Chapter III. JackRose everyone else*Torchwood team, Ianto, Gwen, Tosh, Owen*-for phone conversation.
Rose took a deep breath as she tried to calm her racing pulse. Hey, why are you so freaked out? It's only Jack… Rose dialled the number and let it ring.
"Hello?"
Rose let out the breath she didn't realise she was holding.
"Jack? It's me, Rose."
"Hold on, don't go anywhere…" Rose bit her lip as she waited for Jack to come back on the phone.
"Hey, did you go anywhere? Okay, so do you mind if I put you on speaker at all? Just so everyone else can hear too…"
"That's fine with me."
"So, what did you call us for?" Rose was a little confused when Jack said that.
"Um, you told me to call you as soon as possible, remember?"
"Oh. *smack* Duh. Yeah, well, we found out that you work at NCIS, correct?"
"Uh-huh."
"So, we're gonna say we're a branch from…UNIT…right? Right Ian?"
"Yes, idiot."
"See Rose! Tell Ian to stop bullying me!"
"Ianto, would this ruin my chance of coffee?"
"Possibly."
"Sorry, Jack. I don't want to jeopardise my coffee chance."
"Huh."
"So, you're going to visit me? When?"
"How about…tomorrow. Pretend you don't know that we're coming and you don't know us, until something happens. Like, you don't recognise us so that it doesn't seem suspicious, okay?"
"Sure, but until what happens?" The other side of the phone was quiet for a moment.
"Jack? Are you still there?"
"Yup! You ain't getting' rid of me that quickly, Blondie."Rose giggled when Jack called her 'Blondie' again.
"I know! Jack will do the Gangnam Style dance. He's been obsessed with that."
"That would most certainly make me remember him. When we travelled with the ninth Doctor, we taught Mickey and the Doctor how to dance it! That's a brilliant idea, Ian."
"No! That would be humiliating!"
"I don't see how that's a problem, since you constantly did that by flirting with others…"
"Hey!"
"It's true."
"What if we dance it with you?"
"Fine."
"Will it give me extra time in the bedroom?"
*smack*
"Ianto Jones! Take your dirty thoughts somewhere else!"
"Of course!"
*smack*
"Jack Harkness! You too!"
"Yes mother…I mean Tosh."
"Okay, so tomorrow, and I don't act like I know you until Jack turns on Gangnam style and you all start dancing?"
"Yup! Can't wait to see you, Blondie."
"And us too, Rose. We miss you."
"I miss you all too. Oh and Jack, I'm now called Flower and English Rose."
"English Rose?"
"Yeah, it's what Princess Diana was called, I think that's what Ducky said…"
"Wait, you know a guy named Ducky?"
"Yeah, his name is Doctor Donald 'Ducky' Mallard. Don't make fun of him."
"Of course not!"
"There's also this guy who's just like you! You guys would get on together famously."
"Is he as good-looking as me?"
"I don't know! I don't like him!"
"Okay, okay, sheesh, keep your pants on."
"Love you all."
"Love you too."
"Right back 'atcha kid."
Rose ended the call, giving a true smile, a tongue-teeth smile, for the first time in 75 years.
(a/n: So, what did you think? Please review. Next chapter will be Team Gibbs trying to figure out the letter while Rose is still on the phone)
