A/N: thnx for new reviews and for reading. Here is Jack's exit.

Spoiler alert: Last of the Time Lords

Beta-ed: TattoedLibrarian

After the Master was dead everything started to move again. It was the time to go. Unit was calling, trying to determine what had happen, and dazed American soldiers that found themselves on the ground instead around their President jumped on the plane and went up. The Valiant wasn't the place to be so they went into the Tardis and disappeared. The President's body was never found, it ended up in some random place, the people that had died on the Valiant since were missing too, and rest of them were randomly thrown around falling out of the time loop and dropping everywhere. Jack and the rest of them that held on to deck stayed in the eye remembering. Jack took care of the few remaining soldiers offering them Retcon, they took it, who would want to remember their service to the mad man while he tortured the world. He didn't mention the Retcon to Martha's family, as much as they thought about it all as a big nightmare, they did survived and prevailed, the experience made them stronger, and united, Jack would never take that away from them. He especially wouldn't take them from Martha because it seemed to him that she got them back, she got to know them, and respected the bravery they all possess.

The Doctor went on his own to burn the Master.

"Nothing should be left of him" he said "A Time Lord's DNA is a very dangerous thing. Good thing you kept this safe for me" Doctor pointed at the hand safely placed in the Tardis. "It would be a cause for worry, this one."

Martha went to buy flowers.

"We used the professor in the worst of ways" she had said to them telling her story "we used her love against her; I don't think we should hold it against her."

"But she doesn't remember" Francine pointed out carefully.

"But I do, I want to make something, her love did save us in the end." She stormed out.

Jack just sat there watching all that hearing the Tardis land and take off as they sorted things out. He was more feeling than thinking. He felt how his bruise on his cheek faded away. His ability to heal was compromised due constantly dying. It happened from time to time, if he had an especially bad death, then he'd started to bruise and hurt without healing. He felt how his hands were free from bounds, and how the marks on his wrist disappeared into nothing. He felt freedom to just sitting there safe. He was safe, that was a hard thing to believe. Everyone was alive. Well, almost everyone.

The Doctor instructed Martha's family to stay awhile in the Tardis, he said it would help them being close to the vortex. Jack knew enough to know it was a lie, but it was a good lie, because it would help them just to sit there together letting go of the memories and feelings, and to give in to the realization that all of it was over.

Jack followed that instruction himself. He was so used to violence by now that he would just run through it. This time he let himself to sit quietly. He watched the Doctor and thought about all possible futures and the ones that didn't come true. He knew that the Doctor hurt from the Master's death, but at the same time he knew that his death brought him freedom, and that he would heal in time, he would met some new people and things will be sorted. Jack knew also that the Master's death meant freedom for him too, because he couldn't leave the Doctor to live a mad life with the Master alone, and it wouldn't be a pleasant life, that one. The other thing Jack learned after the Master's death was that it was time to leave the Doctor. Not because he grew weary of him, or travelling in the Tardis, but because he'd seen too much of the Doctor, his serious and deep pain, and the Doctor knew that. That's why he couldn't lift his cheerful front in front of them anymore, and without that front he looked old and tired just as he did after the Master exposed him. The Doctor needed to meet someone new to gain his cheerful side, to start looking at space and time through a new set of eyes, showing his best, not his darkest. And there was a matter of a certain Ianto Jones to whom he owed a kiss.

"I don't know how you did it" Martha approached him talking softly so the others couldn't hear her. "But you did it marvelously. Everything worked. Even the bodyguard Tom Milligan died, sadly, but if he hadn't the Master would have killed me despite that gun. I know the Doctor is against guns, but it was brilliant to see how it all worked."

"I really don't know what you are talking about" Jack interrupted her rambling totally confused.

Martha watched his face for a second.

"But they said you sent your regards, I thought they worked by your instructions."

"I was a bit tied up at that moment; explain it to me from the top." He asked with a hunch of what she was talking about. As she talked he smiled, of course, Ianto was listening to his rambling, and he did find a job for them. Jack thought they were just coordinating, but they thought of everything.

"The lead man had a really funny name, Tea Boy, they all did, they called me Chocolate Queen" Jack could see Owen all over that "their instructions were so detailed; I was convinced that you were behind it all. How did they know all about the Time Lords and their DNA?"

"It's their job to know" said Jack noting to himself to search Owen's archives "they are friends of mine."

"And that woman, Big Eyes, explained to me everything about the professor and her son, how she would react, and what to say, in what order. The only thing I changed was about the gun, I said it would kill the Master, because he used their phrase, `suspend regeneration ability`, it would be too suspicious, but how did they know that?"

"Torchwood One did investigate the Doctor" Jack sighed "and it isn't that farfetched that they would construct that kind of weapon and conceal it divided, they had a sense of drama, that's why the Master bought it, he was in touch with those kind of minds. Luckily they hadn't had a sample of their DNA" and it would be best to keep it that way. It was the time to get back to the Hub.

"Too bad I didn't meet them; even that Grumpy guy under his snide comments was likeable."

"They grow on you" he said and got up "it's time to go, Doctor get me as close possible to my leaving with the Tardis."

"Jack, you know I can't get you back any closer to ending of the Paradox, you were part of the events, and it would be bad." He was apologetic.

"I'll take what you'll give me" he grinned lasciviously and Doctor smiled at him calmer than before.

"You never change Jack" he said and pulled the lever, they both knew it was a lie, but it was a nice lie.

Martha exited the Tardis with them and they leaned on the rail watching the people go by, it was a sight they all could enjoy.

"I really don't mind, though" said the Doctor about Jack's condition and Jack smiled grateful for that last gift, the Master had told him too many times he was abomination for him to be indifferent towards that.

"You're an impossible thing Jack" the Doctor said with acceptance and Jack knew he could live with that. It was a time to exit, the exit sign was there, but Jack hesitated, he wanted to say something more, linger a bit before he ran off so he asked about aging, taking the opportunity to talk a bit of his vanity and to share with them about his start on the Boeshane Peninsula.

"Face of Boe, that's what they called me" he said lastly. The thing Martha and the Doctor reminded him of while they talked about Yana, last words that spoke Face of Boe, he was his first big title. With that he headed off looking forward to seeing his team intact and whole. He wasn't lying; he wanted to see them all.