It was the middle of the night in the medi-bay and Jack was still laying awake beside his lovers. They had long since fell asleep, with the Doctor still snuggled up against him. The Master had been spooning the Doctor but had since turned over, one leg hanging off the bed and his arm was thrown over his face. Jack couldn't help the chuckle that escaped as he watched the Master sleep on comfortably, oblivious to the fact he was going to fall off the bed if he turned over again. Jack had been resting peacefully, but the sound of crying had disturbed him. Carefully he moved the Doctor's arms, getting off the warm bed. The Doctor let out a groan of unhappiness at the loss of warmth. He stretched out his body moaning softly as he reached for thin air. The Master opened his eyes at the Doctor's distress. He turned over into the Doctor, holding him tightly from behind as the Doctor kept reaching forward.
"Where are you going?" The Master questioned quietly as he tried to soothe the Doctor.
"To check on Martha, I will be back soon," Jack promised. He hoped the Doctor calmed down and went back to sleep. The comfort the Master was giving him though wasn't working as the Doctor obviously wanted something to hold. His breathing was beginning to quicken, indicating that he was waking up.
"Give him a pillow," The Master commented as the Doctor kept reaching for nothing. Jack looked at him curiously for a moment before handing the Doctor one of the extra pillows from the bed. The Doctor curled around it, his breathing evening out once more.
"I'll be right back," Jack promised. He left the medi-bay, heading out into the corridors. As he moved down them, he could hear the crying becoming louder. The person was trying to hide their distress, but he could hear them clearly. He didn't know if that was because of the TARDIS or if they were crying louder than they realized. Coming to a door, he paused outside of it. Looking at the door he saw that he was standing outside of Martha's room. He didn't knock before letting himself into the room.
Martha was sitting up on her bed. She had her legs pulled up to her chest with her arms wrapped around them. There was a pillow between her legs and her chest and she had her face pressed into it as she sobbed. Jack moved to her side, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. She leaned into him, letting him comfort her as she continued to cry.
"What's the matter?" Jack asked softly. He rested his cheek on the top of her head while rubbing her back softly.
"I miss my mum," Martha sobbed. "I'm never going to see her or the rest of my family again, am I?"
"I don't know," Jack responded honestly. They were going to do their best to find the door again to take Martha home. The problem was they had no idea where to begin. Torchwood didn't exist in this universe. Also, they had no way of knowing if they were only able to go through the door one way. There was also the question if the door had always existed or had been created by something or someone at a certain point in time. Jack realized that there was far too many questions that they should have tried to answer before entering into the universe. While he and the Doctor had people they would miss in the other universe as well, they didn't have a family the way Martha did. Here the two of them could have a life with the Master and the Doctor could live on Gallifrey once more. While Martha would eventually adapt to living in the new universe, her family on the other side would always wonder what happened to her. It wasn't fair and Jack knew it. He just didn't know how to make it right. He held Martha until she had cried herself to sleep. Tucking her under the blankets, he didn't return to the medi-bay but instead headed off the TARDIS.
The world was alive with noise around him. For even though it was the middle of the night and the citizens of the peninsula were sleeping peacefully, the creatures were awake and hunting. He could hear an owl calling in the night and the chirp of the cricket-like creatures singing in the moonlight. He heard the crunch of something larger breaking sticks as it approached the camp. The perimeter alert remained quiet though. Looking up Jack stared at the stars above him. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen so many stars in the night sky. Certainly not since he had lived in Cardiff. Here they blanketed the world, shining brightly in the technology free world. Laying down on his back, he looked for the few constellations that he knew.
Tears filled his own eyes as he remembered doing the same thing with his father. Gray was just an infant when his father took him out to the meadow near their home one night. There the two of them had laid on their back's looking up at the stars above them. His father had pointed out the stars, naming them for Jack. He was telling Jack about the old gods and the ones that lived up on the mountains. Jack though was amazed by how many stars there were and one day wanted to travel among them. He had dreamed of coming home to tell his father about the people of the stars and the old gods he had found in them. That dream of course changed when his village was destroyed as well. Then he had just cursed the gods, not caring if they killed him. He lost his father, brother and mother in the course of a few hours. He didn't know at the time that both his brother and mother lived. His younger brother had been missing for years while his mother had never been the same. Hearing footsteps approach, he sat up quickly wiping his eyes.
"Thank you for taking such good care of Emma for me. She mentioned that I was there with her when she was with the Time Lords and so she wasn't afraid of them" Jacques commented coming closer to Jack. He had been sitting outside of his tent, staring at the stars as well. He couldn't sleep with his family still suffering thanks to the Outlaw. He had watched Jack come out of the TARDIS and lay on the grass outside of it. He had seen Jack in the distance a few times over the last few days, but tonight was the first chance he had to actually talk to him. Even though Emma seemed to think the two of them looked exactly alike, but Jacques thought that Jack looked more like a brother.
"She is a very brave little girl," Jack answered him. He stood up so that Jacques was no longer looming over him. Instead, he looked his almost double in the eyes as he studied him. Jaques skin was slightly tanned from being out in the sun. He also had a beard that he hadn't bothered to shave in a few days. Still he could see why Emma had them mistaken. "Take good care of her."
"I will," Jacques answered. Jack turned and headed back on to the TARDIS closing the doors behind him. Returning to the medi-bay, he didn't get on the bed but instead sat beside it. He wasn't going to sleep tonight. Closing his eyes, he listened to his lovers breathing as he waited for the morning to come.