A/N Hi! First author's note, thanks to everyone who has read this. I would appreciate feedback but it's not necessary. Read and enjoy.


I had just finished cleaning up the kitchen and was dancing and singing along to another Lion King song when I heard it, a male voice that wasn't the song singing the lyrics. I casually walked to the hallway and stopped right on the other side of the corner and listened. Sure enough, the Doctor was singing and I jumped back around the corner with an excited shout startling him and making him jump.

"You didn't tell me you sing too. Here I've been singing all on my own and you do it too!" I said excitedly pulling my computer away from him and putting it down before taking his hand and tugging him to his feet, dragging him over to the stereo. He had a confused look on his face that counteracted the grin on his lips as I skipped through to find another one from the Lion King that had multiple parts. I finally settled on 'I just can't wait to be King' and looked at him expectantly. He stayed silent for the first few lines.

"Oh, come on. I sang for you. You can at least sing with me."

"Really?" He questioned me crossing his arms in a defiant stance. I nodded and restarted the song. He then gave another dramatic sigh with that same contradictory grin and started singing along. I let out a girly squeal when he suddenly raised his voice and threw out his arms to match the song like I had done earlier, throwing his whole body into the music. I was laughing when it was my turn so the first few words were off-key and garbled but then I spun around in a full circle and got just as into the music running to jump up onto the couch and we were both belting out the lyrics. That was when the door opened and Harley stepped in a confused and startled look on her face as she took in the apartment and the guilty looking Doctor who had stopped as soon as he'd heard the click of the door unlocking.

"Good day?" She asked shouting over the music and relocking the door.

"Great." I responded hopping off the couch.

"You're off tomorrow right?"

"Yeah, why?" She sounded suspicious as she looked between the Doctor and me.

"No reason." I answered shrugging.

"That makes me feel so much better," she said her tone not even changing a little.

"Sorry, but I really didn't have plans for the question. I was just trying to remember what day it was." I told her and she relaxed knowing how I lost track of time and accepting the reason. She then turned to the Doctor who still looked guilty in the same place I'd dragged him to a moment before.

"You sing Disney?" She questioned conversationally.

"I mean I know you stuck around for Wicked but I didn't take you for a cartoon guy."

"I didn't expect it of demons either." He commented

"Plus I've recently learned its crack."

"It is." I shouted defending myself and Hope nodded her agreement as well.

"Well don't let me stop you. I'm just going to go change. I'll be back in a minute. Have we already done 'Reflection'?" She asked as she headed to her room.

"Not yet. I can find it next," I shouted after her my eyes giving the Doctor a warning look.

"Don't think you're stopping now. This is wind down time. You have to participate. Plus, if you think I'm good, wait until you hear us together. She's really good too and we have a tendency to subconsciously harmonize when we sing together so it comes out sounding really good."

"You seem more confident about your voice now." He was giving me this newly calculating look as he spoke and I ignored it shrugging noncommittally.

"I had a Time Lord tell me I was good once. It kind of boosted my ego." I saw him grin again and the smile spread all the way to his eyes like he was pleased his opinion meant that much.

"What she's not saying is that while we harmonize we also bounce off each other." Harley said coming back into the room.

"If we make a mistake the other covers it so you can't tell. It makes us near perfect."

"Not that we're cocky or anything," I said moving back to the stereo and the Doctor and skipping through the disk again.

"Of course not," he agreed a fake serious look on his face. The music started and I glanced at Harley to make sure she was ready. She looked a little nervous but also excited about the promised childish dance party that was about to occur. We could never listen to Disney without dancing so the nerves were just because of our audience but my apparent ease helped calm her.

"After this we're doing 'Elephant fly'." I told her and she nodded knowing that the silly song was just to put her further at ease. The words started and the Doctor stayed silent as he listened to the two of us singing the song that held a special place in both of us. By the time we were done he was clapping again.

