After a little while, Jack stood up again. He carefully took Kui'la out of the Doctor's arms. He changed her nappy and laid her to rest inside the incubator before taking Cerys in his arms. He settled down against the wall holding his daughter against his chest. She was sleeping peacefully still and he felt nothing but love for the little one. It amazed him how quickly he had gone from not being sure he wanted her due to who her father was to loving her unconditionally. Still he couldn't help but remember that her conception and birth was due to an act of hate. He would try his best never to let that affect his attitude towards her, but he wondered what would happen when he had children with the Doctor. That child would be born from the love that grew between the two of them over the past few months. Would he resent her when he looked into her eyes and saw the Master staring back at him?
"I promise to never let that happen little one," Jack whispered as he leaned down kissing her softly on the head. He snuggled her closer to his chest as he continued to talk to her. "That man will never know that his acts of hate conceived you or your sister. Nor will you ever know that man is your biological father because you have two fathers who love you very much. The Doctor loved you before I knew how and he will protect you when I can't. You will never be alone little one, I promise."
He could feel the tears streaming down his face as he went quiet. He knew all about being alone. In the end, he would always end up alone. The Doctor would give him a few thousand years and so would Kui'la. Cerys was harder to predict being half-human. She would live longer than a human, but they wouldn't be able to tell until she was older if she would be able to regenerate. Regardless if she could or not, one day he would have to bury everyone he loved. He held her closer not wanting to think of the day that he would bury his beautiful daughters, yet the thought was still there. The tears ran faster and he sobbed loudly.
"Oh, Jack." The Doctor wrapped his arms around his lover holding him as close as he could without smashing Cerys. Jack leaned into him crying harder as he continued to hold tightly to Cerys. Concerned that Cerys was hurt or worse, the Doctor carefully checked her, relief feeling him when he found that she was still sleeping peacefully. He ran his fingers through Jack's hair as Jack leaned into him. "What happened?"
"I am going to have to bury all of you one day," Jack sobbed, his words broken with his tears. The Doctor did a quick calculation in his head and realized that Jack was long overdue for his pill. With their going to the other universe and the earth being gone, he had completely forgotten.
"Not for a long time," The Doctor replied. He couldn't promise how long as he seemed to go quickly through his regenerations. Even if he was careful he only had two left after the current one. Each would give him about a thousand years than without the Time Lords to ask for a new cycle of regenerations, he would die. He was going to have to explain to Jack that his body needed to be burned like the Masters rather than buried. That was a conversation for another time, though.
"But I will have too," Jack cried. The Doctor didn't argue him as it wouldn't do any good to lie to him. Instead he leaned his head against Jacks, humming the children's lullaby softly. He held Jack until his sobbing ended and his breathing evened out. The Doctor looked down, seeing that Jack had fallen asleep against him. He carefully took Cerys from Jack's arms and helped him to lay down on the cold tile floor. He put Cerys to bed, then leaned down to pick his lover up. His body protested as it was still too soon for him to be lifting Jack's weight. He didn't care as he wasn't going to leave him laying alone on the floor. He wasn't going to leave him alone ever again.
"Doctor," Martha started to scold as the Doctor entered the autopsy room with Jack. The Doctor glared at her and Martha paused mid-sentence. She could see the strain on the Doctor's face from holding Jack, but she could also see the oncoming storm just behind his eyes at the knowledge she was going to tell him to put Jack down. She bit her tongue as he went across the room, climbing the stairs out of the autopsy room. He kept walking slowly as he made his way to the TARDIS. He carried Jack through the control room. The TARDIS washed over him and he took comfort in her as he entered the corridors. She had to be concerned about him as his room was the first door he came to. Relieved he walked over to the bed, laying Jack on it.
Rather than lay down next to him, he first removed Jack's shoes and then tucked him into the blankets. Heading to the medi-bay, he retrieved the anti-depressant for Jack. While alone in the medi-bay he also pulled out a second smaller bottle of Time Lord friendly anti-depressants that were labeled with a single circle drawn on the plain white label. Martha had lied to Jack when she put him on the medication. The Doctor was well aware that Martha wanted to put him on the pills as well. She was under the impression, though, that he had thrown all of the pills he owned into a supernova the last time she suggested he took them. In reality, the pills he had thrown were just sugar pills. It was a weakness for him to take the pills and, therefore, he never told her that he had followed her instructions taking them for a few months until he felt better.
Opening the bottle, he took a pill out placing it in his mouth. He swallowed the pill dry, then placed the bottle back in the cupboard next to his headache medication. While he was thinking about it, he also took one of them as his head was beginning to hurt and he would suffer later if he didn't. He made a note of it in the blasted journal Jack kept, before heading back to bed. While he was gone, Jack had curled up on his side. That was alright with the Doctor as he toed his shoes off and climbed beneath the blankets. He laid facing Jack, curling his body around Jacks.
"The babies," Jack questioned opening his eyes a crack.
"Are fine with Martha," The Doctor finished the sentence for him. He thought about giving Jack his pill. Jack had other ideas as he pressed his head against the Doctor's chest. He pushed one leg between the Doctors as the Doctor wrapped his arms around Jack. Together they lay with their bodies intertwined as Jack drifted off to sleep again. The Doctor kissed him on the head and lay wondering how he was going to get the Earth back as he let his lover sleep.