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Lost Boys	By : Turkaholic Category: 1 through F > Doctor Who Views: 3820 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 13
The Doctor stared into his own face, watching the expression fall with pain. There was a final rumble of thunder reflected in his eyes, and then the image faded into darkness once more.
                Jack stayed silent, watching the Doctor with his own expression of pain. He could never even contemplate the amount humanity meant to the Timelord, but he knew the realisation of what the Toclafane were must have taken the Doctor to the edge of breaking point.
                The Doctor folded his arms across his chest and dragged his eyes away from the nothingness where his former self had stood just a moment ago. He looked into Jack’s face intensely for a moment, and then seemed to master his emotions.
                “Now,” He said suddenly, forcing a smile, “How’s that hangover doing?”
                The captain continued to stare, unable to pull himself out of his thoughts as easily as the Doctor. The Timelord’s smile faltered just slightly, but otherwise he stayed his ground. Jack raised an eyebrow cautiously. “You okay?”
                “Fine.” Came the reply, a little too quickly. He sniffed and looked away. “More to the point – how are you even still standing after all this? I was expecting…” he blew out a breath thoughtfully. “I dunno.”
                For once, Jack actually understood the Doctor’s meaning. He laughed and opened his arms passively. “If you were expecting me to hate you, you really don’t get me at all.” The Doctor turned back towards him with an odd look in his eye. After a moment, Jack realised it was doubt. He sighed. “Look,” He continued reluctantly, “I’m not saying that I think this is all okay, because it wasn’t; The Master was…” Jack hesitated. There wasn’t even a word for what he wanted to say. The Doctor’s eyes glanced downwards guiltily in the silence. “-but whether you like it or not, Doctor, I know you. I’ve seen you at your best, and whatever the hell you did that year can’t change that.”
                Jack felt frustration rising as he struggled to make the Doctor understand. He snorted. “I was a con man before I met you! Just a guy looking to get rich, and it didn’t even matter if anyone got hurt along the way.”
                The Doctor smirked weakly at the memory. “Not a very good one, as I remember.”
                “Hey it’s not my fault if you came in and decided to ruin a perfectly good scam.”
                The Timelord raised his eyebrows sarcastically.
                “Okay,” admitted Jack, “That last one went a little astray, but even so it was a workable idea. Anyway the point is…” he paused for a moment, “…You made me a better person.”
                He watched as the Doctor’s smile turned into a wide-eyed frown.
                “…Moving on.” He finally replied, looking away into darkness. Jack sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Arguing was never a good idea with the Doctor, but he’d never realised before just how little the Timelord thought of himself. “We’re skipping forwards – about a week or so.”
                “Why?”
                The Doctor slid his hands into his pockets and hesitated.
                “Because I fell apart, Jack.” He sighed eventually. “The Master always knew how manipulate people, including me – especially me, in a way. He knew I had a soft spot for you lot, and telling me what the Toclafane were – well – that was about as cruel as you can get.”
                Jack swallowed and nodded. “You gave up.”
                The Doctor wrinkled his nose. “Well… no. But it hurt. Place that on top of everything that had happened so far and I was a wreck.” He lowered his voice and muttered: “There was just one thing that stopped me going mad.”
                Jack raised an eyebrow. “What?”
                The Doctor tilted his head to the side, looking at Jack through bangs of hair seriously for a moment. He started to smile, wider and wider until it became a fully fledged grin. “Oh, you and Martha. Knowing you were out there, still fighting-“
                “Or dying, in my case.”
                “Dying, yes, but still alive. It was enough to give me hope.”
                Jack mirrored the Doctor’s grin just for a moment, but it was short-lived. He looked down in thought. “…And the Master?”
                The Doctor’s grin faded into a grimace, slowly. “He left me alone.” The sentence seemed more borne out of pain than relief. He stared downwards at his shoes. “Eight days, locked in that room… just me and my thoughts.”
                Jack nodded again, understanding. He’d experienced something similar – maybe worse – at the hands of his own brother; but this moment wasn’t about him. Self-centred as he could be, Jack knew this wasn’t a moment to bring it up.
                “So-“ Began the Doctor in a stronger voice, lifting his eyes as the darkness brightened once more. “Eight days later then.”
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