"You were right. You do sound fantastic." His compliment made Hope blush bright red before she joined me at the stereo and changed out the disk to get to the promised Dumbo song. When that one started we were both pleasantly surprised when the Doctor piped in too. After that it didn't take us long to get fully into 'wind down' mode. This meant Hope and I both took off to my room where we kept all of our 'dress up' clothes and started changing outfits and doing our hair and makeup. The Doctor followed us to see what we were doing and then quickly left again when he got an eyeful of me changing my pants and Harley changing her shirt. We both laughed and kept going. I was done first and quickly returned to the living room belting out 'Under the Sea' as I slid along the carpet making the Doctor chuckle as he mimicked Sebastian's voice making me laugh harder. Harley wasn't far behind me and we spent the next ten minutes turning our living room into a club around the TARDIS. We had black lights, purple Halloween lights, a couple candles to see by and glow sticks for each us. The Doctor wasn't even hesitant any more as he paraded around to 'the Tiki Tiki Tiki Room'. Harley had collapsed on the couch to take a short breather as she wasn't too fond of this song. She was too busy laughing at the Doctor to get a good breath in though so he finally took pity on her and sat beside her. I grinned and headed to the kitchen to get us drinks and snacks so they could have the illusion of privacy for a moment.

"I took a look at Jacqueline's files this afternoon." His voice was light like it was normal conversation but a quick glance showed they were both a little tense.
"Don't let her hear you call her that. She hates going by the full name unless it's followed by the other two." Harley advised her tone doing the same thing as his.
"Too late." I said loudly before sticking my head in the freezer for the ice cream. I vaguely heard a low chuckle but wasn't too sure as the music was still fairly loud.

"I wanted to ask if you would like to go to Torchwood as well to get a copy of your own files." He offered politely pretending he hadn't heard me.

"Is that the nice enticing way of asking if you can look through my files too?" She asked him giving him a knowing look.

"I got enough random bits from Jack's files to clue me in on you so it would just be further clarification." He was rubbing the back of his neck guiltily and I got the feeling it was a nervous habit as I re-entered the room.

"Feel privileged. He didn't tell me we were going for confirmation or my files. Just that his friend could help him understand what I am," I told her handing her one of the drinks in my hands and a bag of chips.

"I'll bet that went over well." She had another knowing smirk on her face and the Doctor was rubbing his neck again. He was going to rub it raw before the night was over if he kept doing that.

"Who's this friend?"

"Captain Jack Harkness." As soon as I said the name her eyebrows shot up in shock.

"He's still alive?" She asked looking at the Doctor.

"You know him?" the both of us questioned at the same time.

"I met him once about eighty years ago, my last life. He was with Torchwood then too." She had a look on her face that said it hadn't been a fond time.

"He runs it now." The Doctor's tone alone told her that things were much different now.

"I made it in and out with relatively no damage." I told her and her face said that was more proof than the Doctor's statement.

"Sure, we can go to Torchwood." She said standing up again.

"We don't have to go right now. We did just finish setting up your nightclub." The Doctor stood as well looking around our darkened living room fondly.

"It's truly remarkable what you're able to do with so little. I'd make a comment about human ingenuity but you're not really humans so."

