Ok, back from canoeing! It was great but I now have giant blisters! Owie! I now wanna write a story where the Doctor goes canoeing and he's like "What are you human's like? Floating in pieces of plastic down a bloody river!" Hehe! Inspiration! Watched the Shakespeare episode, it was awesome! I like Martha, she's ok. Ooh, if anyone watches Life on Mars, I'm so excited because it's the last one ever TONIGHT! Eeek!
Anyhoo, on with the story, sorry the chappies short but I'm hoping it's dramatic and although I said it was gonna become more serious, no matter how hard I try, I always include humour in my stories. It's so damn annoying! Ergh! Please review because I wanna reach triple figures! Pwetty pwease!
The Doctor dropped Alfie fairly carefully on the ground, shocking him out of his slumbers and darted forwards. There was no way this monster was hurting his Rose. Before he could act though a voice cut through the dark alley.
"Hey, Weevil, over here, big guy!" The Doctor stopped in his tracks, he knew that voice. But it was impossible, he was…dead. Three figures stepped out of the shadows, flicking on the torches at the end of their guns, "Now Ianto, get him!"
There was a sound like a whip crack and the Weevil fell to the ground with a wail of pain.
"Don't worry, guys, it's only a tranquiliser, the beastie will be fine in no time," the American voice spoke loudly. No one replied. "Ok, anyone hurt?" Still no reply, "Is anyone gonna speak?" Both Rose and the Doctor had frozen on the spot as Captain Jack Harkness stood in front of them.
"J, Jack?" Rose choked. The man who had spoken turned at looked at Rose; it was his turn to stare.
"Rose!" he gaped, he strode up to her, still staring, "Christ, it's really you!" He still looked in complete and utter shock.
"How are you alive? It's impossible!" Rose shouted.
"I like impossible. Not that that's my line, speaking of which, where is the Doc?" Jack looked around and caught sight of the outline of the Doctor, stock still.
"Well, that sure ain't the Doc. Kinda cute though, where'd you pick him up and where's the Doctor?" Jack looked at the Doctor curiously.
"That's…" Rose paused, "My boyfriend." The Doctor still possessed the ability to raise an eyebrow and did just that at Rose.
"Boyfriend, ey? I always thought you and the Doc...no never mind," Jack trailed off and held out a hand to the man before him, "So what's your name?"
"The Doctor, nice to see you again, Captain Jack Harkness!" the Doctor grinned and grabbed his hand in a hearty shake. Jack's jaw dropped.
"What the hell?"
"I've regenerated, Time Lord thing," the Doctor added, seeing Jack's blank face, "And nice to know you like the new me!" Jack managed to regain his composure and draw the Doctor into a hug.
"What I wanna know is how the hell you're alive?" the Doctor asked as Jack released him, "And how did you end up in 21st century Cardiff?"
"Well, it's a long complicated story which would be better told back at the Hub because I'm sure some of my own colleagues would like to know where I came from," Jack replied.
"Colleagues?" the Doctor laughed, "Jack not working on his own, that's a new one!"
"Um…" the Doctor felt a tug on his trousers and looked down. Nobody had noticed the small boy pick himself off the floor and shuffle towards the group, listening intently.
"Aw, who's the little munchkin, in fact who are both the little munchkins," Jack jerked a thumb at Hollie who was sitting in Rose's arms, "Pick 'em up on your travels?"
"Who you calling a munchkin?" Alfie scowled at the tall, loud American.
"Ooh, he has a voice," Jack grinned patronisingly.
"If you're looking for a kick you're going the right way about it," the young boy growled and Jack's eyes widened in shock.
"But, you're a little kid; you shouldn't be able to speak like that," Jack gaped looking from the boy to the Doctor and back.
"That's because he's my son," the Doctor smiled at his old friend's expression, "Alfie."
"Your son?!" Jack's jaw dropped even further if that was possible.
"Mine and Rose's," the Time Lord added.
"I see you've been busy whilst I was away then."
"Yeah, Jack," Rose rolled her eyes at him.
"So, are they twins? They don't look that similar," Jack looked pointedly at the girl quivering in Rose's arms.
"No…" Rose began but was interrupted by a grunt from the Weevil on the ground; its eyes opened a crack.
"Jack, I think we better get him back to the Hub," Ianto spoke up looking apprehensively at the creature.
"Good thinking," Jack, distracted from his probing, became leader of his team once again and Rose and the Doctor watched as he took control. The Weevil was put into the back of a nearby van and Jack's two companions climbed into the front. "You two go ahead and tell the others we are gonna have visitors."
"But, Jack, how are you going to get back?" Tosh asked as he shut the van doors.
"Let's just say that in a little while a random blue box is going to appear in the Hub. Now go." Ianto nodded and put his foot on the accelerator. The van whizzed off and disappeared from sight.
"Rightiho, back to the TARDIS," the Doctor grinned and turned on his heel. Alfie jogged to catch up as he strode out of the alleyway.
"You ok with the little one," Jack gestured to Hollie who was in Rose's arms, "I can take her if you want."
"That would be great, if you don't mind, my arms have gone all weak," Rose sagged with relief and passed the child over to Jack. Then she hurried off to catch up with her son and the Doctor.
"So then," Jack smiled at the girl, following, "What's your name?"
"Hollie," Hollie piped up and Jack's step momentarily faltered.
"Hollie?" he repeated.
"Yes, but Alfie's not my twin. The Doctor and Rose aren't my parents. I'm an orphan," Hollie mumbled. Jack's pace became even slower, his mind racing.
"Do you know who your parent's are?" Jack asked, his breath catching in his throat.
"Not really, my mum died before I was one, so I don't remember her and my dad disappeared just after I was born. He was a Time Agent." Jack froze completely.
Hehe, told you it was kinda dramatic! Come on! REVIEW! I wanna reach 100! Please!