Jack stood staring out the large window of the Master's home towards the trees in the distance. Every once in a while a flash of lightening would cut across the sky making the trees blaze as though they were on fire. The clap of thunder that followed would roll through the house where everyone but him was asleep. He was surprised that the storm didn't wake Emma but she was still sleeping off the drugs that were wrecking havoc on her small body. He looked over at her briefly. She looked pale and so small beneath the blankets on the Master's couch. He wanted to go and hold her but he also couldn't allow himself to get overly attached to her. No matter what happened her father could be out there some where and it was a priority to get her home.

He had no home now. Not in this universe or the other. He would travel with the Doctor as long as he was allowed to. He had allowed himself the illusion that maybe the Doctor wanted him as a companion again for just a moment. That dream was shattered though when he had gone to check on the Doctor and heard him moaning the Master's name. Maybe he could get the Doctor to drop him off on Earth. Once there he could establish a new Torchwood there and build it from the ground up. Using his knowledge he could turn it into the establishment he always thought Torchwood could be.

"Daddy," Emma whimpered. Leaving the window he went to the little girl's side.

"I'm here sweetie," he whispered.

"I don't feel good." She burst into tears and Jack sat down on the couch taking her into his arms.

"I know but Martha is taking good care of you and you will feel better soon," Jack promised her.

"I want mommy," She cried holding onto him tighter. He didn't have an answer for that. He didn't know where her mother was or even if she had siblings. They had uprooted her life in order to save her and as much as this little girl reminded him of his own daughter, he knew nothing about her. He didn't know her favorite color, food, if she could read or even how old she was. He held her making gentle shushing sounds as she cried. When she had gone quiet again, he looked down to see that she was still awake but cried out. She clung to him looking lost.

"How about a drink little one," the Master offered as he came into the room. Jack looked up surprised to see him, as he didn't hear him come down the stairs. The Master though was standing there with two mugs and a glass of milk. He gave one of the mugs to Jack and the milk to Emma.

"How is the Doctor?" Jack asked. The Master eyed him as he sat down in one of the chairs.

"He is sleeping," The Master answered. "Jack..."

"Don't. I am just glad he finally gets a chance to be happy again," Jack interrupted. The Master nodded. It was obvious Jack was hurt by what happened between him and the Doctor but the Master wasn't even sure what it meant. He didn't know if it was just a one time thing or if he could finally have the relationship he had always longed for. There would be people hurt either way but the Master felt he had the right to be selfish for one. All of his life he was looked down upon for being different. Then when the Doctor ran he was expected to stop him. He wasn't asked if he would, just told to take the TARDIS and go. He never married, never had children, just chased the Outlaw through space and time. His home had always felt to large but now it was filled and upstairs sleeping was the man he could welcome into his hearts.

"He would still need a companion. I don't intend on abandoning Marta she has been through to much with me," The Master informed Jack.

"I will travel with him if that is what he wants, but if not I will have him take me to Earth so I can build a life there," Jack answered him.

"With Emma?" The Master inquired gesturing towards the child watching him wearily. She was unsure of the Time Lords and the home they were in. Jack trusted them though and that was enough for her, but she didn't have to like them.

"Only if we can't find her family," Jack answered. Emma snuggled closer to him and he kissed her softly on the head. As much as he wanted to find her father, he knew doing so would break his heart.

-DW-

Early the next morning the group, minus the Doctor and Emma, gathered in the kitchen to make breakfast. They made small talk as a pot of coffee was made and the kettle heated for tea. The Master had bought the ingredients to make pancakes for breakfast the night before and Marta was mixing the batter. Jack leaned against the counter watching. He was amazed how at ease he all ready felt in the Master's home.

"You look much better this morning!" Martha exclaimed as the Doctor came down the stairs to join them for breakfast. He had showered, shaved and dressed in his brown suit. The bags were gone from underneath his eyes along with the sadness they had held for so long. He actually looked younger then Jack had ever seen before.

"Thank you," The Doctor answered going into the kitchen. The Master offered him a cup of tea and he took it, giving the Master a soft kiss on the cheek. The kiss wasn't missed by any of them but none of them drew attention to it, in order not to embarrass the Time Lords. "How is Emma?"

"Sleeping. She was up part of the night due to not feeling well," Jack told him. "I think we should go back to the Boshane peninsula and look for her family again."

"I agree. I am worried though that the Outlaw will follow us and destroy the rest of what's left of those people's lives," The Master answered.

"Then we can catch him," Martha offered. The Master shook his head no.

"I am not using those people as a lure to draw the Outlaw in. There has to be another way to catch him," The Doctor argued, agreeing with the Master.

"I think I have a way to draw him out but I am going to need your help," The Master told the Doctor. He smiled as the Master slipped his hand in his and squeezed it gently. He saw the look of jealousy flash threw Jack's eyes and realized he was going to have to talk to him soon. For now though they had a rebel Time Lord to catch.