Chapter 1

Alright so as guilty as I feel for starting a third new story, there's plot bunnies, and they are hopping around going WRITE ME WRITE ME WRITE ME and I'm sorry but the bunnies' word is law. I must write them. If I don't know you hi! I'm Roxy, and this is my new story. It is going to be a Who/Torchwood Xover, and will be following Torchwood's storyline... mostly. It will take place before Doomsday and I guess is a fix-it? But Martha just works for Torchwood 1, doesn't actually travel with them. With my own special twists :D So I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: THIS IS HOW I SHOW MY LOVE. I BLAME IT ON MY TV BECAUSE. IT ALL BELONGS TO BBC BABY. (sung to the tune of SAIL, by AWOL Nation)

"Doctor!" Rose's voice rang into the control room, and the Doctor grinned softly. He turned as Rose bounded into the large circular room, where the green glow of the TARDIS lit the room. The Doctor grinned at his best friend. She had on her favorite pink hoodie and black tank top. "Where are we goin' today?" She grinned up at him excitedly, her London cockney as thick as ever.

"Wherever you want," He grinned at her. He meant it. If she asked him to go anywhere, he would go. He was so far gone, he couldn't deny the girl a thing. This never happened to him, he was a Time Lord. Time Lords didn't just get roped in by young blondes from the estates. But there was just something about Rose. She was just so much more than what she appeared, and as soon as he saw who she was outside of her average life, she shone, and nobody could help but be drawn to her.

She smiled a blindingly bright smile. "What about Barcelona? If I recall, you promised me dogs with no noses," She trapped her tongue between her teeth, and the Doctor couldn't help but stare at the little sliver of pink. He quickly forced his eyes away however. It wouldn't do for Rose to think he was staring. He smiled back at her and twisted a dial on the console. He set the date, and typed in the coordinates before he was off on a mad dash around the round control center.

Rose stood back and watched him dance around the console. She loved watching him as he piloted his ship. He was just so graceful. She really was done for. She was mad about him, but he didn't seem to notice. So she stayed quiet. It was better than telling him and being immediately taken back home to eat and sleep and work and do nothing more. She loved this life. And she really liked her pilot too. She was quickly distracted from these thoughts as the pilot in question asked her to press down a button to her left.

After a couple of minutes, alarms started to go off, and the Doctor's dance became even more frenzied.

"Doctor! What's going on!" Rose shouted over the rattling and groaning of the ship and the blaring alarms.

"Uhhh... Not sure! Guess we'll find out?" He looked over at her in concern, and was surprised to see that she had the same look, but directed at the ship.

"Will she be ok?"

"Yea! I think! Possibly!" He rambled. In truth he wasn't sure. And that scared him to no end. The TARDIS landed with a large crash, and the Doctor pulled himself and Rose up off of the grating. He looked at a monitor. The date was pretty near Rose's time. 2006, around March. They had landed in Cardiff, too. That wasn't too bad, he thought. At least Rose had grown to like Cardiff despite her Londoner mindset. The blonde in question raised her eyes up to look at him.

"Doctor, where are we?"

"Uhhh... Cardiff?"

"Cardiff, Earth? As in where the rift is?" He nodded and went to inspect the console.

"She won't tell me what's wrong. Apparently she's... she's changed a time-line?" He caught glimpses of the old one, Something about Cybermen, Daleks, and the void. Whatever it was, he didn't want Rose anywhere near it.

He looked up at Rose, putting on a cheerier face. "Well whatever it is, how about we go outside and-" He stopped himself as something appeared on the monitors. His face turned white, and he could feel his stomach drop to his feet.

"Doctor? Doctor, what is it, what's wrong?" Rose asked, worried.

"She has to go away for a while. As in leave. Not with us. To sustain this new timeline, we have to stay here for a while. In Cardiff. I'm sorry Rose,"

"You're worried about me right now?! Doctor, I'll be fine. Will you? Your ship is leaving, I mean, she's your ship!" Rose grabbed his hand as he watched her speak. True his ship was all he had left of Gallifrey. It would be difficult sure, but do-able. He looked over at his best friend. She was studying his face, trying to gauge his thoughts.

