To Laikayanel= you thought the last chapter was bash Hun wait until you read this one! But that is how the story goes; it starts off as the Doctor being a pompous twat and then chapters 9 and 10 onwards it goes dark and you learn more about his and Rose's relationship in a couple of chapters I promise.

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Consequences=

They drove back to the hub in silence with a dead weevil in the boot. Ianto glanced behind and felt rather sorry for Martha and Mickey, stuck in the cramped back seat with an irate time lord who constantly said 'I never carry a weapon' but was seen to use one on many occasions. The silence was more than a little unnerving and he looked over at Jack in the driver's seat, not looking at anything but the road in front of them. Ianto really wished he had taken the night off.

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"Doctor…" Jack began as they all filed into the hub, leaving the dead weevil to stay in the boot- none of them could find the will to get it out tonight.

"No Jack!" said time lord snapped angrily, "You killed a defenceless creature in cold blood that you knew I could easily have reasoned with!" the cog door to the hub rolled open and Rose entered, looking at everyone standing there with curiosity.

"What's goin' on?" she asked.

"The Doctor here was just talking out his arse." Ianto replied with a calm that defied the tense mood.

"Says the Welshman with a stupid name, OCD and a dumb accent." The Doctor told him.

"Leave Ianto out of this!" Jack ordered the younger fiercely, there wasn't much that he challenged the Gallifreyan on but the Welshman that he loved was certainly top of the list.

"It's highly amusing Doctor," Ianto said, "that you accuse Jack of murder for trying to save the life of colleague after it's only been a fortnight since Tosh and Owen died, also, I believe you have been known to destroy entire planets on order to save your companions. Moreover, you call Jack cold blooded which is a bit hypocritical of you; finally I'd advise you not to insult Wales when there's three welsh people in the room who already dislike you."

"He has a point." Rose agreed.

"Stay out of this you blonde bimbo!" the Doctor yelled, turning on her.

"Oh, 'cuz I've never heard that one before." Rose scoffed.

"Doctor just calm down and think!" Martha begged him.

"Oh, what, like how you thought when we crashed on Toof and you almost got us both killed?!" long history but he couldn't resist bringing it up if it might hurt her feelings.

"Ok, now that's uncalled for!" Jack told him.

"Like I want to listen to the council of someone so wrong." The Gallifreyan spat maliciously.

"Doctor!" Mickey yelled, downright appalled at how the elder man was treating his friend.

"What?! It isn't my fault he's a freak and an abomination!"

Jack's breath caught in his throat, bile rising and he fought to suppress it, the Master's voice echoed in his head 'Freak, abomination, wrong, bastard, pervert, wrong'. He felt cold iron manacles around his wrists and saw the Tardis fading away as it left him in a pile of dalek dust. Saw the Doctor standing at the door to the power room at the end of the universe, the harsh red light sculpting his features into something soft and sinister all at the same time, ''s not easy even looking at you Jack 'cuz you're wrong.' The hub was suddenly deprived of air and he felt his body move as he left without a word and tears in his eyes.

"You absolute bastard!" Mickey cried, struggling against the combined force of Martha and Gwen anchoring him to the spot. Fortunately, however, they had forgotten about Ianto and the young tea boy come secretary readily surged at the converse-wearing 900 year old brunette and punched him squarely on the jaw, causing him to stumble backwards towards Rhys who merely stepped sideways and let him right himself.

"If you ever call Jack that again," Ianto snarled, there was absolutely no mistaking the cold fury present in his voice, "I will kill you slowly and painfully as many times as it takes to make you stay that way permanently. And seeing as you were so much in agreement with the Master about eating the child on the Valiant I'll be sure to do the same to you." He shared a knowing look with Martha before storming away after Jack, determined to fix the damage the Doctor had so knowingly caused with his words.

The Doctor watched the Welshman leave before turning a disgusted eye on Mickey, "So you're not brave enough to tell your fiancé about your dead sister or possibly face your dad again but you are brave enough to try and punch me and let yourself be held back by two women? That is a new low, even for you."

"Sister?!" Martha demanded, "Mickey what's he talking about?!"

"'S nothing." The man murmured softly, uncomfortable under his partner's scrutinising eyes.

"You weren't acting as though it was nothing when you were sobbing your eyes out to Jack in the changing room earlier." The Doctor sneered.

"Doctor leave him alone!" Rose shouted angrily, "I don't give a damn whether you're a time lord or not but just stop it! You say that you love me Doctor but would a person call the woman they're in love with a blonde bimbo? If you're so compassionate and saving, why are you deliberately destroying all your relationships with your friends?! I know I said that I wouldn't hate you Doctor but believe me when I say I am seriously reconsidering that right now!"

"I think you should leave mate," Rhys chipped in, deciding that if everyone else got a say then he should too, "I admit that I don't know much about aliens or torchwood or what have you but what I do know is that you disrespected my country, my wife and several of my best friends- who have all suffered enough as it is I might add. Time lord or not, you're the one in the wrong here."The Doctor looked around at the crowd of angry and hurt faces and knew that, stupid, fat little ape Rhys might be, just for once he was right. He swept out of the hub, coat tails waving majestically behind him in the non-existent breeze.

Rose let out a breath that she hadn't realised she had been holding and glanced at the time, "I have to go," she told them apologetically, "Dave will be getting worried."

Martha and Gwen both nodded, sad smiles on their faces, "Go on pet, go home to your man." The Welshwoman laughed.

She gave a grin in thanks, "Do you think Jack will be ok?" she asked with concern.

"Yeah, Ianto's with him, go on home to Dave love." The blonde girl cast one last look around then hurried out of the underground base.

"Well that was eventful," Gwen remarked with raised eyebrows as the cog door rolled shut, "Rhys, pub?"

"Yes please," her husband said, "Martha, Mickey, you want to come with us?"

"Sure." The medic agreed, Mickey, however, declined with a shake of his head.

"I should go and get the weevil out the boot," he said, walking slowly away in the direction of the underground garage, "sorry guys, Martha I might be late, don't wait up." He disappeared out of sight and as she watched him go Martha couldn't help but feel like his real reason for staying behind was to avoid talking to her.