The Doctor lay panted as he held on tightly to Jack's hands as his body moved with his two lovers. The Doctor was laying on his back with Ianto buried deep inside his body. Jack was behind Ianto, setting the pace of his movements. With one final thrust, Ianto fell over the edge causing a chain reaction that quickly sent the Doctor and Jack following him. Ianto collapsed on top of the Doctor as Jack rolled to the side. The Doctor placed his hand on Ianto's back as he lay there trying to catch his breath. His body ached but it was a welcome ache this time that could be soothed by a hot bath with the two men. He lifted his head kissing Ianto's forehead before turning his head to look at Jack.
"I want a hot bath," he informed his lover.
"That sounds nice," Ianto agreed, not lifting his head off the Doctor's chest.
"Are you sure you wouldn't rather have a round four?" Jack questioned. Both of the men moaned causing Jack to chuckle. He sat up on the bed, stretching his body. "I will go start the bath then. You two join me when you are ready."
"Thank you," The Doctor told him as Jack stood up. He didn't watch Jack leave the room as he let his eyes drift closed. He only intended on closing them for a minute while the tub filled, but he found his mind clouding over again. He opened his eyes looking out into the unfamiliar hotel room. The door opened and the strange man with the light blue skinned stepped out. He was wearing the same black suit that the Doctor had last seen him in. He smiled at the Doctor as he straightened his tie.
"Hello John, I didn't think I would see you again," the man said as he came towards the bed.
"What? What are you doing here?" The Doctor wondered, trying not to let his unhappiness come through in his tone.
"You invited me," The man told him. The Doctor narrowed his eyes in confusion. The last time he remembered seeing the man he was seizing on the floor of the bathroom. The Doctor had tried not to think of the man since then, but Conner was a constant reminder of the man who had violated his body.
"I did no such thing," The Doctor snipped at him.
"Don't be like that, John. We shared a night together and now we have a beautiful son together," The man answered him. The Doctor stood up glaring at the man.
"He will never be your son," The Doctor growled angrily at him. "You used my body for your own pleasure and hurt countless other people."
"So did you," the man taunted him. The Doctor scoffed.
"You're wrong. I never hurt anyone the way that you hurt me," The Doctor hissed. The man reached out to him. "Don't you dare touch me. You don't have the right to touch me."
"Doctor?" The man questioned. The man's hand rested on his shoulder and the Doctor pulled away from him as his eyes flew open. He looked up into the concerned eyes of Jack staring down at him.
"Sweetheart, are you alright?" Jack wondered in concern. The Doctor nodded as he sat up on the bed, breathing hard. He looked around his familiar room seeing no sign of the man that had hurt him.
"Fine, it was just a bad dream," The Doctor answered. "Is the bath ready?"
"It is, we're just waiting for you," Jack told him. He reached out for the Doctor's hand and the Doctor took it allowing Jack to help him off the bed. Together they went through to the large bathtub in the middle of the bathroom. Ianto was already sitting in the tub waiting for them. He lifted his arm as the Doctor climbed down in the water and the Doctor sat down next to him snuggling up to Ianto. Jack sat down on Ianto's other side, putting the young Welshman in the middle. The three of them sat quietly together, letting the hot air soothe their aching bodies. To everyone's surprise, it was Jack who spoke up first about leaving the tub.
"We need to think about getting out soon. I still have a lot of work to finish and then I need to decide what to do about Rose," Jack explained. The Doctor leaned forward looking over at Jack.
"What do you mean? I thought Rose was doing well here," The Doctor wondered. While he had done his best to avoid Rose the last three days due to her inability to understand that he was with Jack and Ianto now, he saw her working with the others and thought she was adjusting.
"It is not her work that is the problem, nor is it her attitude towards the others. The problem comes from the fact that she refuses to understand that we are a couple now. She spends all her time talking to the others about how she plans on traveling in the TARDIS with you and Conner. They are trying to be kind to her but everyone is tired of hearing it," Jack informed him. The Doctor sighed.
"I'll talk to her again," The Doctor answered him.
"You don't have to talk to her alone, Doc. I can sit down with the two of you if you think that it will make it easier," Jack responded. The Doctor shook his head no.
"No, I can do it," the Doctor replied, leaning back in the tub. He had given Rose a brief explanation of why they couldn't be together as he stood in the garden with his duplicate. Over the last few years, he had moved on. He had taken on new companions and learned to love again while Rose's life had come to a standstill. Yes, she had lived with her mum and Pete in the separate universe and had also worked at Torchwood but that was as far as she had allowed herself to move on. He had found out from Mickey that she refused to date, to make new friends or to even have a social life outside of work. She kept telling everyone that she was going to find a way to return to the correct universe and travel with the Doctor again. Now that she was back, nothing was going to stop her from being with him again except to somehow make her understand that it was over between the two of them.
"Are you sure?" Ianto questioned, holding the Doctor a little tighter.
"I am," the Doctor told him with a weak smile. He kissed Ianto on the cheek before laying his head on the Welshman's shoulder. Despite Jack wanting to get out of the tub, he moved sides so that the Time Lord was now between them content to hold his lovers for just a little longer in the warm water.
