A young man, wearing the uniform that the kitchen staff wore, was walking down the corridor of the ship that Jack had beamed himself onto only a few weeks ago. The man was the sole human on board the ship. Therefore he found Jack intriguing because they were both from Earth, but disappointingly he hadn't managed to have many conversations with him yet. Most of the time when Jack wasn't working the man found Jack sitting at the bar drinking heavily almost in tears. However this time he unexpectedly found him pressed against one of the windows starring at the merging of constellations that made a rainbow of colours.

'Pretty impressive eh?' said the young man but Jack didn't hear a word because he was too wrapped up in his thoughts. The young man could see that the mysterious and quiet Jack was obviously hurting and he longed to help him. So he tried to get through to Jack once again.

'You ever seen anything like it before?' but there was still no reaction from Jack. 'The first time I saw it I couldn't stop looking at it. It sort of draws you in. One night I stared at it before I went to bed and before I knew it was three in the morning. I can tell you I was knackered the next day at work. The rest of the kitchen crew laugh at me because they've seen it all before but I guess this lot would be mesmerised by something like Stonehenge.' The man was standing right next to Jack now, looking out the window as well. He stopped talking and the pair just stood there in silence. Finally Jack snapped out of his trance and looked directly at the young man. 'What's your name?'

'Darren.'

'Thanks Darren.'

'That's ok. Well you ever need a rambling conversation again then I'm your man.'

'Might take you up on that offer,' and for the first time in months Jack looked happy and he even winked at Darren. Darren was pleased to have got such a reaction out of Jack but was slight embarrassed by the obvious flirting that he just managed to mumble, 'Dinner will be ready at about seven.'

Jack smiled at Darren appreciatively. Darren, who felt he had done at least something to help Jack onto the road of recovery, left to get back to preparing that night's dinner for the whole ship. Jack watched Darren leave and then started to stare at the colourful sky for a few minutes more. Suddenly Jack got an unexpected burst of readiness and practically ran back to his room.

As Jack was practically starting life all over again he was starting at the bottom of the hierarchy. He had a job on the ship as a cleaner which meant they provided him with a humble room that basically consisted of a single bed, a chest of drawers and a wardrobe. Jack quite liked its simplicity. Even though Jack had broken away from the grasps of Torchwood and had resolved to start afresh he still clung onto some bad habits.

He pulled open the door of the wardrobe and glimpsed briefly at his beloved RAF jacket. It wasn't his original because he had of course been wearing it when the bomb went off in the hub. As Jack was the centre of the bomb and it had torn him to shreds it had obviously torn his jacket to shreds as well. Ianto had managed, against all odds, to find Jack a replacement jacket at an army surplus store when the 456 had got the world gripped with terror. Now Jack had a rather fetching grey uniform and when he was not working he thought it would be too outlandish to wear his jacket. Plus he rarely went outside so he didn't have to brace rain and freezing temperatures, like he did in Cardiff.

Buried at the bottom of his wardrobe, underneath a few pairs of shoes and some books, was his wrist device and a device that looked similar to a satnav. Jack tightened the wrist strap around his wrist and then turned on the satnav, except it wasn't made for making the lives of drivers simpler it was a way of detecting and hunting alien life. Now the whole crew of the ship, aside from Darren, were alien but the device could also track down specific alien types. Jack had stumbled across several clues inadvertently of a weevil roaming the ship. He thought that it wouldn't hurt if he went and played a game of catch the weevil. Jack saw that the weevil was hiding in the cargo department of the ship and then he shoved the satnav into his pocket. Jack then burrowed some more in the bottom of his wardrobe until he found an improvised pepper spray and some handcuffs, which he put in his other pocket. He left his room and headed down to the cargo area on his first alien hunt since the 456.