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AN: I was planning to post this a few hours from now, but my exams have ruined that plan. Thanks again for all the interest. Please review. :D
Part 4
Apart from the slight howling of the wind and gentle flow of waves hitting the beach, Darlig Ulv Stranden, a small, secluded strip of Norwegian coastline was silent. That was, however, before the wind picked up into a gust and an electrical crackling filled the air. A bright, white light lit up the overcast beach once, twice, and then a third time, before there was an almighty crash and Rose Tyler appeared on the deserted beach.
Rose walked a few unsteady paces forward, stumbling, before she finally realised all efforts were fruitless. She took this opportunity to take in her surroundings, recognizing it immediately.
"Oh, right. Norway," Rose stated to no one in particular, before letting out a gasp of pain, doubling over and clutching her head, "Blimey, I'll never get used to that."
She gritted her teeth, straightened up and looked up and down the deserted bay. It was cold and overcast, making it hard to tell the time of day without a watch. She glanced around once more before striding determinedly away, down the road leading to the nearest town.
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"Good? What do you mean good?" Martha asked, also clearly worried about Jack's behaviour.
"Good news for me, I get to see an old friend, but absolutely fantastic news for someone else," Replied Jack, pressing a few buttons on his vortex manipulator.
"Absolutely fantastic for who?" Ianto asked, intrigued, from the back of the group.
Jack simply grinned and started typing commands into a computer. A window popped up and everyone grouped closer to the small monitor.
"Rose Tyler," Jack grinned, gesturing to her profile on the screen, "The record says she died at the Battle for Canary Wharf, but I know otherwise. She was supposedly trapped in a parallel Earth, but she must've found a way back. She caused the rift activity in Norway."
"Rose?" Martha asked weakly, still gazing at the screen, "How can you be sure it's her?"
"While travelling with her and the Doctor, I programmed her into my vortex manipulator. It tells me wherever she is on Earth," Jack grinned, "She was prone to wandering off sometimes."
There was silence in the hub as Jack looked around, grinning.
"Now," He clapped his hands together, "By my reckoning, it's bloody cold in Norway this time of year, time to pick up our weary traveler."
He pulled on his coat and strode through the door.
The team glanced at each other, stunned, before Jack poked his head back around the door frame.
"Come on, a 3 hour trip with me, to Norway, during winter. Who could resist?" He grinned again and continued down the hallway as the team scrambled to retrieve their coats and followed.
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A sense of relief flooded Rose's mind as she approached a sleepy Norwegian town, five hours after landing in the universe. She was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to have a hot shower and collapse into bed. She looked around and noticed a pub a few buildings down.
She pulled open the door and glanced around the room surreptitiously, before making her way to the bar. The bartender looked a little seedy, but this was her only option.
"Hello, excuse me, do you speak any English?" She asked, already knowing and dreading the answer.
He looked at her blankly for a while before speaking, cementing her fears.
"Jeg kan ikke snakke Engelsk. Vil du snakke Norsk?"
"Uhm..." Rose was starting to miss the TARDIS's translation circuit, "Do you have a room? Hotel?"
He looked confused again, briefly glancing at the door, which had opened moments before, before looking back to Rose.
"Er han en venn av deg?" The bartender gestured towards the door.
"What? I don't know what you're saying. Hotel? Ring any bells?" She checked her watch, eight-thirty. "Oh, you know what, don't bother; I'll walk all the way back to London then, yeah?"
She sighed and was about to turn to leave when a man stepped up beside her.
"Let me handle this, Rose," A familiar American voice filling her ears, "Takk for at du leter etter, min venn, hun er utsatt for vandrende av noen ganger."
The bartender laughed a little and nodded at Jack, before busing himself with some dirty glasses on the counter.
Rose stared at Jack, her mouth hanging open stupidly.
"Jack?" Rose hugged him tightly, "Oh, my god! I thought you were dead!"
She released him and he grasped her hand leading her back to the door. He paused and turned back to the bartender, "Takk for hjelpen. Se deg rundt."
The bartender smiled again and waved, "Du er velkommen."
Jack waved and pulled Rose out onto the deserted street. They walked in silence for a few moments before they approached a black SUV.
"Hop in," He grinned, opening the passenger door and offering Rose a seat.
"Thanks," She obliged and climbed in, but not before noticing the Torchwood logo on the side of the bonnet. She frowned as Jack slid into the driver's seat.
"Torchwood!" Rose spat, "Don't you understand what they're like here! They-"
"Yes, yes, I know. But the Torchwood in London has been closed down and we're in no way affiliated with them," He started the car and headed down the road, "I've already had this lecture from the Doc-"
He cut off suddenly and glanced at Rose who was staring directly ahead, out the window, playing with her hands.
He changed tack, "So what are you doing in Norway?"
"Oh... Well, I could ask you the same thing," She startled and looked up, "It's just where the rift comes out. Can't control it really, it's all Bad Wolf, I guess."
"Right," Jack paused, "So what've you been doing with yourself?"
"Heh, this might sound hypocritical now, I worked for Torchwood," She said, finally looking into his eyes, "Dad runs it in the other universe."
"Defender of the Earth and all that, yeah?" Jack asked, smiling proudly.
"Yeah, something like that," She paused and then continued quickly, "What happened to you, Jack? I thought you died on the game station!"
Jack glanced across and noticed her eyes glistening in the moonlight.
"I did. I was exterminated by a couple of Daleks."
"But how are you alive?" Rose asked, frowning.
"Didn't he tell you?" Jack looked at her uneasily.
"No," She paused, reaching for his hand, "What happened, Jack?"
"You happened," He looked directly into her eyes, his filled with sadness, "The Doctor sent you home to protect you. You somehow opened the TARDIS and opened the time vortex. With that power, you destroyed all of the Daleks and brought me back to life."
She withdrew her hand from his in shock and horror.
He stopped there, unsure whether or not to continue. Temptation finally won, "You had the entire universe running through your mind, all of time and space. The power was killing you, so the Doctor drew it out of you and into himself before transferring it back into the TARDIS."
He paused.
"And it killed him," Rose finally added, "He sacrificed one of his lives for me."
They both sat in shocked silence for a few moments.
"How is he?"
Jack thought for a second, "How did you feel when the two of you were separated?"
The black Torchwood SVU drove on through the night, in silence.
TBC...
AN: Bad Norweigan? Blame Google Translate. /
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