~The New Face must learn how to Blink~
A/N: I do not own Doctor Who or have any rights to it, all characters belong to the BBC Wales.
Sally looked up from her map of Cardiff and saw the monument of Daniel Owen in the middle of the village of Flintshire.
"Aha, this is the one," she muttered to herself. She had heard many rumours in the village about this statue apparently moving when no one was looking. Most of the village thought it to be legend that the statue had once been in a kneeling position, however it now stood tall, looking out to the hills beyond. Ever since she had encountered The Doctor in Wester Drumlins, she had been fascinated by the Weeping Angels and had been scouring the country following legends and rumours about monuments 'coming to life' and people going missing, with no trace of where they were. Sometimes the odd person appeared in a hospital, or a retirement home, with the same name and some of the same memories, however many years older. This had been baffling the British public and government for years, but Sally knew the truth. She moved cautiously around the statue, careful not to blink or get distracted from it. It may have been an odd sight to anyone who was watching, but she was intent on tracking down every last Angel, and (hopefully at some time on her mission) meeting The Doctor again.
'I should probably have thought of a way to freeze you forever before trying to find you,' Sally thought, and felt like kicking herself. Then a loud bang followed by screams erupted from behind her, sounding like a few blocks away. She tore her eyes away from the Angel for a brief moment at the sound of it, and when she turned back, the Angel had twisted its head to look at her.
"That was stupid of me. I'll be back in a few minutes," she said to the statue, before racing off to investigate.
When Sally arrived at the scene, she could just make out a human or animal form from in the brick dust cloud, which had taken place on a mainly deserted sidewalk. Many people were running away from the incidence, although some were standing still, trying to make sense of the happenings. A black jeep pulled up abruptly on the side of the road, and two people jumped out of it, guns at hand and rushed into the cloud of dust. They dragged something out of the rubble, one hand on the creature, the other pointing a gun at it. They had put a black blanket over it, although Sally saw a foot dragging along the ground, and it didn't look human. They thrust it in the back of the jeep and the woman approached the crowd.
"Clear off! Nothing to see here. Just a hoax probably pulled by some school kids," she waved the crowd away, and most of them left, muttering to each other, but Sally remained.
"Didn't I say to clear off? Nothing to see," the woman said, making her way back to the jeep.
"That was an alien wasn't it?" Sally called after her. She hesitated mid-step and turned around to face Sally.
"How did you-"
"It looked like one. I know The Doctor," Sally replied, hoping that mentioning The Doctor would give her more of a chance of getting some answers.
"You know The Doctor? Well, you'd better speak to Jack Harkness then. He's over by the car," the woman directed Sally to where a man was packing up some equipment.
"Jack, this girl claims she knows The Doctor."
"Does she now? So what can I do for you gorgeous?" The man turned around, showing light brown hair and a flirty smile.
"I have a boyfriend," Sally remarked.
"Yeah, and I have a tattoo of my ex-girlfriend on my left ankle."
"I'm sorry, but what's that got to do with anything?" Sally asked.
"I thought we were listing things we regret," he shrugged.
"Anyway, that was an alien wasn't it?" Sally changed the subject.
"Yes it was, that bastard created all of this drama. A Weevil to be specific, and a particular nasty one at that. How do you know The Doctor?"
"It's kind of complicated. We worked together somewhat against the Weeping Angels," Sally explained. Jack gave her a confused look.
"The what?"
"The Weeping Angels! The Lonely Assassins or whatever you want to call them. Take the form of statues and can only move when you're not looking at them. Ring a bell?"
"No, never heard of them. Are they aliens?" Jack inquired. Sally explained to Jack and Gwen (the woman) for quite some time about the Weeping Angels and her experience with them. She then talked about what she'd been doing the past few years after her meeting with The Doctor. Jack and Gwen were very attentive listeners, and didn't say much until she had finished.
"So The Doctor was talking to you through a DVD? I knew he was a genius, but that takes it to a whole new level!" Jack laughed.
"And you're looking for these Angels to not just bring them down, but in the hope one of these days The Doctor will appear again?" Gwen added. Sally nodded.
"He really changed my mind and my perspective on the world we live in. I lost two friends to the Angels, and I don't want to lose anymore."
"Are you here searching for any at the moment?" Jack asked.
"Yeah, I had just found one, right before I heard the explosion."
"Wait, so do you have any equipment for dealing with these creatures?" Gwen said, and when Sally shook her head faintly, replied, "Well I'm not letting you back out there until we sort out some plans and weapons for dealing with them! You're coming back with us." Sally groaned, irritated that she wouldn't be able to go back to the Angel in the square.
"But there's one right over there in that square! You can't do this to me!"
"After what you've just told us about the Weeping Angels, I am not going to risk losing you to those creatures. Now hop in the car and we'll take you back to my place," Gwen grabbed Sally's hand and half dragged her into the car.
"Fine, but we better be back within the next few days," she grumbled, and Jack turned around in his seat, and flashed Sally a charming smile.
"Don't worry princess, we'll be back. Just need to get our plans straight."
"Could you not call me that? My name is Sally, not princess or gorgeous," Sally rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to let his good looks and charm win her over.
"Wow, bit feisty this one Jack," Gwen smirked at Jack's defeated look.
"Well I do like them feisty," he chuckled, back into his old act.
"So how do you know The Doctor?" Sally inquired.
"We met about half a century ago at the London Blitz. I'm a time agent and also a con man, so was trying to get him to invest in a piece of useless space junk. We saved the world that night, as well as becoming friends after what we'd been through," Jack explained.
"But you don't look over sixty years old?"
"I know, looking good aren't I?" he grinned, running his hand through his dark hair.
"How far away do you live?" Sally inquired, hoping it wasn't too far.
"About half an hour's drive from here. It's the only place we have after the Hub was destroyed," she became sentimental in the last part. Even Jack became quiet, and Sally remained silent, making it out to be a sensitive topic.
"But Torchwood's still going. We are British y'know, we carry on," Gwen said and Sally nodded in agreement.
"When was the last time you saw The Doctor?" Sally asked.
"A while back. Must have been back on Clom. Piece of advice, never choose Clom to go on holiday to, you may accidentally erupt a dormant volcano by using too much sonic. Or is that just when you're with The Doctor?" Jack mused to himself, and Sally laughed.
"You lot seem to talk a lot of nonsense. I love it!"
"Well get used to it, it's the only language we speak," Jack grinned.