His team was gone, Gwen was the only one still alive. That’s why he had to go, she deserved to have her life with her husband and child. She did not need him to mess it up. He had spent the last two years on his own back in space, away from humans. The immortal had kept a low profile, avoided making connections. But now the loneliness was getting to him. It was a loneliness not many people could understand. No matter who he found they would not be in his life for long. Not many people understood that. There was only one person Jack could think of.
Jack would not admit it, but he missed Earth. That’s why he was currently at the Earth museum on Sayol in the Phoenix galaxy. He stood staring at an old horse drawn carriage recalling when he first began his exile on Earth. He looked down the hall and froze. For there, in the 1950’s display was a Police phone Box. Swallowing he walked towards it.