Set after COE, The Doctor finds Jack completely devastated and in need of his tender care. Seeing the captain in such a state forces The Doctor to have a revelation. M rated, there will be hot sex at some point so 18+ for this one. ** HIGH SMUT WARNING**

Chapter one.

Moment of clarity.

When The Doctor finally finds Jack Harkness he can hardly believe that the man before him is truly the Jack he thought he knew. A pitiful sight to behold, this creature was dressed in filthy rags. His hair was long and matted and the stench that rose from him was almost unbearable. The Doctor knelt beside his old companion and sighed. 'Oh, Jack…what have you done to yourself' he thought as he lifted the man's head up and pushed the hair away from his face. This was indeed Captain Jack Harkness. Or the shell of him at least. The Doctor felt his hearts break and tears welled up in his eyes. Seeing Jack like this was nearly too much for him.

"Oh, Jack…" was all he could manage to say.

With a determined look on his face The Doctor slid one arm behind Jack and the other under his legs then proceeded to stand with the larger man in his arms as if he were a child. Jack did not respond in anyway and that worried The Doctor even more. The Doctor may not look strong but he is and getting Jack back to the TARDIS was easy for him.

A moment after The Doctor stepped into the TARDIS, she had prepared a bedroom for Jack and put it next to her control room. Even the TARDIS has a weak spot for Captain Harkness. Carefully The Doctor placed Jack on the bed, pulled his sonic screwdriver out of his pocket and gave Jack a quick scan. Frowning at the results he put his hand on Jack's face tenderly.

"Nothing wrong physically my boy, so what do I do now?" The Doctor mused. The smell, something had to be done about the smell. The Doctor began stripping the dirty rags from his friends body. To find that the skin underneath was filthy too. With a heavy sigh The doctor lifted Jack's lifeless, nude form from the bed and carried him into the bathroom that the TARDIS had placed next to the bedroom.

"Thank you old girl" said The Doctor when he saw that the tub was already full of steaming hot water. He paused for a moment to consider his options, Jack would drown on his own so there was really nothing else for it. He lowered Jack to the floor and stripped off his own clothing, picked Jack up and stepped into the tub. A soft half moan slipped from Jack's lips in response to the heat of the water. The Doctor took it as a good sign. The only position that would allow The Doctor to scrub Jack clean was to have him in between his legs, laying back against The Doctor. This allowed for one hand to steady Jack and the other too scrub. When he had cleaned every inch of the still unresponsive Jack, he stood with the man in his arms and the tub drained automatically. Then the TARDIS sprayed them both with clean warm water, when she was done The Doctor stepped out of the tub and wrapped his charge in a warm fluffy towel. He carries Jack back to the bed ( the TARDIS has removed the rags and soiled sheets, burnt them and put fresh linen on the bed) and gently lowers him onto it. Jack's state is really distressing to The Doctor and he starts to pace the room, thinking furiously. He had washed every inch of the immortal humans body even the genitals and got no reaction what so ever. So not the flirty, over sexed Jack he knows. Perhaps the recent events on Earth had truly broken the captain. Finally he could stand no more and left the room to get dressed, knowing that the TARDIS would keep an eye on Jack.

It took The Doctor over two hours to make a decision as to how to proceed. It seemed that Jack had shut down mentally and that would mean going into his mind and dragging him out. If anyone had the skill and patience it was The Doctor. He returned to the bedroom and removed his jacket, laid it over the back of a chair and sat next to Jack. The Doctor laid down next to Jack, rolled slightly onto his side and lightly pressed his finger tips to Jack's temple.

Darkness like a room with no windows greeted The Doctor yet there was sound, a hearts wrenching sobbing. That sound almost broke The Doctor but for Jack's sake he held it together and followed the sound though the utter darkness. He found Jack's consciousness curled into a ball weeping.

"Jack" whispered The Doctor.

Nothing, just sobs.

The Doctor's mind caressed Jack's tenderly and he tried again "Jack Harkness, speak to me my friend" said The doctor's mind.

A groan. A slight twitch of the mind. Jack had heard him he must try harder.

"Captain Harkness !" barked The doctor hoping Jack's military training would kick in. "Report"

"Dead, all dead" mumbled Jack's mind before it went back to sobbing.

No one but the TARDIS saw the single tear that rolled down The Doctors face at that moment.