Look at that, two updates in one afternoon. Go me! Anyway… this chapter's not going to be very fun for poor Jack. But it'll be okay, I promise.

Guess what? I don't own Doctor Who.

The rest of that day, nothing unusual happened. Jack – who had been half-expecting to face a furious Doctor the moment he stepped into the Hub – breathed a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, that was a little premature. After the Doctor had seen what happened, he knew that Jack had ignored their conversation that morning, and set about planning the "trouble" he'd promised would happen.

The next day (a Tuesday), there was a slight "malfunction" in the locking mechanisms on the cells occupied by weevils. A "malfunction" that involved all the doors being open. The team was able to round up the escapees, but it was still a definite pain in the you-know-what for a team that already had other things to do. Although they never found out, the source of the "malfunction" was the Doctor, using his sonic screwdriver to lock all the door mechanisms on "open".

On Wednesday, he went for something a little more ambitious, though still involving weevils. In short, he sonic screwdriver'd the trapdoor down to Jack's bedroom to get it open, then went to the vaults, fetched a couple of the smaller weevils, and pushed them down the ladder into Jack's bedroom before shutting the trapdoor again. The Doctor then wandered off (but not out of earshot), and fiddled with some bits of alien tech while listening to Jack's shouts as he woke up, saw the weevils, and was promptly attacked by the weevils. Twenty minutes later, the trapdoor rose and Jack climbed out, bruised and with long, bloody gashes on his arms and chest. He looked around and saw the Doctor. "Doc… didn't you hear anything just now?
"What? Oh, no… I was paying attention to this. Why?"
"Somehow, two weevils got into my bedroom and attacked me."

"That's not good. I thought they weren't that intelligent."
"Quite." Jack looked at the Doctor suspiciously.

"Do you want some help getting them back in the Vaults?"
"Yeah. All right."

Thursday was an interesting day for Jack, too. Mostly because when he stepped out of his office to get coffee, some equipment rigged up over the office door sprayed liquid over his head, shoulders and chest.

Quite thick, brown liquid. He sniffed it, and realised what it was… a second too late. Before he could get back inside the office, the pterodactyl had swooped down on him, sharp beak stabbing at him repeatedly. Jack woke up lying on the floor, and saw Gwen kneeling next to him looking concerned. "Jack? What happened? I scared the pterodactyl off…"
"The pterodactyl… attacked me."
"What? Why? I thought she was trained to only eat things with the sauce on."
"She is. Somehow the sauce got onto me."

Gwen looked at her boss, and saw traces of the dark-brown liquid on his clothes.

"How did that happen?"
"Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea." He got up and went looking for the Doctor.

"Doctor!"

"Jack? What is it?" The Doctor looked at him, his face the picture of innocence. "What happened to you?"
"I had a run-in with the pterodactyl. Only, it shouldn't have happened because the pterodactyl only eats things covered with the special sauce. And someone rigged up equipment that would spray me with the sauce when I left my office. Any idea who that might have been?"
"A disgruntled staff member?"
"I don't have that many staff, and the only one who's angry with me is you, Doc."

"Ah."
"Did you do it?"
"Yes."
"Should I bother asking why?"

"I'll tell you. You promised that nothing would happen with Jenny. Then I saw you two kissing, which fits my definition of "something". I told you there'd be trouble."
"I didn't think you meant this!" Jack turned and left, heading for the shower and a change of clothes.

Later on Thursday, Jack went to find Jenny and suggested that they go for a walk. She liked the idea, so they headed out to walk around the Bay.

"So… this is nice, but I think there's something you want to tell me. Right?"
"Yeah. It's your dad. He's… punishing me. He set the damn pterodactyl on me this morning, and yesterday I woke up to weevils in my bedroom."

"He's punishing you… for kissing me?"
"That's what he told me."

"Ohh… I hoped he wouldn't do anything like that. I'm going to have a serious talk with him when I get back."
"Just be careful, or he'll send the pterodactyl after you, too."
"No, I think that was just you. Jack… what Dad did to you… it hasn't changed your mind, has it? You still like me?"
"Without wishing to tempt fate – or your dad – it would take a lot more than two weevils and a pterodactyl to make me stop liking you."

She smiled. "Good."

That evening, Jenny, Donna and the Doctor had gone back to the house they were using. Donna had gone to the supermarket, so Jenny and her dad were alone.

"Dad? Can I talk to you?"
"What is it, Jenny?"
"It's about Jack."

"Oh. What did he tell you?"
"That you're punishing him because he kissed me. Is that true?"
"Well, yes. I talked to him about you. He promised that nothing would happen and he broke that promise the next day."
"But that was a stupid promise! You shouldn't have made him promise anything. You can't control how he feels and you can't control how I feel."
The Doctor looked at her, puzzled. "Have you been talking to Donna about this?"
"Don't change the subject! Why have you got such a problem with the idea of us being together?"

"I'm just trying to protect you! I know Jack, and I know his past. He's… I'm afraid he'll hurt you. He probably says that he'd never do that, now, but I'm afraid he will. Maybe not tomorrow or next week or next month, but eventually he will."
"We won't be here next month! Me leaving with you and Donna when the TARDIS is fixed is more likely to hurt him than he is to hurt me."

"You can't blame me for trying to protect you."
"Yeah, I can. Because there's protecting me from aliens who might kill me, and there's "protecting" me from… from having fun, from Jack, from having a life. You're my dad, and I love you, but you have to let me live my life. And if me being with Jack is a mistake, then that's good, because if you don't let me make any mistakes, how can I learn from them?"

He looked up at her, and said quietly. "You're right."
"I am?"

"Yes. You're exactly right. It's just… I had a family, once. Children. Grandchildren. And I lost them. And then you came along… I don't want to lose you, like I lost them."
"Why would you? It's not like I'm running off into space by myself."
"You really like him, don't you?"
"Yeah, I do. He's amazing. We can talk about anything. We have fun together. And somehow, I know that if anything bad ever happened, he would protect me with his life."

"That sounds like him."

"So… no more punishments? Can Jack relax now?"
"No more punishments."

"Good." She went to the telephone, and dialled Jack's mobile number (there was a list of Important Phone Numbers pinned up next to the phone).

"Jack? It's me."
"What is it?"
"I spoke to Dad. I explained things. He's OK with it now."

"So no more revenge?"
"No, no more revenge."

"That's a relief. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah. See you tomorrow." She hung up and went back to the living room, sitting down next to the Doctor.

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