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Last time…

So, the Doctor withdrew his mind from Jack's, and opened his eyes, "I know what's wrong with you," he said.

Warning: Mild slash. Not even sure if I need the warning, so it's here just to be safe.

Chapter 8

"So, you're telling me that part of the time vortex, the heart of the TARDIS, is inside me?!" Jack asked.

"Yeah," the Doctor answered, "Somehow, when Rose brought you back to life, it stayed inside you, and every time you die, it carries on bringing you back."

"Then get it the hell out of me then!" Jack said emphatically, before pausing, "Wait, removing it won't kill me, will it?"

The Doctor shook his head, "No, but the next time you die will be the last time."

"And thank God for that!" Jack said, "Because let me tell you, dying hurts like a bitch!"

"It does," the Doctor agreed, "So you're sure this is what you want?"

Jack was about to answer 'Hell, yes!', but then he stopped and looked at the Doctor. Would it be really hurting him to do this? Jack knew that losing companions was a constant source of pain for the Doctor, and he didn't want to cause any more. "Yes. Is that ok?" he asked.

"Of course it's ok," the Doctor said with a small smile, "It's your life, your choice. Whatever you want is fine."

Jack knew that the Doctor wasn't really completely ok with him becoming mortal again. But he also knew that the Doctor wasn't completely ok with him staying immortal. So Jack said, "Let's do it! Mortalise me, Doc! What do we do?"

"Well, it's quite simple really," the Doctor said, scratching his ear, "You just have to let it go."

"Let it go! What the hell?!" Jack cried, "How am I supposed to let go of something that I don't even know I'm holding on to?!" he looked desperately at the Doctor, "Isn't there another way?"

"Well, yeah, there is one other way," the Doctor said hesitantly, looking slightly embarrassed for a reason unfathomable to Jack or the Torchwood team. "I could take it away from you, the same way I did with Rose," the Doctor explained.

"Ok, then lets—hang on, didn't it kill you last time?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, last time," the Doctor said, "You've barely got a fraction of what Rose had inside her, inside you. I'll be fine."

"In that case, let's do this! Get it the hell out of me!" Jack said enthusiastically, not really knowing what he was agreeing to.

Without warning, the Doctor stepped forward and pressed his lips against Jack's, taking everyone, even Jack, by surprise. However, it only took Jack mere milliseconds to recover his senses, and, being more than willing to take advantage of a situation like this, he kissed the Doctor back.

The Torchwood team however, were another matter. At first, they were so surprised that their eyes bulged, and then they awkwardly looked at the floor, not really sure where to look. They'd always suspected that their boss was into men and women, but aliens as well? That was a new concept to them entirely.

Eventually, pulling away from Jack, the Doctor exhaled, and a wisp of glowing gold light floated from his mouth and back into the TARDIS.

For a second, no one said anything, but then Jack grinned and said, "Wow, I never knew you had it in you, Doc!" then, more seriously, he asked, "So that's it? I'm mortal now?"

At the Doctor's nod, Jack asked with a sinking heart, "So… you'll be leaving now then…"

Again, the Doctor nodded, and Jack's heart sank even further. But then, the Doctor suggested, slightly hesitantly, "You could always… come with me."

This was exactly what Jack had wanted to hear, but still he hesitated for a second. He had responsibilities on Earth, in this time. The team needed him…

But then again, he reasoned with himself, he wasn't supposed to be here in the first place. He didn't belong in this time, and the team was perfectly capable of managing without him… and he could always persuade the Doctor to bring him back every now and then to check on them.

"Sounds great," Jack answered, aware of the several gasps that came from Gwen and Tosh behind him.

But it brought a huge grin to the Doctor's face, "Right then, onwards and upwards!" he said, and then said to the Torchwood people, "Sorry to be rude but you've all got a job to do, and I've got a job to do, so it was lovely to meet you all, but we've really got to go now!"

Understanding what he was asking them, Gwen and Owen left the TARDIS, Tosh said, "Nice seeing you again," and followed them. And Ianto went over to the Doctor and shook his hand, "Nice to meet you, Sir," he said, "Do bring Jack back to visit us sometime," and then he left too.

