"And you still have it," Jack urged. "You still have it."

He moved to him again, and this time he pressed a kiss to his lips, whether the Doctor would shy back from it or not.

"Remember, Doctor. Remember everything back then. Remember the running and you and me and you remember you are everything to me. Everything. And how you feel? That won't change. Nor will how I do. I love you, Doctor, and you love me and one day we'll work it all out."

He cupped his cheek, stressing to him. "You're just forgetting this. Not us. Never forget that. Never."