I apologize for the lateness. I was going to post last night but I was having internet problems. Just to warn you all, this starts out pretty good but I only had two days to write the last two chapters so the end is kind of ripped off from Journey's End but it isn't exactly like that episode but a lot is similar.
I hope you like this chapter.
I gasped in shock as I stepped through the blue wooden doors, and then stepped back out to examine the box. On the outside, it was about the size of a small closet but when I stepped back in, it was huge. I saw stairways leading up and corridors leading this way and that.
"How, how is this possible?" I asked as I walked up the ramp and looked around.
"Welcome to the TARDIS, Jenny," my dad said with a smile and outstretched arms. "This," he pointed to the large circle in the middle of our current area and said, "is the console. It's like a big steering wheel."
I saw gadgets of all kinds. I saw things that looked like cranks and a car's gear shifts. I saw a small monitor that looked like an old-fashioned TV and a red phone on a hook. All that sat on a raised counter around a cylindrical column with blown glass inside of its clear glass casing.
My eyes were wide with amazement as my dad led me to a seat near the monitor He sat down and motioned for me to take a seat next to him.
Dad gave me a less-than-a-minute tour of the TARDIS and afterward I looked around and saw a red haired girl leaning against the ramp's railing.
"Who's…?" I started but was interrupted by my dad.
"Sorry, Jenny. This is Amy, Amy Pond," Dad said motioning toward the red head.
I smiled then turned back to my dad. "Where's Donna?"
"Um, Donna had to leave. And Martha. But, it's okay. I have Amy and Rory now," he said with a kind of sad expression. I could tell something was wrong, but I didn't want to push it.
"Who's that, Doctor?" said a man that had walked into the console room and put his arm around Amy. I immediately assumed this was Rory.
"I'm Jenny," I said, smiling at him, but he still looked confused. "I'm the Doctor's daughter."
"And, er, who's your mum?"
"Don't have one," I said and spun around with a smile.
My dad explained the whole Messaline story to the couple as I looked around the console, examining the instruments and wondering what each did.
Soon I heard a cough; like someone was clearing their throat and I looked up to see Jack standing behind me.
"Jenny, we need to talk," Jack said and walked to the TARDIS doors.
As I followed him and stepped out when he opened the doors for me, I noticed something about his face, something serious and hurt at the same time.
"Jenny," he said in a slightly harsh tone when we were alone and the doors were closed back. "How could you not tell me who you are?"
"Jack, it's not like it was deliberate, you never asked."
"I shouldn't have had to."
I was silent for a moment and soon blurted out, 'It's not like I'm the only one with secrets, you know?"
"What do you mean?"
"How do you know my dad?" I asked then another question came to mind. "When we first met, why did you choose me to give that vortex manipulator?" I asked, remembering when we first met. I remember us making a promise that we wouldn't talk about our pasts until we were ready. We wouldn't bother the other with stories about where we came from until we trusted each other completely.
"Tell me, Jack. I'm dying to know," I said with acid in my voice.
"I just, noticed something about you, something in your eyes."
This almost shocked me. I've heard that the eyes are the windows to the soul, so to speak, and that, no matter what might change about you (your appearance, your weight, your height, or even the kind of person you are), your eyes stay the same. I mean, yeah, they might age or change in color, but they are always the same.
"Well, what about everything else? Where did you even get it?" I asked, crossing my arms and raising a brow.
"Do you want the truth?" he almost yelled.
"That'd be nice," I said with more acid in my voice.
"I am like you, not from Earth. I am an ex time-agent – that's where I got the vortex manipulator – and now I work with Torchwood."
"Elaborate a bit, please." My voice hadn't fluctuated much from my previous statement.
"Sorry, a time-agent is a time-traveling con man. Torchwood is an agency that was originally founded to go against the Doctor…"
"My dad," I interrupted but apologized after he glared at me.
"But, a few years ago, it was destroyed and I rebuilt it in his honor. Now we battle the aliens with him and we help him whenever we can. There are about five of us now but, it works well that way."
I was still confused but didn't feel like fighting about it anymore. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you who I am, Jack, I truly am sorry. But now you know. You know what I am and who I am. I was scared, Jack. When I first met you, I was scared out of my wits. I didn't know where my Dad was and I didn't know anybody else but the people on Messaline and one other person. I was afraid to tell people the truth."
"I understand. The people I work with don't even know the truth about me."
