"Welcome to the alternate library of the imagination, fiction from every era, time line and dimension." The pretty librarian keeper/indexer smiled at them softly, "We have a billion and fifty thousand and counting works being added as we speak."
The Doctor and Jack towered over the living vortex. She dimpled, "You're names sirs?"
"The Doctor, and captain Jack Harkness," The time lord supplied eagerly.
Jack frowned, his handsome face growing disturbed, "Why are we still here? Isn't this an alternate universe? We could be causing the universes to explode!"
The doctor twitched at the raise in the captain's voice, "Relax Jack! The fabric of reality is not falling apart, though I probably lost the tennis court off the TARDIS… and some other parts," The Doctor did some quick figuring in his head, "But nothing I can't miss…" He shivered - like finding the coordinates to this special place was tantamount to good foreplay, "This is a special pocket universe… a paradox library full of works about fictional characters written by well everyone that has ever written …."
Jack had stopped listening, and was wandering around. The space was mind bogglingly large and seemed to go on forever in any direction. Plus, even though they were indoors, it felt like sky in here. It looked like a pink, fuchsia wash of whirring clouds. What they were standing on wasn't exactly earth or concrete or dirt, but nothing. Where ever they stepped, a force field came up and meet with the bottoms of their feet. It had taken some getting used to. Jack had almost fallen a few times, and had been grasped by the arm by the skinny, yet strong time lord. The time lord had barely stumbled but kept a constant confident stride, as if the floor was made for him. Apparently that was the key to not falling.
Circling high above them were bytes of stored data, trillions of it, running in concentric circles, and glowing.
"Beautiful!" He tweaked the library keepers cheek fondly, "Brilliant – just brilliant!"
"Last time, I was here… I was busy saving the library from collapse so I didn't get a chance to look at any books, how many alternate realities do you think there are you there Jack?" The doctor asked blightly. Jack frowned again and the Doctor decided that he didn't like when the time agent did that, "Hundreds… not hundreds of millions, "Jack said in a matter of fact voice, hitching his hands on his hips.
"Exaaactly…. You can't count them all! They're like drops of water in a lake, like rain! Countless! Every action produces an alternate, and opposite action some where else!" The doctor had gone into bubbly, hyperactive mode.
"And?" Jack had an idea of where this was heading but he wanted the time lord to complete his reasoning. A rambling time lord was very sexy after all. And said time lord had stopped being irritated by his fix-pointedness, "Please say it, you're teasing me," Jack groaned playfully.
The doctor pierced him with a dark look.
"Oh come on! I'm just joking Doc, what does it mean?" He clapped the doctor on the back.
"It means JACK, that there's a good chance that some where else we're being written about from the perspective of being fictional characters." The Doctor's voice had gone up a few notches in pitch, and his eyes shone.
Jack slowly responded, "So you're saying that there's fan fiction about us here?" The light that comes to the captain's face can't be repressed, "Then what are we waiting for, let's see what this library has to offer," He gave the short library keeper a charming smile and notices he hasn't dropped the usual Jack Harkness greeting combo.
"I haven't said hello yet," he took her hand and kissed it. She looks up, and takes her hand back and blushes from her face to her décolletage.
"You never change – do you?" The doctor nearly rolls his eyes.
"What, there's nothing wrong with saying hello!"
"Not when you're doing it Jack!" Which is true because Jack just standing is enough to make some drop their skirts or trousers.
"Oh, leave off Doctor, you're just jealous!" He taunted.
The little girl grew flustered between them and ahemed delicately.
They both look at her, and shower her with fetching smiles.