"We are right now. We just have the memories of a bunch of different humans that makes it easier to rig things and improvise." Harley told him her voice showing the same pride in his approval that I'd had. He beamed at her like he had me and then she darted over to the stereo and changed the CD again, skipping through quickly. I'd seen the flash of yellow that said she'd put in the pitch perfect sound track and knew she was headed for the riff off. I smirked and jumped to my feet just in time for the song to start and the Doctor jumped just a little before laughing hysterically and joining in. He quickly got lost when the song switched mid-line. He tried to catch up again and had just gotten it when the song changed again and he gave up just watching us instead. For our part, we put on a hell of a show turning the song into the battle it was between the two of us. We did two more mixed songs before going back to something he could keep up with. We ended up back on Disney but we switched to the laptop with speakers plugged in so we had access to the music we didn't have the CD's for. About an hour later we were just about ready to wind down a bit and just happened to be on Aladdin's 'One Step Ahead' which the Doctor was gladly taking the lead on. I watched him smiling fondly as parts of the song were emphasized more than others telling me they meant more to him. I found it kind of wonderful that he connected to an orphaned thief who was running for his life stealing what he needed to survive. I bet there was more truth to the comparison than I actually knew about. Towards the end of the song he grabbed both Harley's hand and mine and practically threw us into the TARDIS with the last word. I fell to the grating rolling onto my back to avoid hitting Harley and laughed so hard I had tears in my eyes. I heard the music stop outside and knew the Doctor was making sure we were locked up so we could go visit Torchwood. Harley was grabbing her sides she was laughing so hard her eyes squeezed shut and gasping for breath. It wasn't until the Doctor came in that she calmed enough to take in her surroundings. As soon as she opened her eyes she sobered up. Her eyes got so wide I could just see the cartoon bulging of her eyes popping out of her head. She jumped to her feet and shoved past the Doctor to look out at the box and then back in. She squealed and ran to the console before running back to me and waving her hands around as words were beyond her now. I just nodded making her squeal again and run back to the console again. This time I followed her and sat her down in the jump seat just in case she blacked out like I'd predicted.

"Bi-bigger inside," she finally managed to stutter out falling back to slouch onto the seat.

"I should have bet on it." I mumbled turning to see a pleased look on the Doctor's face as he closed the door and came to join us.

"Much better," was his comment and I braced myself in front of Harley to keep her from falling when I saw him reach for the levers and switches. Sure enough a moment later she was thrown forward into me and I just barely caught her, keeping us both upright. There was more knocking around and she'd figured out how to brace herself when the landing bump came and knocked all three of us to the grating causing us to break into another laughing fit. We were still laughing when we herded out of the TARDIS and into the same subway looking place I'd been in last night.

"Doctor?" came Jack's voice from over past the computers in an area I hadn't seen on my last visit. There was also a new woman standing there a confused but happy look on her face when I looked in their direction.

"Jack!" He said fondly throwing his arms out like he was waiting on a hug and then turned slightly to the woman.

"And Martha Jones. How are you Martha Jones? What are you doing at Torchwood?"

"I'm good. Their doctor is dead." She said simply, walking over to the Doctor and hugging him.

"Who are your new friends?"

"Jack and Harley." He introduced looking back at the other Jack.

"Sorry about Owen."

"It's fine," said doctor came ambling into the room as well buttoning up a shirt.

"I'm only mostly dead."

"Well, that's a relief. At least you're not completely dead. Then all we could do is search your pockets for loose change." I said and everyone but Owen choked back a laugh.

"What happened? You were alive last night?"

"Last night?" Jack questioned looking to the TARDIS and the Doctor and then nodding like he understood.

"Over shot the time Doc, it's been a few months since you last brought her here."

"Oh." The Doctor at least had the decency to look a little sheepish at the miscalculation.

"Question stands. How'd you die? I mean you're still walking and talking so you're not dead dead. How dead are you?" I asked stepping forward as if I would examine him and he stepped back. Harley was laughing quietly behind me knowing what was coming next.

"Pretty dead. He has no pulse, doesn't breathe or heal injuries. He can't eat or drink anything because he doesn't digest. He's been steadily talking dead for just over a month now." Martha informed me a questioning look on her face.

"Are you a doctor too?"

"Nope. Demon." I told her easily and kept walking towards Owen who looked nervous at my approach now.

"Jack, Harley says she met you before. You guys should catch up and track down her files."

"Harley? You're Harley's Jackie?" Jack sounded completely shocked.

"Hey! No one calls me Jackie and she's my Harley!" I sounded offended my eyes finally leaving Owen to swing onto Jack who was just grinning at me. I glared slightly and turned back to Owen.

"I'll have you know you're mine just as much mine as I am yours. We are engaged to be married in another ten years." Harley finally spoke.

"Well, that's disappointing. Your gay now?" Jack asked coming to stand looking down at Harley as he was considerably taller.

"Lord no. We just decided if we're still single by then we'll marry each other for the tax benefits." She explained.

"We're going to cheat with cabana boys on our honeymoon."

