Martha really didn't want to break up the suffering family, so she gave them as long as she could. Peeking in every ten minutes or so, she waited until Cerys was done eating and Kui'la had given up on her bottle. She then gave them another ten minutes to snuggle with the babies before she finally went in there. The Doctor saw her coming and narrowed his eyes as he hugged Kui'la tighter to his chest.

"I'm sorry Doctor, but she needs her medication as well as the additional amount of food that she hasn't eaten yet," Martha explained. His eyes narrowed further as he removed his hand from holding Jack so that he could protect the infant with both arms. "Doctor, I'm not going to take her far from you. I am only going to put her into the incubator so that she can rest comfortably."

"Sweetheart, Martha didn't do anything wrong," Jack told the Doctor though Martha couldn't help but notice he hadn't changed his grip on Cerys either.

"I know," The Doctor sighed. Reluctantly he passed Martha his daughter. Martha took her and made sure she was settled before moving the incubator right next to the bed. The Doctor smiled as he was now able to see them clearly while laying down. Feeling a little more confident, Jack kissed Cerys before laying her next to her sister. Martha pulled up a chair next to the bed, then sat down in it.

"We're fine Martha," The Doctor stated. Martha just stared at him. She wasn't going to argue him. She didn't have to as they both knew the words were a lie even as he said them. She just sat there waiting for one of them to speak again. She would have waited all evening if necessary, but unlike the Doctor, Jack didn't mind talking about himself. Leaning back she waited patiently. Five minutes passed before Jack took a deep breath and let it out.

"Actually, I'm not fine," Jack sighed. "All I want to do at the moment is go and get a bottle of whiskey. Then drink until I forget. I can't though, can I? I have a lover who is sick and two infants who need me. Then in the morning I have to interview the woman who tried to kidnap our daughter."

"Why can't you let one of the other's question her?" Martha wondered. She looked at the Doctor to see that he was staring at Jack. His face gave away nothing that he was feeling, except a mild concern for his lover.

"Because I know Rose and I want to be the one to find out why she tried to take Kui'la. I need to understand how she changed from the loving naive girl I once knew into a kidnapping liar," Jack told Martha.

"People change. You changed from the conman I met to the loving father you are today," The Doctor informed Jack. Jack looked at him.

"Only because you made me better," Jack responded. He kissed the Doctor softly on the lips. "I hate to think what my life would have been like had I never met you. You change people and make them stronger. Not into people who would willing kidnap a friend's child and then lie about why."

"A lot can happen in two years," The Doctor informed Jack.

"Exactly. You both have been through a lot in the last two years," Martha interrupted turning the subject away from Rose and back to the two of them. "You found strength in each other in order to cope with it. Jack, you just need a little more help. One pill a day for the next few weeks can give you that help. It will make it just a little easier for you to cope with the universe when it doesn't make sense." Reaching into her pocket she pulled out the bottle of anti-depressants and handed it to Jack. Jack made a face at it.

"What about him?" He wondered.

"He may need them in the future and I will keep an eye on him. It is you that I am worried about Jack," Martha informed him. Jack looked at the Doctor again out of the corner of his eyes. The Doctor smiled at him leaning close. He would never willingly take an anti-depressant himself, but he would make sure that his lover took the pill. He took the bottle from Jack, opening it. Placing one in his hand he offered the pill to Jack. Jack took it from him and placed it in his mouth. The Doctor pulled him close kissing Jack on the forehead.

"It is just for a little while," The Doctor whispered, kissing him again.

"I know," Jack replied. He felt like a failure for having to take the pills. At least the Doctor wasn't judging him for it. Once the Doctor was healed, Jack would step back and let the Doctor take care of them. Right now, though, he had to continue to be strong for his family.

-DW-

The next morning, Jack headed down to the cells early to speak with Rose. She was already awake by the time he entered, sitting on the bed. She had her arms crossed and seemed bored with her situation.

"Jack?" She asked as he approached the glass. "Why am I in here?"

"Don't you remember?" Jack questioned. Rose shook her head no.

"I was coming to Torchwood to meet you. Then I woke up in this cell with a strange man pushing a tray of food, in through that door." Rose pointed to the small door that allowed them to put food and other things into the cell without opening the main door. Jack glanced at the door for less than a second before turning his eyes back to her. He studied her. "Are you going to let me out?"

"No," Jack informed her as he tried to figure out if she was lying about not remembering.

"Then will you at least tell me why I am in here?" Rose snapped at him.

"You're in here because you tried to do something extremely stupid than lied about it. Your mum and Mickey are on their way and once they get here we will sort it out before I send you back to the other universe. Until then, you are not leaving this cell," Jack told her. Rose narrowed her eyes at him.

"I get it now. You're jealous. You know that the Doctor wants me and so you are keeping me in this cell in order to keep me from him," Rose laughed.

"Why should I be jealous when I am the one who has been sharing his bed for almost the last year?" Jack questioned. Her grin faded. "You know you almost had me fooled there for a moment Rose. I was willing to believe you didn't remember, but you're just lying to me again."

"That brat should have been my child, not yours," Rose yelled at him. Jack slammed his fist on the glass making Rose jump back in surprise.

"That child is suffering because of you," Jack told her more calmly than he felt.

"Good," Rose responded. Jack clenched and unclenched his fist several times. He wanted to hit her. He wanted to open the door and let her try to escape, just so he would have a reason to throw her back into the cell. The words of the Doctor filled his mind, telling him he was better than that. Turning he headed out of the cells before he did something that he would regret. Rose wasn't worth it. He could find out what happened from her mum and Mickey in a few hours. He just had to be patient until then.