"I'll be fine Rose. Just... Promise you won't leave?" He met her eyes and she nodded.

"I'm never leavin' you. Promise." She gave him a small smile, and he grinned back.

They separated to go throw their things in a bag, and Rose came back out with her large duffel. Grabbing her hand, the Doctor walked slowly over to the door. He scanned the TARDIS, saying goodbye to his beloved ship. Rose squeezed his hand supportively, and ran a hand over one of the coral struts. She was going to miss this ship. It was were she had lived for two years now, and it had become more of a home than even her mum's apartment. She took a deep breath as they opened the door and stepped out. After a few moments, they heard the groaning and wheezing of the engines as the TARDIS disappeared. Rose grabbed the Doctor's hand again, and rested her head on his shoulder for a moment. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her into a hug, and rested his chin on the very top of his head. He pressed a kiss to her hair and she snuggled further into the hug.

The moment was shattered however when a familiar voice rang out. "ROSE! DOCTOR!" The two broke apart and turned to see a familiar beaming face running towards them.

"Jack?!" Rose grinned and launched herself into the man's arms. He picked her up and the two laughed as he swung her back and forth. He finally set her back down and he pulled away after a moment.

"In the flesh," He grinned down at her before looking over at the new, new Doctor, as Rose had dubbed him. He had known about regeneration, so it didn't come as too much of a shock to see a new Doctor, what did surprise him was how pretty he was, especially after his last incarnation's dislike of pretty boys. Although, looking back on it, that was probably just jealousy talking. "Nice regeneration. Very... pretty." Rose was confused at the Doctor's discomfort.

"Doctor? What's wrong?" He looked back at her.

"It's nothing just... Jack's a fixed point in time. It's a bit... upsetting for a Timelord to experience that. It's unnatural. It's taking a lot of effort not to run in the opposite direction right now, actually. It's my instincts."

"What?" Rose looked even more confused now. "A fixed point in time? What does that even mean? Doctor?"

Jack spoke before the other man could reply. "It means I can't die. I will never die. Ever. I just keep coming back." He stopped and took a breath. Suddenly he swung his arm back and slammed his fist into the Doctor's stomach. The man doubled over and groaned, the air leaving him. He stumbled back, the air leaving him. It took a moment for Rose to process what had happened.

"Jack! What the hell?!"

"You left me!" He shouted to the man who was straightening up again. The man grabbed Rose's arm as her eyes flashed.

"Rose, no. He's right. I deserve it. I'm sorry Jack. Really, I am." The man in question studied him a moment before smiling.

"So where's the TARDIS?" He noticed the way their faces fell at the mention of their home. They explained the situation to Jack, and he looked at them. This obviously wouldn't be easy. But, when opportunity knocked...

"Tell you what. I run a unit of Torchwood. You actually landed just outside our base. And before you ask, no, we are not full of assholes like Torchwood 1. We work by ourselves. And we defend the Earth. Interested?"

They had already gotten the grand tour and had met everyone. Rose and Suzie were in deep conversation about the resurrection gauntlet, and Tosh and Owen were each working on various things for that very case. Jack and the Doctor stood just outside Jack's office. They were studying the team, but Jack noticed that the Doctor's eyes kept flickering back to Rose. He grinned as this happened for the 15th time.

"You tell her yet?" The wild-haired man looked over at him.

"Tell her what?"

"You know, don't play dumb. You're crazy about her, so tell her that." The Doctor swallowed and met the other man's.

"I want to. I really do, but I can't. She's human, Jack. She will wither and die, and I'll have to watch her. I love her. I can't be allowed to have her and then have to lose her so soon. I just... can't." Jack nodded in understanding. Then he saw Owen answer his phone. He talked for a moment then closed it.

"Oi, Jack. We got another murder." The team packed up their equipment, Rose and the Doctor helping them carry things out the the large black van that was parked outside. As they pulled out of the drive, Tosh debriefed them, and Rose took a deep breath. This was her new job, the same but new. Her and the Doctor, saving the World.

I hope you like it! I would be extra super happy if you would review and all that, because I am sick and yea. For me? To make me happy? Pleeeeaaase? Follow and Favorite? That little button down below wants to be pushed! Xoxo, Roxy