Cardiff was busy with people, even early in the morning. The Doctor stayed close to Jack as they walked the familiar streets to the small cafe on the corner. Jack walked confidently, and while the Doctor tried, he felt uneasy being around so many people. Even the Cafe was busy and they ended up sitting at a table in the middle of the restaurant, surrounded by other people enjoying their meals. The Doctor felt comforted though by the fact that Jack was once again sitting by him, protecting him. They both ate a full breakfast, before returning to the hub. Jack expected to be bombarded with questions, but the team just welcomed him back and allowed him to go up to his office. Jack reminded himself to thank Gwen later for talking to them.

The next two days were much the same as Jack pushed the Doctor's comfort level to get him out into the real world again and then worked. On the second day, they also received a phone call from Martha. She had to call in several favors and enlist the help of UNIT, but she had pulled a team together that would assist the Doctor in saving Tish's arm. The surgery was scheduled for one week out at the UNIT base just outside of London.

"Mum has been informed about the surgery, but I haven't told her that you are assisting in it," Martha explained to the Doctor over the phone. Jack had placed it on speaker so that Martha could talk to the two of them at once, rather than him trying to eavesdrop or get the story from the Doctor later.

"I think we should tell her before hand, that I am trying to help you save Tish's arm," The Doctor told Martha.

"I don't think that is a good idea, Doctor. While she understands that it isn't your fault about what happened aboard the Valiant and to Tish's arm, she is still shaken from the last year. We all are. I think it is best that we try to save Tish's arm first, " Martha answered him.

"She is going to hit me again when she finds out, isn't she?" The Doctor asked. He was whining and he cleared his throat as Jack chuckled. The Doctor didn't care he was whining at the moment, though. He really didn't relish the thought of getting slapped by anyone's mother again. Especially not Marthas. Then again Francine had been good to him aboard the Valiant. She had even cleaned up his bloody body on more than one occasion and while that might have been because the Master ordered her too, she had been tender, her touch gentle.

"I'm sure she will be grateful that you helped Tish and not hit you," Martha informed him positively. It didn't help. They spoke for a little while longer before disconnecting the call. The Doctor was happy that Martha had a team for him but nervous about performing the surgery. Like he had told Jack he wasn't a doctor, even if he went by the name Doctor. He had just picked up skills during his travels. Having a team of experienced doctors who were going to be listening to his directions did help. He needed them to place her arm correctly so that he could attach fake ligaments to her elbow and then try to get her arm moving again. That was down the line, though. First her arm had to be set correctly.

"I'm going to bed," The Doctor told Jack standing up. Jack looked at him concerned. It was the middle of the day and the Doctor never went to bed early. Jack wasn't stupid enough to point out that it was only just after one in the afternoon as the Doctor would make a snide comment about that being Earth time.

"Just feel like laying down or are you going to take a kip?" Jack wondered instead.

"I just want to lay down," The Doctor replied. He headed to the TARDIS, pushing the door open.

"Do you want company?" Jack questioned. The Doctor shook his head no as he continued further into the TARDIS, closing the doors behind him. Jack waited, still expecting to hear the engines roar to life as the Doctor left him behind. He chastised himself at the thought. The Doctor loved him and he loved the Doctor. They were going to have a family together and he had no reason to believe the Doctor was going to leave him behind. Except he didn't expect the Doctor to leave him on the Gamestation either. Jack sighed as he wondered how long it would take him to forgive the Doctor for abandoning him. Obviously a hundred years hadn't been enough time. Standing, he went in the opposite direction towards his office door.

The hub was busy this afternoon as his team was all inside working. The rift was being strangely quiet and all of them were waiting for items to start spilling through. Once that happened there would be double or even triple shifts. For now, they were all trying to have their work down by four so they could go home early for a change. Jack went down the stairs, greeting the others as he headed towards the cells to check on Janet. As he did he ran into Ianto for the first time since he returned from the Valiant. Ianto had been avoiding him, no doubt thinking the baby was the Doctors or that he wasn't even pregnant at all.

"Ianto," Jack started.

"I have to go," Ianto told him, pushing past him on his way back up the stairs.

"Ianto wait," Jack called out, Ianto didn't listen as he continued on his way. "Ianto I am still your boss. Now get back down here." Ianto paused as he turned to look at Jack.

"Is this personal or professional sir?" Ianto asked calmly. Jack sighed.

"I didn't mean for any of this to happen Ianto. I planned on returning to you, but the Doctor needs me and I need him. We both really do have babies on the way and I would like you to be in their lives," Jack explained as he tried to look Ianto in the eyes. Ianto refused to meet them as he stared down.

"I have work to do," Ianto answered after a moment, turning to head back up the stairs.

"Ianto," Jack tried again. Ianto rounded the corner. Angry Jack slammed his fist into the wall. He stormed up the stairs after Ianto. Ianto was standing by Gwen with fresh paperwork in his hand that needed to be filed. "I want you to get your act together or you can move on," Jack snipped at him.

"To where?" Ianto questioned narrowing his eyes.

"I don't care," Jack hissed. Everyone was watching them now, but Jack didn't care. He was sick of Ianto's attitude towards him. Gwen tried to take his arm, but he pulled it away. "I'll be in my office." Storming to his office he slammed the door behind him, making it rattle. Reaching up, he slid his hands down his face, groaning as he did. He was angry now and needed to calm down. He couldn't have a scotch, the Doctor wasn't in the mood for sex and he couldn't very well ask Ianto either. There was one other option. Grabbing his coat, he headed to the rooftop.

Starring out over Cardiff during the day time wasn't as calming as at night. At night, the streets were quiet and he could let his mind wander. Now they were filled with the sounds of cars and people going about their days. People who were blissfully unaware of how much their lives had changed for one whole year. He envied them. Taking a deep breath of the warm air, he stood over the city on the furthest ledge out. He looked down and just for a moment considered falling. He could claim it was an accident, that he had slipped and that he regretted the loss of his child. He placed a hand protectively over his stomach.

"As soon as your big enough, I am going to bring you up here. Your dad will teach you how to run and love the stars. I am going to teach you it is alright to settle down and love someone as well," He told it softly. "Just promise me you won't hear the drums."