Note: And BEHOLD. The last chapter... Actually, it's more like an epilogue... *shrugs*
Chapter 10 - Forget
The Judge glanced at the Doctor and Jack, both still unconscious before turning to the witnesses of the previous court hearing. "Case 1011 has been open for nearly two hundred years and after recent events witnessed, I think it's best we all forget the current events revolving around case 1011 to prevent suspicions of the Shadow Proclamation. The Architect's reckless actions have spawned several uproars from my superiors."
"You want us to pretend we knew nothing of the recent events involving case 1011?" one of the hooded figures asked. The Judge shook his head.
"I want you all to forget, not to pretend. How can you tell you will ever speak of the matters ever again? I have prepared doses of retcon for everyone." Then he gestured towards the Doctor and Jack behind him. "They were dragged into the case, therefore they must forget, too. I've told the nurses to come up with a back-story for them in case they ask what they're doing in hospital."
"What about Alex Johnson?" Someone asked.
"His body hasn't been found. We assume he is dead," the Judge replied. They exchanged glances before the Judge cleared his throat. "Those in favour of the retcon scheme?" Everyone raised their hand and the Judge nodded. He produced two syringes of retcon from under his sleeve and approached the sleeping forms of the Doctor and Jack.
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The Doctor woke up from a healing coma and a splitting headache. He frowned at his surroundings. Judging from the white walls, the smell of disinfectant, the numerous medical equipment, the lack of little shops... Yup, he was in a hospital. What was he doing in a hospital? Did he trip over a brick? He checked over his body and noticed his lower abdomen was heavily bandaged. He frowned and unwrapped the bandages to reveal light scarring – nothing too severe from what it initially might have looked like... Looks like his healing comma worked wonders as usual. There was a loud groan next to him and Jack yawned, stretching his arms before blinking several times and frowning.
"Why are we in a hospital?" the American asked, slightly bewildered.
"I thought you might know," the Doctor mumbled. He spotted a nurse walking by and called out to her. "Excuse me… err, what happened to us?" The nurse arched a brow.
"You don't remember?" she wondered. "We found your ship drifting in front of the Shadow Proclamation. Your door was left open when we had a look inside, we found you unconscious and severely injured so we took you in." The Doctor and Jack exchanged confused glances. Then the Time Lord shrugged, dismissing it as one of those normal strange occurrences. He felt through his pockets and frowned, realising his sonic screwdriver was missing. Not to worry, he's got loads in the TARDIS. Then his head perked up. "Speaking of drifting ships, where is my ship?"
"It's parked in storage floor 237. You can get it once you discharge yourselves from the ward," the nurse replied with a smile.
"Crap, I lost my Vortex Manipulator!" Jack exclaimed, arms flailing as he looked in every direction possible.
"I'm afraid that Vortex Manipulator is property of the Time Agency," the nurse chipped in. "And full-time Time Agents can only be in possession of those devices. We took the liberty to transmat the vortex manipulator back to the Agency." Jack groaned at that and the Doctor giggled.
"I'm fully patched up. What about you, Jack?" He asked, trying to change the subject since he was raring to go. The ex-Time Agent nodded and clambered from his hospital bed.
"Better than you," he quipped with a charismatic grin. The Doctor rolled his eyes and clambered from his bed to look at the nurse. "We'll be discharging ourselves now."
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A blue box suddenly materialised into the Torchwood Hub. The door opened and Jack poked his head out, only to have three guns trained on him.
"Where the bloody hell have you been?!" Gwen Cooper yelled, holstering her gun. Jack laughed and threw his arms around the Welsh girl.
"Oh, it's so good to see you again," he mumbled, squishing Gwen in his embrace. He sees Ianto over Gwen's shoulder and releases Gwen to go for Ianto. The Doctor watched the hug fest from his ship in amusement before Jack turned back to the Doctor. "Guess this is where we part?"
"Yup," the Doctor replied, popping the 'p'. Jack made a quick salute and smiled. "Oh! And don't forget this. I know you can't live without it." He produced a Vortex Manipulator from his pocket.
"When... How?!" Jack boggled, taking the device gratefully. The Doctor grinned.
"Whilst you were filling out your discharge papers, I may have snuck into the Shadow Proclamation computer system and tracked down the last transmat co ordinates to the Time Agency and reversed the process," he smirked, waving his sonic screwdriver in front of Jack. The ex-Time Agent laughed at that, putting his Vortex Manipulator on and placing an arm around Gwen's shoulder.
"So where are you off to this time?"
The Doctor took a moment of thought. "Somewhere less… hectic," he thought out loud. Then his face lit up. "You know what, I'm going to Mars."