"Makes sense." To Jack it made perfect sense and the Doctor gave a half nod half shrug in agreement as well. The others, as the other two women I'd met last time were present now too, just gave us odd looks. Ianto was still AWAL but the feint smell of coffee told me he'd be along before much longer.

"Anyway, I still don't know how dead he is." My focus went back to Martha as she seemed to be the only one willing to indulge me.

"Why do you want to know?" Owen asked uneasily.

"I've never met a dead human who wasn't a ghost. I'm curious." My explanation didn't seem to make him happy though.

"Would you tell me if I said I might be able to help?"

"How? We've tried everything we can think of." Martha asked excitement and skepticism mixing in her voice.

"Depends on how he's mostly dead." I answered and this time my eyes went to Jack who had a guilty and sad look and then back to Owen who had stopped buttoning up his shirt to show a large wound in his chest that looked like a gun shot that hadn't quite healed but stopped bleeding.

"Oh."

"Oh? Oh what?" Harley asked me wondering what I had pieced together.

"Alien tech gone oops." She let out an accompanying oh and this time when I stepped up to Owen he didn't try to back away. I could hear the Doctor scolding Jack and Harley trying to mediate, Martha trying to find out about me from the other two women and Ianto finally making his appearance with a full tray of coffees.

"So again, how dead are you?"

"Completely," Owen sighed, defeat filling his voice and slumping his shoulders.

"Bull." I said and he gave me a curious look.

"You can't be completely dead. You're still talking which means there's still brain activity. What's interesting is that you're not breathing or bleeding. Oh, do you still bleed? Like if I broke your nose would it give out that pleasant gush with the satisfying crunch or just the crunch? But then you can't heal a broken bone so let's not do that. What about a cut? If I sliced open like your arm would it trickle or not? I mean there's no circulation with no heart beat so... Oh my God! You can't have sex! "

"JACK!" I spun to see Harley giving me an exasperated look and varying degrees of horrified looks on the other faces around the area.

"What?" I honestly couldn't understand why the others were so scared all of a sudden but it seemed to be directed at me.

"You're doing the creepy ramble dear." She informed me and I looked back at Owen as if to confirm it. He was hiding both his arms behind his back.

"But I'm curious. His heart's not beating so how are his muscles getting the nutrients needed to support him and he hasn't breathed since we got here so how is his brain getting the oxygen needed to keep functioning. If he's not eating or drinking he should be malnourished and dehydrated. So why is he seemingly perfectly healthy with open wounds and no pulse?" My rant seemed to make the others realize why I should be so curious.

"We just assumed it was the gauntlet doing it." Jack finally answered and I gave him a look as if to tell him to continue.

"But when we destroyed it he kept going."

"So not the tech. And it never occurred to any of the Doctors in this room that something was up? I mean she's right. The human body can't do this for extended periods." Harley pointed out coming to stand beside me.

"I didn't know." The Doctor raised a hand like he was excused from the accusation.

"Of course we figured something was up. We've been trying to figure out what for a while now." Martha defended herself moving to stand beside her patient.

"Does it matter? You know what caused his death and resurrection. Does it matter why he's not dying again? You should be focusing on making him alive again not killing him." This seemed like the obvious solution to me and I wasn't sure why it wasn't for the others.

"And I suppose you know how to do that?" Owen sounded defensive too at my tone.

"Well, when I die, I just restart my heart." I told them like it was still blatantly obvious.

"Well, not all of us are able to be reincarnated any number of times." He argued back and I glared a threat at him that made him slide just a little behind Martha who also tensed up.

"She's not talking about that. She's talking about restarting your heart." Harley stood closer to me and I realized we were all moving to defensive stances like we would break into a fight at any time. I was pleased to see the Doctor on our side but a little upset to see Jack, who I was a little fond of, standing unsure in between the two groups. We were still helplessly outnumbered but a quick calculation said we were still bound to win even without the Doctors help as long as he wasn't against us.

"Yes, because it really is that simple." Martha scoffed.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Works for me."

"What are you talking about?" The Asian woman asked finally joining the conversation from her place beside Owen.

