This story hasn't gotten a ton of followers or reviews. But I'm hoping after this chapter it will. I've really been trying to keep the plot a secret up until now. I really hope my readers will enjoy this.

The Doctor ran over to Mavis who was still lying on the TARDIS grating. She wasn't moving, but he checked her pulse and decided she was just unconscious from the lightning strike.

He ran towards the controls and quickly got them off Earth. He stabilized the TARDIS so that she was floating in open space, close enough to Earth to get a good look at it.

Hopping over Mavis on the way, he sprinted to the door and jerked it open. He saw Earth, sitting in the middle of space like it always was, except the entire surface was covered in thick, purple clouds.

The Doctor stood there for a moment, trying to figure out what was wrong and what he was going to do. He heard Mavis moaning from behind him, so he slammed the door shut and knelt beside her.

He watched intently as she opened her eyes. She looked slightly dazed, but her pupils were not dilated, so she was not concussed.

Mavis sat up slowly, leaning back on her hands for support. The Doctor could see that she was slowly coming back to her senses.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"I need to call my mum," she mumbled.

The Doctor took that as a yes, and he helped her stand up.

"You can use the TARDIS phone," he spoke, guiding her towards the console, "Any phone that you have won't have any service, because we're not on Earth anymore. I need to run some tests to figure out what's going on down there, so just do what you need to do."

Mavis nodded curtly and picked up the phone. The Doctor went to the other side of the console and scanned Earth for any traces of alien technology that could have started the massive storm. But, being his nosy self, also listened in on Mavis' phone conversation.

She giggled as soon as the ringing stopped. "This is Mavis. . . . . Yeah is my mum there? . . . . . Can I please talk to her? . . . . . . Thanks. . . . . Hi mum it's me," The Doctor heard a woman yelling on the other line, but couldn't make out any words. "Two days?" Mavis exclaimed, giving the Doctor a dirty glare. He shrugged, at least it wasn't a year. "Yeah I'm sorry, I'll explain everything when I see you. . . . . . No I'm not at home I'm with someone. Actually, we may be able to come to you. . . . . . . Look I will see you soon, we'll discuss this later. . . . . Love you too," she hung up.

"Why is your mum at work?" he asked as soon as the conversation was ended. "I would expect everyone to be in their homes, huddled in the corner with their doors locked."

"She..." Mavis hesitated. "Well, her job... It isn't exactly a normal one."

The Doctor raised his eyebrows in question. "What 'not normal' job requires her to be working at a time like this?"

Mavis gazed down at the floor for a few moments, before her eyes returned to his. "She works for an organization that deals with aliens. It's called Torchwood."

The Doctor's eyes widened. He hadn't been expecting that, but it did explain quite a few things.

"So that's why you're so comfortable around aliens?"

Mavis nodded.

"So you actually were looking for my TARDIS? I've encountered people with Torchwood before, so that would be how you got information."

"Yes and no. I was looking for the TARDIS, but not because of Torchwood," her voice dropped off at the last few words.

The Doctor thought that this conversation would hopefully be answering some of his questions. However, his curiosity about this girls was growing with every word she spoke.

"Well," he said, "why were you looking for it? And how can you speak psychically? Did Torchwood do some kind of experiment on you?"

Mavis let out a held breath. "Look, there's a lot of things you don't understand, and I know you have questions, but it's not my place to answer them. So you might as well just let it go."

The strong tone of her voice surprised the Doctor, so he just nodded and went back to running the scans.

"I also think it would be a good idea if we went to see my mum," Mavis expressed out of the blue. "She might have some answers, and she wants to know that I'm okay."

The Doctor sighed. There were downfalls of having such a young girl aboard, and he really hated having to work with Torchwood. "Oh, alright," he moaned, "but I need to finish running these tests. It might take an hour or so. Make yourself comfortable."

Mavis grinned.

Forty-five minutes later, Mavis and the Doctor were sitting on the grating having a race with Rubik's cubes with Muse blaring in the background. Mavis was concentrating hard on her cube, and she finished before the Doctor was even close.

"Hah!" she shouted, "I won again! You owe me ten quid, again."

The Doctor handed over the money and mumbled something about being a nine hundred year old genius, and there was no way a fourteen year old human should be able to beat him at a Rubik's cube.

"How much longer are those scans going to take," she said as she stood up and started walking around.

The Doctor pointed his sonic at the console, turning off the music and checking the scan progress. "Should be about fifteen more minutes."

