A/N : Sorry it took me so long to update. I was ill, and was literally waking up, then fainting from Thursday until yesterday. This was murder to write, let me tell you! Thanks to all who reviewed … and there's also an A/N at the end as well! WARNING – SLASH, but only for about 3 sentences, then it's back to Doctor/Rose
A Gallifreyan's Dream
Do I Look Like I Have A Plan?
Martha was putting up a tough fight - again.
"We can't just leave Mrs Dirlington! Not after everything we've told her!"
"Yes, we can!" said Jack in an exasperated voice. "But if you keep shouting it like that, then we'll have to stay!" his voice lowering until it became a whisper.
The trio of time travellers were standing in Mrs Dirlington's lounge, while Mrs Dirlington - or "FK" as Jack had nicknamed her - was in the bathroom. Why FK, you ask? Well, it stood for "Fountain of Knowledge", for the seventy-year-old seemed to know everything about everyone. It was actually quite intimidating, thought Jack, while the Doctor prattled on about ways the old lady could be listening in to their 'top-secret' plan - with Jack now putting in his own thoughts on the scenario.
"No offence, Jack, but we're not Charlie's Angels, OK?" said Martha, now thoroughly annoyed because she still did not have one single clue as to what the Doctor and Jack were talking about.
"I can dream, can't I?" said Jack, looking slightly crestfallen.
"Anyway …" said the Doctor, looking at the two with one eyebrow near his hairline, "Shall we get back to the TARDIS?" he looked hopeful,
"Yes. Come on, Martha, before she gets out the bathroom!" Jack made an attempt to steer Martha out of the house by her elbow; no such luck, though, as Martha wrestled her arm out of the ex-Time Agent's firm grip.
"No. I'm not leaving her, I'm not!" said Martha, standing with her arms crossed over the chest glaring daggers at both the men standing there.
Jack and the Doctor exchange wary glances. They both knew why they had to go, but telling Martha about finding Rose would probably bring up some unwanted arguments. In recent weeks, (really since Jack came aboard) Martha's tolerance to talk of Rose had gone to zero. They didn't think it would the best idea if she realized that's why they wanted to leave Mrs Dirlington.
The duo bounded into the TARDIS, really quite glad to have left the smell of cats that hung in Mrs Dirlington's house. They had left Martha with the lady, and they had been discussing whether or not it was a good thing for the whole ten minute walk back to the TARDIS.
"Why would she want to stay with that old woman?" asked Jack, for about the millionth time. The Doctor was just about the answer him when the TARDIS whirred and clicked.
"What's wrong, old girl?" the Doctor asked, stroking her lovingly. Jack put his fingers in his mouth, pretending to throw up.
"What are you doing, Jack?" asked the Doctor curiously. He peeked around the edge of the console, an amused look on his face. He was wearing his glasses, so he'd been reading something.
Jack straightened up from his 'pretending to be sick' position. "Nothing!" he said, a little too quickly. Not to mention his voice was a couple of octaves higher than it should have been. The Doctor just rolled his eyes, and looked back at the screen, studying it intently.
"What's wrong?" asked Jack, who obviously couldn't read the Gallifreyan on the screen.
"Nothing! Honestly, humans! They always think the worst!" he said, putting his glasses back into his pocket. "The TARDIS has picked up a signal, about a mile from here…" he said, looking at Jack.
"Do you think we should get Martha?" asked Jack. He didn't want to – she'd slow them down asking questions.
"Nope!" he said, popping the 'p'. "She'd just … complicate things, I think. And besides, I don't even know were the signal is coming from," he admitted, looking a little sheepish.
"Oh, oh so glad to have you, then!" said Jack sarcastically.
"Bet you are," said the Doctor, sticking his tongue out at his male companion. They soon landed with a slight thud, but not as bad as usual. They exited the TARDIS at a slow pace, taking in their surroundings. They seemed to be underground; they were waking by the light of the sonic screwdriver.
"Where do you think we are?" asked Jack, touching a wall. "Ick," he said, withdrawing his slime covered hand, which he wiped on the Doctor's trench coat.
"Thanks!" the Doctor, exclaimed, looking at the goo stain. "Just what I need! Unidentified goo on my beautiful coat!"
"Doctor..." said Jack, turning around. He had heard a sound in the deep underground.
"EXTERMINATE!" yelled a high pitched voice.
"No way!" The Doctor swung around as soon as a bright light him both the men.
Jack woke up a dark, dank cell. It was in complete darkness. There was no door, no windows. Transmit beam, Jack concluded. He felt around for the Doctor, and got his hand – which held the sonic screwdriver. It was the only source of light in the room. Jack brought it up to his eye level, and saw the blue-y outline of the Doctor, lying flat on his back unconscious. After a few rough shakes from Jack, though, he was up and trying to find a way out of the sealed cell.
"No, no, no, NO!" said the Doctor, hitting his head of a wall repeatedly. "There's no way, it can't be!"
"Well," said Jack. "If you want to find out, we need to get out of here!"
"Jack, there's no door. Just solid wall. Remember, transmit beam?" he said, as if talking to a five year old.
"Sonic blaster?" Jack replied in the same voice. Aiming in at the wall, a perfect square appeared.
"Jack, I could kiss you right now!" said the Doctor.
Jack just smirked.
"Why don't you then?" he challenged, one eyebrow raised.
The Doctor rolled his eyes – but nevertheless pressed his lips against Jack's for a second.
"Come on!" said the Doctor. Jack followed after, knowing that it was only because he got him out, no for anything else. They ended up in a big empty space, rather like a open car park. But there were no cars, just the Doctor and Jack.
"It can't be. It can't be them. I mean, they done a emergency time shift last time I saw them, but they can't have travelled across universes…" the Doctor rambled, running a hand through his already messy hair.
"Why don't we ask them?" asked Jack, who had moved to stand beside the Doctor. A dalek glided into the area, it's eyestalk swivelling until it landed on the two men.
"You have come!" it said. "We knew we could attract you machine, Doctor,"
"How did you come to this universe?" the Doctor asked, a apprehensive look on his face. Jack looked at him, knowing that his face mirrored his own.
"The time shift went wrong. We had done a shift to many times. I landed us here, underneath Torchwood. We hid, and planned." it said. Soon, another Dalek came in, looking directly at the Dalek speaking to the companions.
"Dalek Kahn," it said. "She has awoken,"
"Come with us," Dalek Kahn said to the Doctor and Jack, who followed the two Daleks to cell. Freya Tyler stood up shakily – she'd obviously been drugged, and was painfully thin. It looked like she'd been here, underneathe Torchwood all along.
"I want OUT!" she said, in a commanding voice, hitting the plastic of her cell wall with a force she didn't look like she had.
"Who are you?" she asked the Doctor and Jack. "They've sent people before. Are you them? I don't want any more drugs in me!" she said, crossing here arms over her chest. She looked so like Rose, when she didn't want to do something. It hurt the Doctor so much, but he pulled himself together to speak to the girl.
"I'm the Doctor," he said, pointing at himself, "and he's Jack Harkness. Have you heard any of you family talk about us before?" he asked, hope evident in his eyes. This girl could be the answer to getting to Rose.
Freya just looked at them blankly. "um…No." she said. "Should I have?" she asked, looking back and forth at the two men.
Preview of Chapter Five
"Freya, you've got to jump," said the Doctor, holding out his hand to her.
"Come on Freya, come on! You can do it!" Jack yelled.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and jumped. This is it, she thought. I'm dying.
A/N : The kiss is for Lana Aurelius! Hope that was enough for you!