Okay, I know this is hella short and doesn't really tie up the episode the way I'd like, but it's been sitting on my computer for months now and I can't seem to make anything else work when I try to add to it. I really just need to move on.

The Something Blue is very figurative.

Happy Veteran's Day!

Gwen felt like she was wading through a fog. Everything seemed hazy and distant since she'd received the news that she'd been poisoned. She only vaguely recalled Jack barking orders into his phone while the two aliens took apart old computers and pieced them together to form some sort of mechanical monstrosity. The sisters gently ushered her out of the room towards the locker rooms where they had some spare clothes. Changing out of the frilly wedding dress was far more cathartic than she expected. The distant fuzzy part of her awareness finally snapped, allowing her to piece everything together. With a growl, she began to tear at the lace and satin in her hands, the ripping noises only egging on her building rage. She continued her destruction to her carefully styled hair until it hung about her face in frizzy disarray. Moving to the sink, she avoided her reflection as she roughly scrubbed her skin free of her make-up.

She practically snarled as a hand settled on her shoulder. Her hands were considerably claw-like when she whirled around and tried to attack whoever had interrupted her. The person was bigger than her, both in height and width and he easily caught her in a bear hug, trapping her hands between them. She only struggled a moment before the familiar whispered voice penetrated her anger and she realized she was sobbing quite loudly into Jack's dress shirt. Her entire body gave up its will to stay upright as she sagged against him. Jack gently sank to the floor with her, his arms like steel bands around her waist, keeping her securely against him.

They sat together, her cradled in his lap, for an unknown amount of time, until finally she sobs subsided into quiet hiccups and she simply felt exhausted. She felt his large hand run through her hair once and his lips press fondly to the crown of her head.

"It's alright," he whispered. "I've got you. Everything will be alright."

And for the first time in she didn't know how long, Gwen believed those words.


Billie chewed on her lip as her eyes stayed trained on the door behind which her brother was currently comforting the woman he was in love with. The whole situation was fucked up and it completely broke her heart. She felt the Professor press against her back and his arms wrap around her. A sigh escaped as she leaned in the embrace.

"She'll be alright," his rough voice whispered in her ear.

"Will she?" she asked quietly.

The Professor didn't answer, instead cuddling her close as he changed the subject, "Tosh is on her way back. You and Josie are going to stay here with her and Gwen while we track down the bastard and find out how he got his hands on Huon Particles. We've already set up the machines to purge everything from her system. We'll set her up and she should be good by the time we get back."

For once, Billie didn't argue about being left behind. The day had been long and emotional for everyone. She just wanted to curl up with the Professor, put on a Disney movie, and forget about the world for the rest of the night. She squeezed his hand where it rested against her stomach to signal she understood the plan and tilted her head to look back and up at him.

"Just so you know, you ever try to pull anything like this, and I'm throwing you off the TARDIS and into a black hole."

He smiled humorlessly, understanding her need to move on from this and pressed a quick kiss to her lips before stepping away. She watched him disappear back into the main Hub area and took a deep breath. Once more unto the breach.