Ok, first of all I want to thank those people who actually reviewed 'The New Girl'! I've been going over my old fics, and having re-read it I realise that Rachel was a bit of a Mary-Sue character (ahem). In my defence; that was the first story I ever wrote, I didn't even know what a Mary-Sue was at that point, I kind of just wrote whatever came into my head. Probably should have got a beta or something, but w/e. I like to think I'm better now :)
Anyway, yeah. As I said; I know that now, but I can't really re-write her as a totally new character now I've said she has 'abilities', but I have tried to tone her down as much as possible.
This one probably won't be as long as 'The New Girl', so don't worry lol.
The idea for this fic came from my sister Katie, who is a big closet Torchwood fan :) so this is dedicated to her.
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, or Doctor Who. I do however own Rachel.
The Doctor grinned as Rachel entered the TARDIS console room, hair still wet from the shower. She scowled at him.
"I don't know what you're so happy about! We almost got eaten alive out there! Plus I ended up with all that weird alien goo all over me."
He laughed. "Oh, come on! You have to admit it was pretty funny."
"Easy for you to say. You weren't standing right next to the bloody thing! You just had a nice bird's eye view as it exploded on me!"
He grinned at her again, and she felt her 'angry face' begin to melt into a grin. "Stop it."
"What?" he asked innocently.
"You know very well what!"
He held out a hand, and despite herself she took it. The Doctor pulled her towards him and held her so her back was too him, and rested his chin on her shoulder. "Tell you what." he whispered in her ear, making her shiver. "Why don't you pick where we go next. You can pick somewhere nice and safe and goo-less and I promise I won't complain. Too much."
She smiled and batted him playfully on the head. She thought for a bit. "Can we go to Torchwood? You know, see Ianto and Jack and the others?"
He released her and looked at her in surprised amusement. "21st century Torchwood? I offer you safe and you pick that?!"
"Oh come on, don't tell me you'd have been happy if I'd chosen the Chanthai galaxy or a star-cruise ship or something. Besides, it's nice to have a bit of danger. I like the running."
The Doctor grinned again, pushing buttons and handles. "It's why I love ya! Now, hold on tight. 21st century Cardiff, here we come!"
As soon as the ship stopped moving, Rachel darted for the exit. She paused, her hand on the door handle, and turned. "Now, you are sure when we are, aren't you?"
"What?"
"Only, I know what you're like. I don't wanna go out there and find it's, like, the year 2087 or anything like that."
"I am not that bad!" the Doctor pouted.
"Oh, you so are! Remember when we planned to go to 31st century France; went outside and it was bloody 1993! Come on, check!"
The Doctor sighed impatiently, but obediently spun the screen round to face him and read off the date. "There, you see! Cardiff, about one year after we were last here. Satisfied?!"
"Yup." She held out her hand and the Doctor slipped on his brown coat and took it. "Now, let's go see what they've been up to!"
Ianto didn't even bother turning round when he heard the door to the tourist office open. "Sorry, we're closed."
"Oh, I suppose we'd better go away then!"
He spun round instantly. "Rachel!"
"Alright babe?" she ran to him and he pulled her into a hug, grinning. After about 10 seconds he released her and held out his hand to the Doctor, who shook it.
"You guys still together then?"
"Oh yes."
Rachel grabbed his arm to get his attention back. "So, come on, how's everybody been? How are you and Jack? Owen? Tosh? Gwen? Come on, I want to hear everything…you ok?"
Ianto's face had fallen. He looked almost ill suddenly. "Since…um…after you left there was an…incident. Tosh and Owen didn't make it."
"Oh my God. Why didn't you call me?"
He smiled sadly. "What exactly could you have done? It's not like we could have had a funeral for them, is it?"
"Guess not. But still, you should have called. How are you?"
"I live. Come on. I'm sure Jack will be thrilled to see you!"
"Jack! We have guests!" Jack jerked his head up in confusion. What the hell? Guests?! He walked over to his office door and stuck his head out.
"Doctor?!" he bounded down the stairs grinning and pulled the other man into an embrace, then quickly let go of him. "Wait, why are you here? Usually that means trouble."
"No, no this is just a social visit, I promise!" suddenly he swore and bent over, clutching his head. Rachel was at his side in an instant.
"Doctor? Doctor, what's wrong? Talk to me."
"Cant you hear it?"
"What?"
"The…static?!"
They all listened. Rachel frowned. Now he mentioned it, there was a slight…disturbance to the air. Sort of like if someone has a badly tuned TV in another room. "There's…something. I'm guessing it's worse for you than for the rest of us?"
"Speak for yourself. I can't hear anything." Jack told her. Ianto nodded.
"Me neither."
The doctor suddenly straightened up. "Ok, it's gone now."
"Should we not…investigate?"
He grinned. "Nah. Probably nothing."
Rachel bit her lip as Jack began to incessantly question the Doctor about what they'd been up to. Whatever he said, he had felt something. And in their life, that was very unlikely to be unimportant.
Hope you like the first chapter! Reviews are absolutely loved!
