It was late by the time that they arrived back at the hub. The Doctor didn't fight as Jack helped him out of the back of the SUV leading him into the hub with one hand on the Time Lord's arm. As they entered, Jack wasn't surprised to see that his entire team was still there working despite the hour. Torchwood wasn't just their jobs but also the main part of their lives because it was hard to have time for family and friends when at any moment they could be called in to take care of an alien threat or search for an artifact. It was also because of those reasons that Jack turned a blind eye to the fact that Mickey and Martha often had sex in her office. Besides, he was doing the same with Ianto in the greenhouse.

"How did it go?" Martha wondered. The Doctor didn't answer as he stared at the ground. He looked lost and as much as it hurt Martha to see she agreed with Jack that this was for the best. Together they would get him healthy. Only then would they tell him how they lied and hope that one day he forgave them.

"I will tell you about it later. First I am going to put him back in his cell," Jack answered. She nodded her understanding as with a gentle tug Jack started towards the stairs to the cells.

"Can I have a shower?" The Doctor wondered his voice low.

"I'll have to shower with you," Jack advised him.

"I know," the Doctor answered.

"And I'm not removing the cuffs," Jack told him.

"Fine," the Doctor agreed his voice never rising above the whisper. Jack turned toward the communal showers. He took the Doctor inside then closed and locked the door behind him. While it wasn't unusual for the small group to jump in the showers together have a particularly horrible day in the field right now he didn't feel as if the others needed to see what the Doctor's naked. He also didn't think that the Doctor would be in the mood to fight back with his spirit broken.

"I am going to release your arms briefly in order to help you undress. If you try anything, I will drag you back to the cell and throw away the key. Is that understood?" Jack threatened.

"Perfectly," the Doctor replied. Trusting the Time Lord, Jack unlocked his left wrist briefly. The Doctor didn't try to pull away as Jack helped him to remove his shirt before once more attaching the cuff. He helped the Doctor strip naked, then removed his own clothing. The Doctor paled slightly as Jack stood naked before him. He swallowed hard staring forward, determined not to let his eyes wander. Jack didn't try to flirt with him as he led the Doctor over to the shower and turned on the water. He took the Doctor's cooler body temperature into account as he didn't want to scald the Time Lord. When the water was just hot to his touch, he allowed the Doctor to step in. The Doctor sighed letting his head drop once more so that he was staring at the drain as the water ran down his face. A shudder went through his body as Jack climbed into the shower behind him.

"Easy," Jack cooed softly. He picked up a clean flannel, lathering it with soap. His movements were gentle as he ran the cloth along the Doctor's back helping him to wash the sweat off his lithe body. The Doctor didn't help, nor did he complain as Jack helped him to wash. Jack then had him lean his head out of the water so that he could shampoo his hair. The Doctor let out a soft moan as Jack's fingers massaged his scalp. Jack didn't comment as the Doctor became putty in his hands over the care that he was being shown. He also didn't show how much it broke his own heart as he wondered if anyone had ever taken the time to care for the Doctor and show he was loved without demanding something of his body in exchange. He allowed the Doctor to let his head fall forward again, then helped him to rinse the shampoo out of his hair. Once done, he gave the Doctor a few more minutes to relax under the warm spray before turning it off. He then helped the Doctor to dry and redress in his trousers only.

"Do you want or need anything before I take you back down to your cell?" Jack questioned him once they were done.

"No," the Doctor answered.

"I have to admit, you are kind of worrying me, Doc," Jack informed him.

"I'm sorry," the Doctor whispered. Jack sighed. He pulled the Time Lord into a hug holding onto him tightly. The Doctor wasn't able to hug him back but that didn't stop him from trying. He leaned into Jack taking comfort in the immortal's arms. It once more reaffirmed to Jack that it had been a while since anyone truly cared for him. Jack vowed to change that and remind the Doctor that his body wasn't just there to provide other people pleasure.

He held the Doctor for a long moment before making the hard decision to take him back to the cells. The Doctor stepped inside waiting patiently while Jack closed the door. He then turned to put his hands through the window in order to allow Jack to remove the cuffs. He rubbed his wrists as he strolled over to the loo. He still had the catheter tube in his body and it felt weird to release the clamp so that he could relieve himself without Jack's eyes watching him. His bladder empty and his body relaxed from the shower, he strolled over to the bed laying down on it. The lights were still on in the cell and the camera in the corner provided him with no privacy. He turned his back to the camera, hiding his face as he finally let himself feel the pain of being left on earth alone with no means of escape.

While he could hide his face he couldn't hide the shuddering breaths or the way his body shook from them. Giving him a little privacy, Jack turned out the lights in the cells. The night vision camera came on but it allowed the Doctor to have the illusion that no one was watching him and Jack made sure no one would be. He sent Martha home then took Ianto's hand leading him towards his room. Only in Ianto's arms would he admit how hard it was to break the Doctor and come morning he would once more be strong for his friend.