While Ianto went up to Jack's office, the Doctor instead headed into the autopsy room, where Martha was. While he knew what Ianto was planning by going with him to see Jack, he wasn't sure he was ready to join them quite yet. He wanted more than anything to lay with them and feel his body move with Jacks but he couldn't bring himself to go further than the gentle touching. Every time he thought about going further he would remember waking up naked in the bed, not knowing what happened to his body. He then remembered meeting the man face to face and forcing himself into his memories. He shuddered at the thought as he quickened his step in his search for Martha. He found her in the side room tending to his son. He smiled as he walked up to her taking the infant from her arms. He cuddled him close, kissing him on the top of the head as he cooed happily at him. Taking a small breath in through his nose, though, ruined his happiness. The top of his son's head smelled wrong. He looked up at Martha, his eyes showing his unhappiness.

"What's wrong, Doctor?" Martha questioned him seeing the look on his face.

"He doesn't smell right," The Doctor complained.

"I had to give him a bath after he spit-up all over his clothes. We didn't have his usual soap, so I used one that was safe for his skin that we had here at Torchwood," Martha explained.

"There are several bottles of his soap inside the TARDIS," The Doctor informed her as he turned towards the door.

"Doctor," Martha spoke up as he put his hand on the handle. He paused, waiting for her to continue. "Do you want to tell me what is really bothering you or do you want to continue to pretend that you're upset about the way Conner's head smells?"

"I'm not hiding from anything," The Doctor told her. He sighed, leaning his head against the door for a moment. Martha was right, by taking Conner and giving him a bath he was, in fact, avoiding Jack and Ianto. He kissed Conner on the top of the head again as he turned back to Martha. "I really don't like the way he smells. He needs to be bathed with his own soap, but I can do that tonight when we retire to the TARDIS."

"Are you sure?" Martha wondered as the Doctor handed her back his son.

"Yeah," The Doctor whispered as he left the room. He closed the door behind him as he headed up the stairs. Rose saw him heading towards Jack's office and he quickened his step. He went inside to find Ianto looking over a piece of paper as Jack continued to work. Ianto turned his head as he heard the Doctor coming up behind him and smiled at the Time Lord.

"We are going to take a break now, care to join us?" Ianto questioned Jack as he laid the paper back on Jack's desk.

"I can't right now, I have too much to do at the moment. I have paperwork that needs to be approved and new members to finish adding on to payroll, as well as new artifacts that need to finish being categorized. Also, Torchwood two was in contact and I need to speak with them," Jack answered without even looking up from his computer.

"Alright, well we will be waiting for you in the Doctor's room. If you change your mind," Ianto informed Jack. He reached out taking the Doctor's hand in his as together they started towards the TARDIS. They had almost reached the Doctor's room when Jack's brain caught up to what Ianto had told him. Deciding that he could take a break after all, he took off after the two men catching up to them quickly.

"You're going to help me finish my work once we are done," Jack told Ianto sternly. Ianto smiled at him.

"Yes, sir," He laughed as Jack's hand came to rest on his bottom. Together the three of them went into the Doctor's bedroom. Clothes were quickly stripped, with the Doctor's pants remaining on as laid with Jack and Ianto rested naked on the bed. The three of them kissed softly, Jack taking his time to make both of the men in bed with him feel loved and needed. He tried his luck, by slipping his hand into the Doctor's pants happy that the Doctor just groaned, pushing his mouth harder against Jacks. He tried hard not to pull away as Jack's hand drifted down his bottom again, a shudder going through his body.

"Are you alright?" Jack questioned as he felt the Doctor shake in his arms.

"Fine," The Doctor lied. He tried to kiss Jack again but Jack stopped him.

"Remember what I told you if you are uncomfortable with anything tell me and it stops," Jack reminded him.

"I know, but I want this," The Doctor whispered.

"Are you sure?" Ianto questioned from his place beside Jack. The Doctor shook his head no. He wasn't sure if he wanted to allow Jack into his body, but he wanted it to be his choice this time. He looked at Jack, then Ianto before he spoke again.

"No, but I want to try," he admitted. He closed his eyes as he reached down and pulled off his pants kicking them off the bed.

"Alright," Jack agreed. He rolled the Doctor so that the Time Lord was between him and Ianto. It took little communication between the two of them in order to get the Doctor resting with his back against Ianto's chest his legs spread wide by Ianto's legs. Ianto held the Doctor tightly to his body as Jack stared the Time Lord in the eyes. With gentle movements, he opened the Doctor's body before pushing himself up into his body. The Doctor's breath quickened but with the two men holding him so tightly he let himself give into the feelings. He whimpered softly, holding onto Ianto's arm with one hand and his other hand gripping Jack's arm tightly. He fell over the edge first, relaxing back against Ianto as Jack found his own release deep in his body. Jack rolled them so that he could reach Ianto and a moment later Ianto found his own release. He sprawled out, wrapping his body once more around the Doctor's, his hand drifting down to where the Doctor's body was still joined with Jacks.

"I love you," Ianto whispered.

"I love you, too," Jack responded.

"Mmmm," the Doctor moaned, not able to say the words. He closed his eyes, resting his head against Ianto's chest. Ianto smiled, kissing the Doctor softly on his forehead. He then laid his head back on the pillow closing his own eyes to rest. Jack briefly thought of all the work that he still needed to do as he leaned up and grabbed a blanket pulling it over the three of them. Settling down, he decided a quick nap was a good idea before round two.