Here's Jacky!

Hello everyone! I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long but I've been – well busy life, busy life but I've written this which I originally started straight after I posted the last one but wasn't sure how to round things off when – EUREKA! *Light bulb*. And here we are and all that jazz. Enjoy. And also, in the present the Ghost will show the Doctor only 1 moment before moving on

The Doctor looked around his room, breathing deeply. His room was just as he had left it, nothing had changed. Everything's changed. Iris' has given me a thousand things to think over. Things to make right. Better get cracking.

"Oh no you don't. We're not finished yet. Not by a long shot" came a voice from the shadows of the room. Not soft and gentle as Iris' had been. This voice was quiet but harsh with an undertone of sadness .

"Who's there? What are you on about?"

"Susan told you that there were 3 ghosts. I am the second ghost. My name is Eleadora... it means Gift." She stepped forward. This girl was the exact opposite of Iris. Where Iris had been vibrant, colourful and cheerful, Eleadora was more reserved wearing white Converse trainers, black skinny jeans and a dark blue hoodie. Her dark red hair was tied in a chic bun, and her green eyes looked dark, sad and weary against the ivory tone of her skin. Where Iris had been delicate but sturdy this girl was so fragile, so breakable and yet she seemed to...glow, her pale skin emanated a warm light; she looked the kind of girl the Doctor would naturally gravitate towards, who anyone would gravitate towards.

What she said next shocked him back to reality "Well?" she asked impatiently. "Are you coming or what? We're on a tight schedule." She walked over to his in built wardrobe door and opened it. It looked dark and uninviting. A cold draft was emanating from it. The light wasn't on. S'not working. Gunna have to fix that.

"It's not your wardrobe."

"So it's Narnia?" She clicked her tongue and he hurried through, this was one ghost he did not want to peeve off.

"Ah" he commented, as the heavy rain smacked him the face "Just Wales then"

Then the realisation hit him. Eleadora was the present. They were in Wales. Cardiff. Dropping to his knees the Doctor wheeled to face her. "No" For the first time, Eleadora smiled – it lit up her face, she smiled beatifically down at him, enjoying this. "Oh yes" she pulled him up and began to walk towards the tower "Iris ended with Jack so I thought it would be...poetic for me to start with him."

"I'll give you poetic" grumbled the Doctor as he trudged after her, hands in pockets, head down against the elements.

Really he wasn't that bothered about seeing Jack again , to be honest when he'd blown up at Jack in 2007 about working there – he was curious, he'd been dying to wander in and see if it really had 'changed'. He was just worried about the reception he would get if he did.

The pavement blurred beneath them and the Doctor stumbled a little dizzily, now finding himself, inside what must be the Hub. Oh. It's a bit-

"Whatta ya think?" came a voice – Jack's voice. The Doctor spun in panic but could only see Eleadora grinning at him. "I think I hate the fact that you can do that"

"Really though. Jack was desperate to do things your way – in your honour and he's made some definite changes – but added his own twist"

Not exactly my way then is it? He thought but said aloud "Well Torchwood One was definitely more elegant, unlike you. What was wrong with stepping through a door – why did I need to see the outside first?"

"Doctor." she smiled wryly, like he should know the answer "Everything that happens to you tonight is for your own good. Everything else...is merely for our own amusement."

That explained why she'd had a good laugh when he'd realised outside.

"Of Course"

"Anyway" she gestured forward at a scene unfolding before them. They were in a tourist office – Definitely the public sector...

"Will you shut up?" Remembering his earlier resolution vis a vis not upsetting certain ethereal beings the Doctor focused on what was going on in front of him. There was a group of people, standing facing off against another young man who looked traumatised but spoke calmly

"I'm going back in to save her. Anybody tries to stop me, I'll shoot them."

"Ianto put the gun down." The black haired woman Gwyneth? said

And the one at the front, the one holding the Wembley pistol, well it would be Jack"You make a threat like that, you better be prepared to follow it through. See? You disobey me now, I really will shoot you."

"Get off me."

"You want to go back in there? You go in to finish the job. If she's still alive, you execute her." The Doctor's jaw dropped - this wasn't the Jack he remembered, the Jack he'd travelled with, fought with – the Jack who'd saved the world.

"That's what he's doing now. Saving the world in your absence."

"From? I mean really what requires that level of...hardness, that level of violence, what creature have I ever reacted like that to- besides the obvious?" he amended thinking of the deranged golden pepper pots.

"Cybermen. Or woman, as the case may be"

"No way." He gaped at the using the same words as the young man pinned to the doorframe.

"You brought this down on us. You hid her. You hid yourself from us. Now it's time for you to stand as part of a team."

"Like you hide yourself from your companions. You taught him that. You draw them into your world, show them how beautiful it can be and offered them the chance to see it but you didn't tell them anything. Even after months you were...a complete stranger" the Doctor choked up Rose. The young Rose, the 19 year old girl from the day the world had died. "You lie to us. "

"No I don't!"

"You don't always tell us the truth"

"If I always told you the truth, I wouldn't need you to trust me."

"Just because that worked for Amy doesn't mean it'll work for the rest of us"

The Doctor paused, confused..."Whose Amy?"

"Oh erm...never mind" Eleadora blushed embarrassedly and looked forwards once again.

The scene continued as normal, as if they'd been muted or paused like on television and the Doctor simply hadn't noticed. This seemed to be a subtle signal from Eleadora that the conversation was over.

"Jack."

"The girl you loved has gone. Your loyalty is to us now."

"You can't order me to do that."

"You execute her; to I'll execute you both." The Doctor couldn't help but gape again and witnessing this scene, the Doctor knew that, this scene would pray on his mind for as long as he lived.

And forever is along time when you're alone.

"I won't do it. You can't make me. You like to think you're a hero, but you're the biggest monster of all."

Eleadora broke the tense silence the scene had cast over them "And you made him that."

"What?"

"You're the one who made Jack that way. All of us are this way because of you."

"Jack was a dishonest conman when I met him – even he said – Iris said that he became more honourable, more honest, after his time with me!"

"My sister – my sister is a bright button isn't she? She's the past version of your companions – the bright colourful rainbow of memories that was there past. And me? I'm the jaded, faded, cynical, rain washed chalk drawing on a well worn pavement that is their present. Or hadn't you figured that out yet?"

And the colours began to fade...