Hello everyone! Tobie of insanityweekly here. For those of you just joining us, this is a rewrite/repost of my and Kat's story A Family Reunion. Originally we had this posted in both the Doctor Who and Torchwood fandoms, then realized that was a bad thing and so, we brought it here to the crossover section.

Now, we started this a while ago, so I guess you could just consider it AU where the Torchwood characters are concerned in that it's Jack/Gwen (don't like it, don't read it—but if the Janto shippers will ignore it, it's a good storyline! We swear!) and also—well, you can just read and find out what the other difference is.

Summary: When an extremely powerful race threatens the very existence of humanity, old family secrets are brought to light. The Torchwood team and the Doctor are prepared to do whatever it takes to stop the enemy, and protect the ones they love.

Disclaimer: If we actually owned Torchwood and Doctor Who, things would go very differently. For example, all the characters would still be on Torchwood and Rose would still be the Doctor's companion. Hell, more than a companion. So, don't go suing us as we own nothing.

Rating: T for now.

Pairings: Rose/10, Jack/Gwen (again, don't like don't read), Tosh/Owen, Ianto/OC

Spoilers: The ghost episode of Doctor Who (9th Doctor, 3rd Episode), Doomsday, the one with Satellite Five—Torchwood: Countrycide and Cyberwoman. Takes place post-Last of the Time Lords (or is it Sound of the Drums? One of those two…)

Chapter 1

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"Owen, I swear you ask me that one more time and I will shoot you!" Jack warned from the driver's seat. Gwen turned away from him to hide her smirk. Owen slumped back into his seat and stared out the window.

"He does have a point," Tosh said. "We've been on this road for a good 2 hours now. What are we looking for anyway?"

"We'll know it when we see it." Jack assured her.

"Are we there yet?" Jack turned and glared at Owen.

"Tosh, can you reach into the glove compartment and hand me my gun?" He asked sweetly. Tosh leaned forward, smirking.

"Tosh!"

"Oh calm down," she ordered, rolling her eyes. "It's not like we'd actually let him shoot you."

"When you said we'd know it when we see it, did you mean something like that?" Gwen pointed out the window at a menacing cloud that was swirling over what appeared to be an opening in the rift.

"That's slightly ominous," Owen deadpanned.

"That would be it, yes." Jack swerved, taking the car off-road.

"Is something trying to get through?"

"Judging by the gap I'd say it already is," Jack frowned. The car slowed to a stop some feet from the opening. "Tosh?" He looked over at the tech geek who was hunched over her laptop.

"It's hard to say—I wish you had let us take the SUV; then I would have the proper software to work with."

"Well it's not like I knew the rift was going to open up when I sent Ianto out on his errand," Jack huffed.

"Speaking of," Gwen drawled.

"He's picking someone up," Jack explained. "Tosh—can you tell us anything?"

"Well, it looks as though something is coming through," she affirmed. "I can't determine what it is exactly, but, it's almost through from what I can tell."

"Ok, everyone out." Jack threw the door open and stepped out. "Stay at least 10 feet back from the gap, 5 feet back from me, ok? Tosh, stay in the car and monitor whatever it is coming through ok? Tell me if there's any change in activity."

"Alright," Tosh nodded. "I can tell you that there are insane amounts of energy levels here. Whatever came through has quite a bit of power."

"Well isn't that lovely." Owen slammed the car door shut and took a deep breath. "Oh God," he gagged. "Ugh, what is that smell!"

"I thought we already covered this." Gwen shook her head, patting the medic on the shoulder. "It's grass Owen. Get over it." The cloud began to dissipate in the air, leaving a grey haze hanging in the air.

"What has that kind of energy that can tear through the rift?" Owen wondered aloud.

"A lot of things," Jack frowned. He pulled his gun out, training it on the gap. "Watch for movement." They slowly continued towards the tear in the rift, their legs growing shakier with every step.

"Jack!" Tosh screeched. "Gwen! Owen! Turn—" A loud beeping noise filled the air, and they all turned before Tosh could even finish her sentence. Jack shoved his two team members behind him, fixing his gun on the robotic creatures before them.

"Get down!" He ordered, preparing to fire.

"What are—"

"Daleks," Jack said, cutting her off. He shoved her back, throwing her onto the ground.

"We. Come. In. Peace!" One of the Daleks cried.

"Peace!" Jack let out a sardonic laugh. "When have the Daleks ever been about peace!? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't blow you up!"

"Your primitive weaponry is no match for us!" A second cried. "We seek refuge! They are back. They are not dead! They will destroy us!" Jack was thrown by its tone. Daleks never showed emotion, they didn't feel. But there was something about the mechanical twang in its voice that made Jack believe it sounded, almost scared. Only one possible explanation popped into his head.

"Who?" He asked. "The Time Lords?"

"No! Daleks do not fear Time Lords!" The leader emphasized.

"What do Daleks fear?" He asked.

"Daleks fear the Malum Vox!" A third cried. "They will destroy all that live!"