The Doctor woke up feeling warm and comfortable beneath the blankets. He didn't open his eyes immediately as he drifted not quite ready to move. He heard soft humming coming from the end of the bed and he lay still so that he could listen to it. It had been a long time since he had heard any kind of music as this planet was always quiet beyond the gentle crackle of the fire and the sounds of people moving around. He missed the sound of the gentle hum of the TARDIS or the birds chirping as he walked through the streets or woods. He even missed the chirping of the crickets late at night. All simple noises that he had taken for granted while he traveled but now wondered if he would ever hear again.

"It's been a long time since I heard you humming," the Doctor spoke up when Jack finally went quiet.

"I haven't had a reason to sing on this planet but I want Carys to know music. To have something on this planet besides the darkness that consumes day after day," Jack answered softly. The Doctor opened his eyes and looked towards the sound of Jack's voice. He could see the back of Jack's head and upper body sticking up from where he was sitting on the floor at the end of the bed.

"I promise that she won't always know the darkness. One day, I will take her to see the sun and the stars. She will run on sandy beaches and feel the water lapping at her feet," the Doctor stated. He didn't know how long it would take but one day he would get her off this dark planet. He wouldn't allow her to grow up never knowing what the sun was or allow her to be constantly hungry and scared.

"Does that mean you want to raise her after all?" Jack wondered as he stood coming around to sit on the side of the bed beside the Doctor's legs.

"I need her to be safe, Jack. I need to get her off this planet and to feel the sun on her skin and the grass between her toes. I want her to have friends and to go to school with children her own age. She can't have that in the TARDIS," The Doctor informed him. Jack nodded as he kissed the baby softly on her head. She sighed in her sleep and he smiled. While he knew the Doctor was right, he couldn't help the fact that he loved the baby in his arms. He was completely attached to her not only since he fed her and kept her alive but because her and the Doctor gave him a reason to live on this planet.

"I still have a home and friends in Cardiff. You could take us there and I could raise her," Jack suggested. He turned his head to look at the Doctor. "You could help me raise her if you would like."

"You're trying to domestic me," the Doctor complained half-heartedly.

"Interested?" Jack asked. The Doctor smiled at him.

"I think there are worse ways to spend the next couple of decades," the Doctor answered. He took his hand out of under the blankets reaching out for Jack. Jack took his hand squeezing it gently.

"Do you want me to reheat your supper for you?" Jack questioned.

"Please." Jack handed Carys to the Doctor before kissing the Time Lord softly on the lips. The Doctor cuddled the baby to him as he watched Jack pull the cloth-covered meal out of the cupboard. He put it in a bowl over the fire stirring it until it was hot. He then returned it to the plate taking it to the waiting man. The Doctor pulled himself to sit again trading the baby in his arms for the meal. He still wasn't hungry but he knew that he needed to eat so he he took a few bites of it making sure to mainly get the meat and the rice. He only managed another quarter of the meal before he was full then allowed Jack to eat the rest so that it didn't spoil.

Despite sleeping all evening, the Doctor fell asleep early that night. He woke as Jack was getting ready to leave in the morning and he pulled himself to his feet. He needed to go to the clinic to have his arm checked and he still wanted Dustin's opinion on straightening Carys's leg. He left the home with Jack the three of them going to the clinic first. The Doctor told Jack that he could go on to work but Jack insisted on staying with him as he knew how weak the Doctor still was despite him trying to pretend he was fine. He was sleeping too much and not eating enough to sustain his body or his energy.

"Dustin will see you now," Amanda told him. He stood and together they went into one of the rooms. The Doctor's arm was almost fully healed though he had a slight indent in his arm that would leave a permit scar. He couldn't lie to Dustin and tell him that he was fine with Jack there so he had no choice but to state the truth. He told him about his lack of energy and the fact he wasn't really eating and still felt poorly. There was little Dustin could do but give him more herbs to help. Dustin also couldn't offer him assistance with straightening the baby's leg. On Hades, they didn't focus on fixing deformities but instead let nature take its course. It was cruel but necessary as only the strong survived the harsh climate, something the Doctor silently vowed to fix.

"When do I have to start working?" the Doctor wondered as they came to the end of their conversation.

"I am going to put you on light duty here in the clinic starting tomorrow. You will be helping Amanda at the desk until I feel that you are fit for further work," Dustin stated.

"Fine," the Doctor agreed. He felt weak over the fact that he didn't feel ready but he knew he had no choice. If he didn't work they would lose the extra ration coupons and go back to starving again. He had to force himself to move and get his strength back up. Then he would fix the tower before they left this village and once more tried to find a way off the planet.