I love Twig. He's my best OC ever.
In Which There Is Far Too Much Travelling
They stayed in Barcelona for what they agreed was almost a month. The next planet they visited was the planet Ratchaliente, where every single woman had a child, and every single child was happy. It was a nursery planet, the Doctor explained.
They stayed there almost as long as they did Barcelona, although Twig didn't appreciate it as much as Jenny did. Twig was to be on his best behaviour the whole time, something which the little Barcelonan puppy found difficult. Jenny, however, was pampered beyond belief by the women on Ratchaliente, because it had been a long time, apparently, since a pregnant lady had visited.
Donna was confused by this, but the Doctor explained that as a nursery planet, it was like a big giant playgroup where kids went with their mothers or other carers, or where provided with carers. Donna pointed out that that was an awful lo of children. The Doctor shrugged and said there was an awful lot of Universe.
They left Ratchaliente, with Jenny promising she would return with her baby one day, and moved on to the next planet, which was called Indiana.
The Doctor and Jack both appreciated Indiana a lot more than either of the other planets they had visited recently, as it was named Indiana after the old Earth films, and was nicknamed 'The Adventure Planet'.
They visited many planets over the next few months, and the Doctor enjoyed every single one. Why? Simple. The company.
He had Jack, he had Donna, he had Rose and he had Jenny. And even Twig.
Twig, by the way, caused some problems when they visited New Earth again, albeit briefly, by scaring the hell out of half the population.
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"Ooh, that one!" Rose exclaimed, pointing to a round cherry coloured planet on the console screen.
"Are you sure?" The Doctor asked, smiling at her.
Rose nodded.
The Doctor pulled a lever and they were off again.
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"Welcome to the planet Diligo!" the Doctor exclaimed, throwing open the TARDIS doors and stepping a side so the procession – it really was a procession, any more people and the situation was in danger of becoming domestic, as Jack had so kindly pointed out.
Actually, the Doctor admitted to himself and only himself, the situation in the TARDIS was slightly domestic. There he was, with his significant other, his pregnant daughter, his daughter's boyfriend and one of his best mates – friends, that is, one of his best friends.
Hell, they even had a dog.
"The planet of l'amour" Jack commented, looking around. "Love is, quite literally, in the air."
They were silent for a moment as they walked, before Donna broke it.
"Think I'll find a bloke?"
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The locals welcomed them warmly, and they were ushered into a tavern to tell the stories of their travels. Rose was more than happy to oblige, and the Doctor sat back, watching her in admiration.
"She knows you're looking. Just admit it to her already." Jack's annoying voice cut in
"What?"
"You know what."
The Doctor ignored him
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It was pushing on night time now, and Jack was out for a wander with Donna. Some waiters kept offering the Doctor, Rose and Jenny drinks. Rose and the Doctor had plenty, but the Doctor kept telling them that Jenny would just have water.
Jenny said, "Can't I try some?"
"This drink contains a small part of alcohol and it also serves as a smidge of an aphrodisiac." The Doctor said cheerfully, obviously a little tipsy.
Rose winked at him. "I'm counting on that!"
"Oh come on, guys." Jenny laughed. "You'll make me ill."
"Anyway, not good for the baby." The Doctor finished, in a mock-firm mode.
Jack and Donna came back soon after, apparently having had some of the magical cocktail of hope and wonder too. They were laughing their heads off.
"This woman." Jack stated. "Is an irresponsible, rash, reckless flirt. Three men. At once."
"That's your job!" the Doctor complained evidently not so much a little tipsy as a lot drunk.
"Oi!"
Jenny, the only one here who was sober, glanced around at them all, and then stared at Donna. "What did you do with the three men?" she asked cautiously.
"Just flirting" Donna promised.
Jack pulled something out of his pocket. "I got you a present, Rose!" he said. It was a necklace. "The Doctor would, but he's too bloody stubborn."
"Oh no!" Rose exclaimed, turning pleadingly to Jenny. "Jenny, tell him to put it away. I don't know where it's been. Hell, he probably doesn't know where it's been!"
"Come on, how could this possibly be anything disturbing and or disgusting?" Jack demanded.
"It's you." The Doctor explained.
The night went past, them laughing at the top of their voices, even Jenny, who hadn't had a drop.
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Later that night, or quite possibly early next morning, the Doctor and Rose sat together in a balcony in their room. The alcohol had worn off slightly.
"The necklace is beautiful." Rose admitted.
"Yeah. I'll need to thank Jack later." The Doctor said.
"You do?"
"Yes. He saved me the trouble."
"What?"
"I was going to get you one." The Doctor explained, thankful for the dark indigo sky hiding his face. "As a gift. Rose, I've really missed you…"
And we'll leave them alone now, as the beautiful dawn of Diligo came into view with its two bright suns…
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"Jenny."
"What?"
"Can I speak to you?"
"You are, stupid!" Jenny pointed out. "Are you still drunk?"
Jack grinned. "No, no…not much. I want to ask you a question."
Jenny smiled at him. "Go on."
Jack looked at her, in the first light of day, almost in her ninth month of pregnancy, and saw how beautiful she was. Taking a deep breath, he got to one knee.
Jack reached into his pocket and drew out a small box, which he flipped open to show a band made out of a metal never seen on Earth, but which was obviously very valuable, and a bright multicoloured gem, a precious jewel that shone in the dawn light.
"I've lived an eternity and never once did this." He told her, swallowing slightly.
"What?"
"Jenny, will you…could you…might you…"
"Spit it out, Jack."
"Jenny, I'm asking you to marry me."
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You can imagine Donna's annoyance that she was sharing a room with a dog. She felt much happier when one of her 'friends' from earlier arrived with more drinks.
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Later, that afternoon, they said goodbye to Diligo. Each one of them was looking ridiculously happy and pleased with themselves as they entered.
"Doctor, there's something I…we…need to tell you" Jack said hesitantly as the TARDIS dematerialised.
"Hang on." The Doctor said, pushing Twig off of him. "We need to get you disguised, boy."
Jack waited.
"What is it?" the Doctor asked presently.
"I…"
But then, with Martha's perfect timing, the Doctor's mobile rang.
"Hold that thought." The Doctor said, pushing a button on his phone. "You're on speaker, Martha." He said.
"Who's Martha?" Rose whispered to Donna.
Donna explained.
The voice that echoed through the control room cut through their good moods. Martha's voice was choked with tears.
"Doctor, Tom…William...help!"
"Martha, what's wrong? Where are you?"
"Cardiff." Martha stuttered. "Family holiday. Torchwood…William...I don't know…"
"Martha, calm down. Explain." The Doctor urged her.
"We're in Cardiff, I'm outside…I can't find Tom, and I don't know where my son is, Doctor, people are dying, we need you!"
"What? What's happening?" Jack demanded.
"They're here!" Martha screamed
"What are?" Donna pressed.
But all they heard was Martha's scream and a clatter as she dropped the phone.
"SEEK! LOCATE! EX-TER-MIN-ATE!"
"Martha!" the Doctor and Jack yelled in unison.
The phone went dead.
Rose's line upon receiving the necklace about putting it away was not mine. It belonged to another author person on his site whose name I can't remember.
Donna and Jenny didn't shout because they had no idea what the voice meant, and Rose doesn't know who Martha is properly.
If you don't review, Martha may never find William or Tom again.