"So, Jack, how are we different? I didn't tell you everything about myself, you didn't tell me everything about you; you haven't even told your team. How are we different? "
"I guess," he hesitated, "we aren't."
I reached for his hand and we walked into the TARDIS, fingers intertwined.
"So, Jenny. I have a sonic screwdriver. Long story short, it does countless things, but can't get through wood. Don't know why, it just doesn't. What do you want? A screwdriver like me or a pen or, what do girls like? Maybe lipstick or a…"
I couldn't help but laugh as my father as he manically rattled off random objects and turned puzzled when he realized he was babbling. "I'll take whatever you can give me," I said after composing myself.
The TARDIS shot a small devise out of a chute and Dad handed it to me.
It was a sleek black and silver pen with a little light on top and two buttons, one underneath the clip and one near the tip. I pressed the one near the tip and it expanded in my hand. There were more buttons with minuscule labels.
"Those are for settings. I can get you a manual but I like trial and error; it's more fun like that," Dad said, smiling.
"Let's go somewhere. Quick trip just to show you what this thing can do," Dad said looking up toward the TARDIS' monitor then he whirled around.
He turned a crank and held it there, then, realizing that I was next to him, instructed me to keep the barometer above the crank level on 180. He played with a few gadgets and held buttons and gears with both hands and a foot, holding his balance with only his left foot jammed in a cubby hole, the only thing that kept him balanced.
The engines soon made a noise like fingernails scraping at guitar strings and then a shutter and a slight jolt as we took off then shortly landed.
"Where are we?" I asked my dad as he released all the buttons and steadied himself back on two feet.
He walked to the main doors and flung them wide open.
"We are on the planet Luma, the continent of Bristol. It's a lot like Earth in many ways," Dad said, and as he said it, I knew exactly where we were.
I looked at the familiar sky with the sun hanging just above the tree line and the sky a perfect shade of blue. The grass was tall and it swayed in the wind. I saw a couple walking, hand in hand and as soon as I heard the woman's laugh like wind chimes, I knew exactly where I was; Grand Meryl, Shamana..
"Ivy," I shouted as I ran out the doors.
Ivy dropped the man's hand and ran toward me with open arms.
"Jenny! I can't believe it's you. Where have you been?" she asked as we hugged each other then she pulled away and looked at me at arm's length.
"I've been on Messaline and Earth and a few places in between," I said as I examined her. "What have you been up to?" I asked as I saw a glint of rainbow light flash off of something to my right.
"Well," she said as she held up her left hand," he proposed. We got married last month," she said holding her hand up.
I grabbed her hand and held it up. The diamond sparkled in the bright, mid-day sun.
"Congratulations," I said then hugged her again.
We pulled away and when I turned around I saw four faces, looking at me with confused expressions.
"Sorry. Everyone, this is Ivy. Ivy, this is Jack, Amy, Rory, and my dad, just call him Doctor," I said, pointing to each one in turn. "Ivy is part Time Lord… or Time Lady, whatever."
"How did you meet?" Dad asked shacking Ivy's hand.
"When I left Messaline, this was the first place I found. I landed here and Ivy was the first person I met. At the time she was living alone and her fiancée at the time was deployed to war. I sensed another one like me."
Dad nodded slightly and looked toward Ivy with a puzzled look.
"So, Ivy, who are your parents?" Dad asked. "I've been here a couple times, known a few faces."
"Susan Moss and a man called Theta. I didn't know my dad but my mom told me wonderful stories about him."
"Theta, as in the Greek letter Theta?" my father asked.
"That's it," she nodded.
"Can I talk to Jenny for a minute?" my dad asked.
"So, what's going on?" I asked as soon as we entered the TARDIS, shooting him a sideways glance.
"Um, her maiden name is Moss?"
"Yeah. What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing. Um, and you said she is part Time Lord?"
"Yeah. Can you sense it too?" I asked, starting to get worried.
"Jenny, look at this," Dad said as he took a silver fob watch with scientific looking engravings and flipped it over.
On the back, engraved in black lettering, was Θ, the Greek letter Theta.
I looked up at him with wide eyes and a partially opened mouth.
"You?" I asked, still shocked beyond words.
"Jenny," Dad said as I turned around, "Meet your sister," he said as I turned and stared out a tiny hexagon-shaped window in the TARDIS at Ivy. Her long honey-blonde hair blowing in the breeze and her green eyes resembling leaves. I knew I sensed something about her.