Mavis sat down in the captain's chair and watched as the Doctor came over to join her. They sat in slightly awkward silence before the Doctor finally broke it.

"So you told me the reason you could see the TARDIS is because you wanted to get off Earth. I know you were lying now, but... is there any truth to that?"

Mavis stared at the console and nodded slightly. "Yeah. I mean, growing up with my mom I heard so many stories about aliens and different worlds, and knowing about that stuff... it just kind of dulls the excitement of everyday life. I absolutely hate getting up every morning and doing the same thing at school everyday. I feel like there is so much out there to see, and if I only have eighty years of life, I don't want to waste it on a job."

Mavis moved her eyes towards the Doctor's face, trying to gauge his reaction. She couldn't tell for sure, but she thought she saw a hint of a smile in his eyes.

What are you thinking about? she asked in his mind.

The Doctor turned his head sharply, glaring at her for a moment before relaxing. She was surprised to hear him respond back telepathically.

The way you just explained... all of that. It's exactly what I think.

Mavis smiled. We're pretty alike, you and me.

A loud beeping sound tore through the moment. The Doctor sprung from the seat and started operating the console and staring at the screen. Mavis leaned back on the seat and crossed her arms over her chest. She watched the man in his element, every move done with fervor and intensity. He looked so alive.

"Well the storms definitely from and alien origin," he rambled. "I can't pinpoint a specific area just yet, which means there could be things generating the storm all across Earth. I definitely haven't seen anything like this before. It's not an atmospheric disturbance, nor is it natural. Well, I guess it could be natural, if we were discussing another planet, but this is Earth. I say we go down and see your mum and Torchwood, and see what else we come up with. What do you say?"

Mavis was gaping at him through his entire speech; she had never heard anyone talk so much in her entire life. She quickly shut her mouth and responded, "Yeah that sounds fine to me."

The Doctor grinned and pulled a lever. The TARDIS shook as it prepared to land.

Jack Harkness ran over to the telephone and picked up.

"Captain Jack Harkness, and you are? . . . . . Oh yeah! Mavis! Can I do anything for you on this fine and stormy day? . . . . . Yeah she's here. . . . . Of course. One sec."

Jack pulled the phone away from his ear and covered it with his palm. "Some girl name Mavis wants to speak with her mother."

He heard a loud bang from behind a wall, and seconds later a blond woman came running towards him.

Jack put the phone back up to his ear and said, "Here she is Mavis. Good luck.

The woman ripped the phone out of his hands before he could even hear the girl say thanks.

"Where the hell have you been?! I you disappeared two days ago and you won't answer your phone or anythin'. Do you have any idea how worried I've been?" Jack was trying to look busy, when really he was listening in on the concerned mother's conversation. "Yes two days! Are you not gonna' to apologize or anythin'? . . . . . . Don't go outside, you probably have enough sense not to do that though. Are you at home? . . . . . . Who the hell are you with? How are you gonna get all the way out here? I'm in Cardiff. . . . . Alright but I expect answers. Love you. See you soon."

Jack whistled merrily as the woman hung up the phone. He pretended to be absorbed in his work, but she knew him to well.

"Don't you pretend for one second that you didn't hear any of that," she scolded. "I know you can't resist eavesdroppin'."

Jack turned to her and smiled seductively. "Yeah you know me too well. Although, you could get to know me better, if you know what I mean."

The blond punched him hard in the arm. "I won't fall for any of your tricks and you know that."

The woman started walking towards the computers. She stared at the data they had been collecting from the freak storm, trying to make sense of some of it. Jack quickly joined her.

"Do you know who Mavis is with?" he asked nonchalantly as he stared at a screen.

"No idea," she answered, matching his tone.

"Do you think it could be him?"

She didn't say anything for a while. Jack didn't want to get her hopes too high, but he wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Could be anyone, really," is what she finally said.

Both turned back to analyzing information, the silence filled only by the sounds of harmonious bleeping. After a good ten minutes, the woman spoke, "I think I found a pattern, come look."

Jack waltzed towards the computer his coworker was looking at, and saw what she had found.

"Oh you are brilliant. I'm glad we hired you."

The woman smiled, her tongue poking out between her teeth.

Jack bolted away from the computers and grabbed his gray military coat from the railing. He slipped it on before giving orders to the blond.

"Get your coat Rosie, we're gonna go find some aliens.

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