When the others catch up, Jack's using the comm unit. I can hear everything through mine.
"Owen?" Jack calls.
"Yeah?"
"It's me. Anything?"
"No, nothing. They're completely clear."
"Well, one of them did it. We just need to figure out how. Stay with the burglar all night if you have to, and keep an eye on those two."
"Okay, fair enough."
"Tosh…" Jack then turns off the comms.
When he finishes speaking to Tosh, he comes over to me.
"We're going back to the hub." We all head back to the car and go back. When we get there, we find Owen.
"What are you doing here?"
"Relaxing, what's it look like?"
"I gave you orders."
"Gwen can handle it."
"That's not the point. Those were your orders, Owen."
At that point, Gwen calls, interrupting whatever bullshit Owen was about to spew at Jack, who puts the call on speaker.
"Jack, it was the wife."
"Bring her in. Make sure she can't see, though. Don't need her seeing where the hub is."
"Got it."
Not too long later, Gwen walks in with the woman, who has a bag on her head and her hands cuffed behind her back. Jack wants to interrogate her. As it's fairly late, I decide to go home. Being pregnant gives me a viable excuse, and Jack lets me leave.
When I get to my flat, I promptly strip and go to my room. I lay upon the bed, just staring into space, missing the Doctor. I've been a part of this team for less than a day, and I already want to go back to the TARDIS. How am I supposed to last six more months?
I spend most of the night tossing and turning, wishing the Doctor was here to hold me in his arms.
Around 3am, it seems that is somehow going to be fulfilled. I awake to the glorious sound of the TARDIS in my flat. I put on a dressing gown, not knowing who will be coming out of it. Walking to the living room, I hear sounds of a man arguing with the TARDIS.
"Why would you bring me here?"
Hum.
"This is just a rubbish flat in the middle of rubbish Earth and-Maiden?"
It's at this point in his arguing he notices me.
"That's me."
"But you're—you're inside! With-with- oh nevermind!" He storms over to me and smashes his lips against mine. Judging by the pull I feel towards him, this is a future Doctor.
As we pull away, I ask, "Doctor, what are you doing here?"
"Me?! How can you be here and in there?!" He points to the TARDIS, as if accusing me.
"When did you regenerate?"
"You were there, you should know when I—oh. This is early you then, huh?"
"I'm 869, thank you very much. I hardly call that early."
"But this is before you had—oh. Oh. How long have you been away from me?" He doesn't give me time to continue, as he promptly undoes my dressing gown. "Judging by your size, I would say you were with Big Ears fairly recently. I mean—"
I cut him off with a slap to the face.
"Are you calling me fat?!"
"No! I would nev—"
"You undid my dressing gown! Now I'm naked!"
"Yes, well, I can see that! Actually… I can see that very clearly…" He looks at me like a starving man looks at the last piece of meat on the roast. I look down and see how my nakedness has, ahem, affected him.
"Doctor…" I whisper his name, his eyes darkening to a whole new level of desire.
He swiftly walks towards me and pulls me towards my bedroom with urgency. Once inside, I'm slammed into the door, his mouth on mine. My hands are roaming his clothed body when I feel something…interesting.
He pulls away for air, and I gasp out, "A bowtie?"
"Yeah. I mean, you picked it out, but what do you think?"
"It's cool."
"Ha ha! Yeah it is!"
"But it's coming off now." And with that, I begin to undress him while my lips ravish his. His hands are all over me, right until one dips down to my aching core. He slides a finger inside, and I moan as loud as physically possible. I can feel him smirking against my lips, so I reach down and grasp his member, eliciting a growl from him. I smirk right on back. We stumble our way over to the bed where he promptly slides into me. It quickly becomes a frantic mess, and I build to climax quickly. He manages to build up with me, and we cum together. He pulls me into his side and starts playing with my hair.
"I get it now."
"Get what?"
"Why you didn't come back to me right away. You always said that I was there in the beginning. I always thought you meant that one adventure with Big Ears, well, I say one, but there were a few more, and the few with Sand Shoes to come before you came back to a version of me that aligned with your pregnancy. But now I know. It was this me. And you're probably in the TARDIS smirking about me figuring it out right this minute. You told me that the first time you really wanted to come home, I brought home to you. You spent the night in my arms and in the morning, you said goodbye, knowing you would see me again before you could be with me again."
"So I'm going to see more of younger you?"
"Yeah. And every time, you hide my memories away. Just until you finally come home to me."
"And Torchwood? Are they alright when I leave?"
"Yeah, they never knew you were gone. The only time I could ever fly properly was when I needed to get you where you needed to be."
"I love you, Theta."
"I love you, Aghanashini."