"I have a habit of dying. Pretty regularly actually. I still talk, walk, breathe but it doesn't last longer than a few hours before I restart my heart. It's this bodies way of coping with the stress I put on it from time to time." I was only paying half attention as I jerked forward and grabbed Owen's arm tugging him forward to examine the broken finger on his hand.

"Have you tried willing your heart to beat? Your brain is still working so if you just send your heart a signal to beat it might at least get the blood pumping long enough for you to get some circulation and body heat to go with it."

"Yes, I've tried that. I am a doctor, I know how the human body works." He had a condescending tone as he tugged his arm back to himself.

"Well, if you're gonna be rude I'm not going to help you." I said crossing my arms.

"Are you saying you have a solution?" Gwen asked also stepping forward and there were various excited looks around the group.

"Some kind of demon thing?" Jack asked hope filling his voice.

"No. But yes a solution. Any demonic solution would either have no effect, make it worse, or change him at a molecular level turning him into a demon." I answered and even the Doctor looked confused and interested.

"You're going to have to lay it out." Harley told me when no one said anything else. I looked to her knowing she knew where my thoughts were at. I then realized she was the only one present who knew me well enough to do that.

"Right, okay, so the problem is that you are dead. Your heart isn't beating but your brain is still working. If we can at least get your heart beating again the occasional reminder to take a breath will make you mostly alive rather than mostly dead. So you just need a pacemaker." I said simply and there was shocked silence around the room.

"That could actually work. It treats the symptom not the disease but you've already proven having a mostly dead guy can be useful. If we could just get you to heal on your own we might not have to heal the dead issue." Martha finally admitted.

"Well, I doubt a pacemaker would actually work." The Doctor said making me shoot him a glare.

"Who's side are you on again?" He shrugged and held up a hand to tell me to wait.

"Not one from this century. Of course there are some devices with similar effects on more advanced planets that would work. But the one I think would work best if my calculations are right, which they are, only works for a short period of time before shutting off to recharge itself and then starting again." He finished.

"And do you happen to have one on you?" Jack asked slyly.

"Unfortunately, no. They're highly regulated and I haven' t been able to get my hands on one. Something about needless waste for tinkering purposes when there are people who actually need them. But if Owen came with me to pick one up we could get it by the end of the day." He seemed really excited about the idea of getting his hands on that device. Martha noticed too.

"If Owen's going then so am I. I'm his primary doctor and I need to be sure there's no useless tinkering before you install an alien device in his chest." Martha informed him and his face looked disappointed and offended.

"But you said it only works for short amounts of time." Owen questioned. He seemed hesitant to get his hopes up.

"It's has a self-sustaining power source. It will go offline to recharge and then reboot when it's done." The Doctor clarified.

"So if he were to just turn it on to say eat and digest and then turn it off again he could preserve the power so he could use it for longer periods to say heal his broken finger?" I asked and the Doctor thought about it for a minute before nodding.

"I don't think they come with that option but it could potentially work that way. We'd just have to find a way to attach said switch. And then there would have to be a way to hide it because we can't have everyone on this planet knowing about that level of technology." He seemed stumped by this problem and Harley was hopping excitedly distracting him.

"IRON MAN!" She finally shouted and even I gave her a funny look.

"The arc reactor in his chest keeping the shrapnel from his heart. Owen's will just be a power switch and he can stash it under his shirt."

"That's brilliant!" The Doctor beamed and Harley blushed again but was too excited at her thought to let it stop her hopping.

"So there you go. Solution for the mostly dead guy, reunion of two sets of timeless friends, and Doctors curiosity temporarily satisfied with Hope's files and a new project. All after a random show tune party where I actually got the Doctor to sing and Dance. It's been a busy afternoon. Where's that coffee I smelled earlier?" I asked looking around for Ianto who stepped forward grinning broadly at me.

"You got him to sing?" He asked handing me a mug that I took gladly.

"To Disney." I clarified grinning as the room burst into laughter and the Alien blushed as brightly as Harley had a moment ago.