn his face away from Jack. Jack didn't let him with a gentle hand on his chin.

"I'm not mad sweetheart. I just want to know why," Jack tried again.

"I don't know," The Doctor replied once more. Jack released him, leaving the autopsy room.

"Will you make sure he gets home safely tonight, Ianto?" Jack asked as he walked past the Welshman.

"Of course. Where are you going?" Ianto questioned.

"Out," Jack said as he closed the hub door behind him. He desperately wanted to get drunk and forget and he knew just the place he could go.