Ok, here is some action and talking. Jack is coming to terms with new Doctor. Hope you'll enjoy it.

Spoiler alert: Utopia, Sound of Drums

Beta-ed: TattooedLibrarian

When the Doctor decided to help out to those people in the future, Jack didn't think it was possible otherwise, he took his coat off and Jack took it from him folding it around his forearm. The Doctor was surprised by that for a split of a second but he carried on talking and Jack watched him from behind thinking how this Ianto-pose isn't so bad. Jack gotten used to having someone behind his back to take care of simple and necessary things like hanging his coat and he knew how nice it was to not have to think about the little things, but he didn't know how nice it was to stand behind and watch someone you admire do their magic.

After that there was a time for action and repairing new and unfamiliar systems. Jack felt alive and happy. There were only a few things that could compare with working beside the Doctor. Especially when he discovered that after all that time they were still in sync working as one. Tossing and catching things through the air without more than one word, Jack could still predict the Doctor's moves. Jack went into such work frenzy that when it all short-circuited Jack just grabbed two ends of power cable and joined them together. He didn't even think about dying; death wasn't such a big obstacle for him. So when he woke up he wasn't bothered that he had just died, he just wanted to know why he had a strange taste in his mouth and a feel that somebody had just kissed him. If that had happened he would have liked to been present.

Nobody answered him but it turned out that they needed his immortal abilities. It was uplifting really to be needed for something that was uniquely his. He ran beside the Doctor in attempt to get all those people in their new life and it felt good.

"Why are you taking your clothes off" Doctor asked him in high pitched voice and that high pitch was worth it. Jack knew he looked good and he didn't know how long he would look that way so he wasn't the one to hide it.

The Doctor leaned on the window and finally started to talk to Jack. It was a good thing that Jack had such a hard thing to do, to stand flooded in radiation and lift heavy clips because he could focus on that. It wasn't an easy conversation and Jack had postponed thinking about it for later. Last bits of hope for death were gone. Jack was ready for that option, in fact he expected it; if there was anything the Doctor could do he would have found him and fix it long ago. He knew the Doctor well enough to know he would, but he had to hear it for himself. That's why he kept it light, for the Doctor's sake, the Doctor was too keen to carry burdens around, to feel guilty, Jack wasn't going to be that, not ever.

"So what you were saying is that you're prejudiced" Jack said while he was lifting clip and strain of that sentence went into the work his hands did by themselves, his trained hands didn't even need his eyes to look at the numbers "shame on you" he smiled through it all and Doctor seemed to relax.

"Rose" the Doctor said and Jack was surprised that was her that had done this, his immortality; that changed everything, he couldn't be angry at her, not really.

"Time-lines and all that" said Jack trying to give some comfort to the Doctor because he would never see Rose again. At that line all the Doctor's visits went through his head, times he just watched from afar knowing he couldn't interfere; watching his younger self dashing about so young and careless.

"Jack do you want to die" the Doctor asked him and Jack tried to ignore it but he persisted so he gave him a half truth, he told him about his thoughts about surviving and the struggle of these people, it did make him wonder if he was missing out on something.

"This new regeneration is kind of cheeky" Jack answered with a smile to the Doctor's banter that the only man Jack could be happy with is himself. For some reason when he said that Ianto popped into Jack's mind, covered in a blanket pushing Jack with his feet, smiling.

But that short moment of peace was gone and like always with the Doctor there was a time to push buttons, level the radiation and as if that wasn't enough, Martha came in with news of another Time Lord. The Doctor didn't seem happy about it and as they talked they mentioned the creature Face of Boe and his death, then the rocket finally lunched and it was the time to run again. Sensing the danger in form of the other Time Lord, Jack took charge and led the way to the Professor. The Doctor yelled at Jack to hurry, so he stopped typing and just crushed the lock. Jack and Martha held the door while the Doctor just stood there terrified and helpless. Jack shouted at him and he finally winced stepping towards them and leading them into safety.

Jack was surprised that safety was the time-line he had just left but in London. Checking the date he discovered he'd been missing for three months now. He hopped everything was going smoothly with his team. When he left he wasn't really hadn't thought he was leaving them behind. He thought the Doctor would come out, see the Hub, talk to him and then decide what to do next. How naive it was to think that things would ever go so smoothly and calm with the Doctor. In the first free moment Jack took his almost forgotten mobile and phoned Ianto. Strange, he didn't answer; he always answered and carried his phone. Had something happened, was he angry? Then he tried the Hub, still no answer.

"Just calling some friends" Jack said to the Doctor, not yet ready to disclose Torchwood to him, it was a delicate matter and the Doctor was focused.

It was disturbing for Jack to learn that their new Prime Minister, man he had personally spoken to, was the Master. That did mean he was aware of his team, now he was worried about them.