Over the next week, their plan to leave started to come together. Everyday Jack fought and they now had three bottles of water, extra apples, and blankets to take with them on the journey. The Doctor took one of the blankets tying it to use as a carrying pack for the water and the apples. He made a second pack that would hold the two ration bottles they would receive on the day of their journey plus any ration food. They could then top off both packs with food that they took from the supplies before they left. He kept three blankets aside and any extras he cut into nappies for Carys so they didn't have to figure out how to wash them along the way. Two of the blankets he would roll for their own use as they traveled and the third would be fashioned into a sling for Jack to use in order to carry Carys on the journey.

Much to Jack's unhappiness, the Doctor's plan to feed Carys on the long journey had worked and he was now lactating. That also meant that he had to be extra careful in the mines and on the journey so that he didn't die along the way and lose her source of substance. He wasn't sure how he managed to keep it a secret from the other men at the mines expect to blame the wetness on his shirt as sweat. No one paid attention, though, as in the darkness it was hard to see anything but the thick dirt that covered their dark clothing. He hoped silently that wherever they ended up wouldn't know him as the whore and he wouldn't have to be trapped beneath the cold ground all day again. That is if there even was another village out there.

While both their days were the same, nights had changed. They took turns sneaking out of the home after the last bell to observe the night time guards. Both were in agreement that there were three guards on duty at any given time and they changed once during the night but otherwise remained the same until the morning bell. If they subdued the guards shortly after the changeover, then they would have until morning bell to run before anyone noticed something was wrong. Then it would take a search of the village to figure out they were gone and by then they would have a decent head start.

"I still think it would be better to kill the guards. We have no way to guarantee they won't wake early and be able to alert the others to the fact we are gone," Jack argued the Doctor silently on the evening before their trip. In a few hours, they would be leaving the home for the last time and would no longer be able to return. The Doctor had hidden the packs in the room from Adele while she nursed and she was none the wiser to their plan to leave. She had even told them she would see them in the morning and left milk for the night. They used it to supplement Carys's feeding until they left but couldn't take it with them.

"No, no one is to die. I have torn blankets that we can use to tie and gag them," the Doctor answered again.

"Then I want you to stay at the house with Carys while I go get the supplies and then we can leave," Jack responded. The Doctor sighed.

"I don't know how many times we need to have this conversation, Jack. If we stay here, you risk getting caught on the way back to the home. It is better if go and stay in the shadows while you raid the stores. Then we can run immediately," the Doctor told him. Once they had the supplies they planned on going towards the northwest. It was the directions that Jack saw the planes arrive from and then return towards after leaving their supplies and picking up ore. If there was anything else out there, they both believed following the plane's flight plan was the best way to find it.

The return to home bell rang and the Doctor pulled out the packs. He rolled two blankets separately then tied them with a bit of ripped blanket in order to hold them together and to the packs he made. Jack stoked the fire to keep the house warm and make it look as if they had settled in for the night to anyone passing by. In reality, the house had been stripped down and everything essential packed and ready to take with them. The Doctor fed Carys right before they left, rocking her to sleep so that she would remain quiet during the precious few hours of the beginning of their trip. With everything ready, Jack put the carry for Carys on as the Doctor held her close to him. Once Jack completed the raid, he would take the infant but for now the Doctor would hold her.

"Are you ready?" Jack questioned as the Doctor stood in the living room looking around the house to make sure he didn't miss anything.

"I am," the Doctor asked finally. He moved towards the door but Jack stood in his way stopping him.

"I need to say something before we leave," Jack informed him.

"Jack, don't," The Doctor tried to interrupt.

"I have to because if things go wrong tonight, I need you to know and remember that I love you and I always have," Jack told him.

"I love you, too," the Doctor answered speaking the words for the first time out loud. Jack smiled at him, kissing him softly one last time. Turning, he picked up the two packs by the door. He opened it, letting the door slip out the door first before following him out and closing the door tightly behind him. They kept to the shadows as they walked silently through the quiet village. They saw no one but they were still on alert for any of the Leader's guards. Reaching the edge of the village, they made their way over to the storehouse where the food was kept. The Doctor stayed back and out of the way as Jack made his way closer.

Still keeping to the shadows, he snuck up behind the first guard. He quickly wrapped his arm around the man's throat and one hand over his mouth putting him in a chokehold. The guard struggled against him but he had been in peak physical condition since being resurrected aboard the space station. All the time working in the mines and fighting every night had only improved his body and he was able to subdue the man with little difficulty. He dragged the man out of the way, hog-tying him and gagging him before moving on to the next guard. The second one he took down just as quickly but the third spotted him.

"Freeze," the guard demanded brandishing a knife.

"I'm afraid I can't do that," Jack answered not pausing in his step. The guard swung the knife at him and Jack managed to avoid getting cut by it. He swung punching the man in the side of the head then squarely in the jaw knocking him down. He quickly tied up and gagged the man moving him and the second guard out of the way. With all three guards subdued, Jack made his way into the food storage to quickly fill the bags. The Doctor made his way out closer ready for Jack to emerge. In the darkness, though, he didn't see the fourth guard until it was too late. The man spotted him and not seeing the other guards he immediately pulled a knife charging at the Doctor. The Doctor wasn't able to take him down with Carys in his arms and running would just alert the rest of the village to what they were up to.

"What are you doing here, Doctor?" The man asked recognizing him.

"Nothing, I am just out for a walk with my daughter," The Doctor lied. He tried to walk away but the guard swung the knife. He immediately turned shielding Carys from harm but the knife dug deep into his arm. He cried out in pain as the guard swung the knife again hitting his arm for a second time.

"Guards," the lone guard called out trying to call the rest. Unfortunately for him, it was Jack who answered. Jack grabbed the guard from behind, snapping his neck in one quick move.

"Jack, I thought we agreed no one would die," the Doctor hissed angrily.

"Plans changes," Jack told him taking Carys. He could clearly see the Doctor's sleeve was ripped and his arm was bleeding from the light of the storage but they couldn't worry about that now. Instead, he tied a piece of cloth quickly over it before helping the Doctor to put his pack on. "Now run."

The Doctor had no choice but to ignore his pain and listen as together they ran from the village and out into the cold darkness of the planet. His arm burned in pain and he could feel the blood seeping down his sleeve and dripping down his hand. He wondered how he was going to tell Jack that there had been something on the blade. He could feel the poison coursing through his body making him weak. His pounding hearts only caused it to circulate faster and he didn't know how long he was going to be able to run for before he collapsed. Still, he pressed on, determined not to show his weakness as they had to get as far from the village as possible before they discovered they were gone and found the dead guard.

He shouldn't have been there, the Doctor told himself as they ran. In all their days of observation, there had only been three guards. Now they had a man dead and They had no way of knowing if he had a family who would realize he didn't come home that night. How long did they have he wondered silently as he continued to push himself. His legs almost gave out and he stumbled catching himself before he fell.

"Are you alright, Doc?" Jack wondered in concern.

"Fine," the Doctor lied continuing to run. He wasn't sure how far he made it before he stumbled again. This time he couldn't catch himself and the last thing he remembered was his head hitting against the cold ground as Jack yelled for him.