Reunited by Sian
Synopsis: Neither Jack nor the Doctor are happy
about how they left things
Characters: The
Doctor (ten), Jack, Ianto
Episode/Spoilers:
Doctor Who - 2 x13 Doomsday & some series 3 spoilers. Torchwood
- 1x07 Greeks Bearing Gifts.
Rating: PG
Notes: I've been writing Jack/Ten fics all
summer (had to update this one after Torchwood started) - this is
the first I've posted, there will be more.
Part Three
The Doctor slammed the TARDIS door shut, threw his coat over a support strut and went over to the console. He set the coordinates, turned everything on and then stood staring at the green light of the time rotor. He couldn't leave, not like this. Yes, he was angry that Jack would work for Torchwood, and he was uncomfortable with Jack's resurrection - even though he knew that wasn't Jack's choice or fault, it still rankled. He couldn't just abandon him though; Jack had been a good friend and had died because of him. And, if Jack had been brought back they way the Doctor thought, then he was fairly certain there would be consequences. He shut everything back down and left the console room, heading to the kitchen for a strong cup of tea.
He couldn't just go and find Jack now, well he could, but he didn't want to. They both needed time to cool down before the faced each other again.
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Jack had been shut in his office since he'd returned to the hub an hour earlier. When Owen had tried to ask him about some tests they'd been running, he'd got his head bitten off and since then no one had dared disturb Jack. When a call came in, they nominated Ianto to tell him. But he seemed to have calmed down; at least he didn't threaten Ianto with violence. He did tell him that he was sure Gwen, Tosh and Owen could handle the call.
Once the others had gone, Jack started scanning for the Doctor. He knew their scanners couldn't pick up the TARDIS but they could detect the Doctor. He went back through the morning's records and found the Time Lord outside their building. He'd hoped it was just a case of tracking him as he walked back to the TARDIS, of course it couldn't be that simple, there were dead spots in the scanners and he lost the trail after a mile.
When Ianto came down from the front office, he called him over. "I want you to keep checking for the Doctor, on the scanners and the CCTV. You find him you let me know, no one else. You got that?"
Ianto nodded. "We got readings earlier, I should be able to set up a program to look out for him. Tosh could do it better than me though."
"No!" It was bad enough that Ianto knew about the Doctor's arrival in Cardiff, without the rest of the team being involved.
"I'll do it then." Ianto started typing, writing some code to scan for the Doctor's bio signs. "How do you know him?" he asked.
"What makes you think I know him? He's mentioned in Torchwood's charter, he's the reason we were founded."
"Yeah I know. But... before, outside... you looked like you knew him, sounded like that." Ianto glanced nervously at Jack, knowing he was crossing the line.
"Just set up the program. I want to know the next time he appears in Cardiff."
"It's done," Ianto said. "I've set it to send the alert to you rather than the system. Are the bosses hunting for him then?" he asked, continuing before he lost his nerve, "Because they shouldn't. I'm pretty sure he saved us at London, that's what I heard anyway."
"The top brass seem happy to leave him alone. No one's looking for him but me. It has nothing to do with London. No one else is to know about this, okay?"
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Jack was just about to go to bed that night, when an alarm on his wrist band sounded. He climbed back up into his office and turned the monitor on - he'd taken onboard Ianto's continued warnings about the light from monitors upsetting the pterodactyl. He watched the scanners, there was no CCTV in that area, but the Doctor appeared to be standing still. He put on his coat and left the building.
Fifteen minutes later, he arrived at a recreation ground. He took a torch and walked past the swings and slide, across the football pitch and towards the changing rooms, following the tracker he was carrying. When he walked around the back of the changing rooms, he saw the faint lights from the windows on the TARDIS. As he shone his torch around, the beam landed on the Doctor, standing leaning against his ship.
"Thought I'd have to wait here all night," the Doctor commented. "You want to come in?" he offered and opened the TARDIS door. "Of course, I'm guessing you still have your own key, pity your scanners can't pick her up or you could have been here much earlier."
"How do you know the scanners... never mind." Jack followed the Doctor inside the ship. "You not worried I'll hit you again?"
"No. But then common sense has never been one of my strong points. Close the door, don't want to let any stray cats in."
Jack closed the door and followed the Doctor across the room. When he reached the console he found himself stroking it affectionately, before he caught himself and smiled self-consciously. He turned to face the Doctor. "I'm sorry I hit you."
"Really?"
"Well, maybe not the first punch," Jack admitted. He stood looking around; it was like he'd never left, like the last six years of his life hadn't happened. But they had and he wanted answers. "Do you have any alcohol?"
"Of course, in the study. You know the way." The Doctor stood back and let Jack go first.
Part Four ...