Once Gwen, Owen, Tosh and Ianto had all left the TARDIS, Jack started following them out. But then he turned back to the Doctor and said, "Are you sure you're ok with this Doc? Me being mortal now and everything?"

"Of course I am," the Doctor replied, already adjusting settings on the console, then he grinned, "Besides, you'd drive me crazy if we had to spend as eternity together."

Jack grinned back, and then left the TARDIS. Outside waiting for him, was his team.

"Are you really leaving us, Jack?" Gwen asked.

"Yes."

"But why?" Tosh asked, not wanting him to leave.

"Because I don't belong here," Jack explained, "You all know that. I'll miss you all, and I'll come back to visit, but I can't stay here."

Then he kissed each one of them in turn (except Owen, who got a hug with a pat on the back), and Ianto handed him his coat.

Pulling it on without a word, he pushed the TARDIS door back open again.

"Who is he though, Jack. Who is he really?" Gwen asked, desperately trying to understand why Jack was leaving them for this man.

"The right kind of Doctor," Jack answered, with that far away look in his eyes that he always had when he said that. Then he went back into the TARDIS, closing the door behind him.

Strangely enough, that was just the answer that Gwen needed. Now she knew that the man wasn't just the Doctor. He was the Doctor, the one who Jack had been waiting for for so long. The right kind of Doctor.

Then, the hub was again filled with the whooshing, roaring sound and an unnatural wind which picked up the paper from the floor and blew it around. The light on top of the ship flashed, and the blue police box faded out of sight, disappearing altogether.

The remaining members of the Torchwood team looked around at each other.

"Well, what the hell do we do now?" Owen asked.

Gwen replied, "We do what we always do. What we do best."

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Inside the TARDIS, the Doctor was dashing around the console, flicking switches, pulling levers and pushing buttons. Jack watched him for a second. When he was operating his beloved ship, the Doctor looked just the same as he had as his old self.

"Right then," the Doctor said, still pushing buttons, "I've just got to seal the rift again, make it all nice and safe, and then we can go anywhere we like! The whole of time and space all laid out before us, places to go, people—or aliens—to see!"

The Doctor flicked one more switch and said, "Bingo! That should stop it's activity for now. What happened to open it again anyway?"

"It was my team," Jack explained, "They were tricked into thinking that was the only way to save the world. So they killed me, and opened the rift…" Seeing the Doctor's raised eyebrows, he realised how bad it sounded when you said it out loud. He paused for a second and then said, "Maybe we should come back and check on them quite often."

"Oh alright then," the Doctor agreed, but added in a warning voice, "but not too often." Then a grin lit up all his features, "Where to first then?"

Jack was exhausted, but he was so over the moon at being back with the Doctor that he didn't care. He grinned back at the Doctor and said, "I need a drink—or several. And preferably hyper-vodkas. How about Poseidon 12?"

"Poseidon 12 it is!" the Doctor said, flicking switches. The middle column in the TARDIS moved up and down, the engines roared, and the Doctor and Jack left Torchwood Cardiff and were whizzed off on another adventure.

THE END! (finally!)

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A/N: So I finally finished!!! So much for this being a one-shot, eh?!

Yeah, a few things I wanted to say… Umm, first of all, thank you everyone for reading this, and for all your reviews! I was astounded at the number of reviews this story was getting! Much more than for my other Dr Who ones that's for sure! So is this one better written than the others? Or is it just because you all love Jack and the torchwood peoples? Because if that's the case, my other ongoing story (Sometimes Say Never Again) is going to have them in it… (which has been written in my plan from the very beginning, this isn't a spur of the moment thing!) and yes, this is me shamelessly trying to get people to read my other story…

Anyway, one other thing, I hope no one minded the Doctor/Jack kiss. But it seemed like the logical way to fix Jack! But I hope I left it ambiguous enough so you can either think that the Doctor was only doing it to save Jack, or that he liked it as well… (I think we all know that Jack liked it! lol)

So, I'll shut up now… so I hope you all liked this story, please review and tell me, and if you have any questions, please review and ask me!