"Doctor," Jack drew out his name as he helped Mickey back to his feet and then grabbed Rose's arm and pulled her roughly up. The Doctor looked at him innocently.
"Behave," He scolded the TARDIS as he ran his hand along her controls with a small smile. Jack shook his head.
"I'm hurt," Rose cried out angrily. Jack turned his attention to her to see that she had, in fact, bruised herself on the grating as she fell. It was only a tiny bruise that wasn't even dark, but Rose kept on crying as though she had lost her arm. "First you take me prisoner for no reason, then you starve me, now you have caused me to hurt myself. When my father hears about this."
"He will probably reward them," Mickey interrupted her. She glared at him, her mouth snapping closed in annoyance. Mickey smiled back at her.
"Just wait until I get free Mickey Smith. I will make you regret the day I ever met you," Rose snapped at him angrily, no longer trying to pretend that she was nice.
"He probably already does," Jack answered. Rose looked at him and spat. Jack didn't even think about it as he raised his hand as if to strike her.
"Enough," The Doctor yelled at the three of them from the controls. All three paused. "Rose, shush. Mickey take Rose to the other side of the TARDIS and if she speaks again she is going into the cells. Jack lower your hand and then go wash up."
"You can't lock me up again," Rose began to argue as Jack stormed angrily out of the room.
"Mickey if you go down the corridor, take the first right you will see a set of stairs. At the bottom is a cell," The Doctor informed Mickey. Rose fought Mickey as he started towards the corridors with her. Mickey picked her up as if she weighed nothing and threw her over his shoulder.
"You should have listened to him, sweetheart. Don't worry when we get back to our universe, Pete and I will get you the help you need," Jackie reassured her daughter as she followed them out of the room. Once he was alone in the control room, the Doctor ran his hand through his hair to the back of his neck rubbing it. He was going to be happy when he had his TARDIS back to himself and could take care of his babies.
-DW-
Jack entered the room he shared with the Doctor heading to the bathroom. He went inside it, turned on the water and washed his hands, then splashed the cool water on his face. Leaning on the sink, he stared at himself in the mirror as he tried to collect himself. He had come closer than he wanted to admit to striking Rose today. He couldn't let his anger get the better of him again. He had to be better than that for the sake of his lover and their daughters. The sound of metal clanking in the sink startled him out of his thoughts.
Jack's blood ran cold as he looked at the golden ring lying in the basin of the sink. He hadn't seen nor thought of the ring ever since he flushed it down the loo as those months back. He picked it up in his hand turning to drop it down the trash chute to the incinerator. As he opened the chute, though, he slipped the ring onto his finger. Closing the chute again, he finished washing his hands before making his way back out to the control room. Upon entering it, he saw the Doctor looking at the monitor.
"Have we landed yet?" He asked as he moved closer to him.
"No," The Doctor told him. "We can't land. The Earth is gone."
"What do you mean the Earth is gone?" Jack wondered. The Doctor gave him a look like he was stupid.
"I mean that we should have landed on the alternate Dårlig_Ulv_Stranden, but there is nothing here," The Doctor explained. Jack went over to the doors and pulled them open looking out into the black night of the universe.
"You must have gotten the coordinates wrong," Jack informed him. The Doctor glared at him.
"It should have been right here," The Doctor argued. He flopped down on the captain's seat. "Now I will never be able to take her home."
"Hey, don't think like that. We will find the Earth and return it to its rightful place. Is there anyone or anything that you can think of asking for help?" Jack wondered as he sat down next to the Doctor. He kissed the Doctor on the side of the head and the Doctor smiled.
"If we were in the correct universe I can think of several groups who could help. Here, I am not sure who I can trust," The Doctor answered. He stood up heading to the controls. When he first left Gallifrey all those years ago, he had to learn who he could trust as he traveled the universe. He could do that again here. Setting the coordinates for the same as the Shadow Proclamation's planet as in their universe, he pulled the handbrake.
As he did the TARDIS shook violently, causing Jack to fall off of the captain's chair. He smashed into the jar that sat next to the controls with the Doctor's hand floating in it. He heard glass breaking and the feeling of it digging into his hand as it did. He cried out removing the glass from his hand, blood pouring into his palm. He looked up to see the Doctor's hand laying in front of him. He sat up, looking at the hand as it seemed to call out to him.
"Jack don't," The Doctor cried out as he reached out to pick up the hand. It was too late, though, Jack felt as though he had been struck by lightening. He screamed as it surged through his veins and out the ends of his fingers and toes. His world was quickly reduced to nothing but an orange light and the pain that filled him. Darkness overran his senses and just before he gave into death, he heard the Master laughing.