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Chapter 33 - Crash

It was still night. The full moon illuminated the beach where a small space craft burned. Eight Torchwood agents were around the wreckage, spraying it with fire extinguishers and looking for survivors.

Jake stood, with his arms crossed, observing everything.

Rose and the Doctor appeared behind him. Rose still wore her jeans, t-shirt and a jacket. The Doctor had put back on his jacket to his suit, but had left the vest and tie behind.

You could hear the roar of the ocean behind them, and the sound of the fire from the craft. The men were shouting as they worked to put the fire out. Jake looked down at his tablet as the Doctor put his hand on his shoulder.

"Alright. We're here. Catch us up." He told him.

Jake looked at Rose and smiled. "Nice to see you, Agent Tyler."

The Doctor smiled at him, "I'm sorry, this is Agent Smith. You were my Best Man. So soon you forget. So, what's happening?"

Jake handed him the tablet, "These are the reports from the past three nights-"

"I've seen these. Yes."

"The trajectory of this crash seems to mirror them. Exactly the same. Same place, same sort of craft, same time of night."

Rose held up her hand. "I'm sorry. What? This is exactly the same situation? In the same place?"

Jake nodded his head. "In every detail. It's very strange."

Rose asked, "What island are we on?"

The Doctor put his hands in his pockets. "It's not an island. This is in West Africa. Namibia. A lovely place where the desert touches the sea. This isn't a beach we're standing on."

Rose looked impressed. "Casualties?"

"Appears to be two. Same as the nights before."

The Doctor looked at Jake. "What did you do with the other wreckage? It's not here."

Jake shrugged his shoulders. "I send someone to get it and it is gone. I thought that first day that whomever the ship belonged to had sent someone to recover the craft."

Jack walked up to join them. His face was darkened from the smut of the fire. "Looks like a Flih'ylnea ship to me. But, I wouldn't think they would be this far over in this galaxy during this time period. Oh, hey, Doc'. What do you think?"

He crossed his arms, "A Flih'ylnea ship? It does appear to be that, but I agree. They are completely on the other side of the galaxy still."

Jack looked back at the ship, "Yeah. That's impossible."

The Doctor smiled back at Rose. "I like impossible."

Jack tossed his hands up. "Well, that doesn't make any damn sense."

Jake shook his head. "Could someone have stolen a handful of these ships and is throwing them down here to get our attention? No one has been detected though."

The Doctor groaned as he looked at Jack. Both of them knew the detection systems were extremely lacking during this time.

Rose tapped her lips as she thought. "This isn't different ships. This is the same ship. This is a casual loop."

The Doctor looked at her and smiled.

Jake looked surprised, "I'm sorry. What, Rose?"

Rose looked at Jake. "That's what it is. Someone has opened a small black hole and it's brought this ship from the other side of the galaxy to here, over and over."

Jake shook his head. "No, that's not possible Rose-"

Rose interrupted him. "No, listen. It fits. Four nights, exactly the same accident with a very unlikely ship that disappears in the morning? It's because this area is part of a time loop somehow. Wait, I'm wrong. It's not a casual loop. I'm calling it the wrong thing. It's an example of the Novikov self-consistency principle."

Clearly excited, The Doctor ran his hand through his hair and bit his lip.

Jack asked. "Why do you say that?"

Rose looked at him. "Well, it's simple. A casual loop would have an end and a beginning. This is just a loop. It keeps happening the same way. Theoretically permitted in certain solutions of general relativity that contains what are known as a closed, timelike curve. Or in this case, a complete circle."

The Doctor gritted his teeth as he looked at the ground. He rocked on his feet in excitement.

Jack still didn't believe what he was hearing. He looked back at the Doctor. "Is this you, bleeding into her?"

He smiled and shook his head. "No. That's completely her. She's brilliant, she is."

Jack asked. "What would cause it, Rose?"

"Someone messing about with putting a black hole someplace. Like in a Void." She said as she realized what had happened.

She looked at the Doctor and they both said at the same time, "Malcolm."

Jake looked at both of them. "Alright. Who would like to explain?"

Jack patted Jake on the shoulder. "I've got this. Go yell at Malcolm, Doc'. I'll catch you up, later."

Rose and the Doctor popped away.

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Rose and the Doctor popped back into their bedroom in their island home. Rose looked around surprised. "Well, what the hell?"

The Doctor was standing in front of her breathing in deep breaths. He seemed to be calming himself. "I just needed a bit. Besides I have no idea where Malcolm lives."

Rose laughed at him. "You could just ask. He's most likely at Torchwood right now."

The Doctor ran both of his hands through his hair and groaned.

"What's your problem? I can't even feel your emotions. You are shielding yourself from me."

"I'm trying to keep my hands to myself. I'm finding it difficult at the moment." He told her as he put his hands on his hips and shook his head. He looked down and took a deep breath.

Rose giggled at him. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him quickly. "Let down your shields. Let me feel this."

He held her around her waist. "Sweetheart, it would overwhelm you at the moment. I'm certain."

She looked down and unfastened his trousers. He watched her and smiled. "But, it does promise to show some relief in a bit."

She smiled at him. "Let's finished what we started, then we'll go yell at Malcolm."

"That's what I'm talking about!" He exclaimed as she pushed him over into the bed. She climbed on his waist as he rolled her over and kissed her. Both of them moaned and laughed quietly.

She slid down his trousers and pants and teased his already stiff staff. He was lost in kissing her. He unbuttoned her blouse and kissed down her chest. He rubbed her breast. "Oh, I could tell that was a sexy bra. Wow."

She rolled her eyes. "We need to be quick about this. Just-"

"No." His muffled voice told her as he kissed her neck. "Let me take my time." He rose up and unfastened her jeans. He slid them down with her knickers and kissed her stomach. "This beautiful, brilliant woman. Talking science to me in a desert. It was everything I could do to maintain control of myself."

He dropped his shields and Rose felt his emotions. He had been right. It was overwhelming. She could feel how much he wanted her, and it only made her want him as much. She rolled him over as he slipped inside of her. She leaned down to kiss him as she moved to give them both the pleasure they craved.

After a few moments, Rose stopped and looked at him.

"What? Why did you stop? What's wrong?" He asked her.

"You're alright, right?" Rose asked him.

He smiled at her. "Sweetheart, I'm fine. Come, kiss me."

Rose leaned down to meet his lips again. He held the back of her head as he snogged her again. He rolled her over and her head hung off the side of the bed. He thrust in her deeply. She moaned loudly as she held her hands to her face. After a few moments, he lifted her head back up on the bed.

"You're alright? I didn't mean to nearly push you off the bed." He smiled at her.

She was still trying to catch her breath. She patted his chest. He laughed as he stood up and slid back on his pants and trousers. He looked down at his shirt he still wore. He smiled as he shook his head. He took off his jacket and tossed it over on the bench at the end of the bed. Then unbuttoned his oxford and took it off. He rolled it up and wiped between her legs. "A bit too much tonight. For both of us. Wow."

Rose giggled as he tossed the oxford in the laundry and walked into the closet to get another shirt. In his absence, Rose pulled back up her knickers and jeans. She was buttoning up her shirt when he walked back into the bedroom wearing a blue t-shirt and was pulling on his jacket. "Alright. Let's go yell at Malcolm."

He helped Rose off of the bed and kissed her hand. "Okay, Rose. You sure about this? You want to try to talk him into stopping?"

Rose smiled at him. "I've got this. Watch and learn."

He rolled his eyes and grunted. She smiled at him.

"What?" He asked her. "You're looking at me strange."

She laughed, "You remind me of someone."

He looked confused, "I do? Who?"

She held him around his waist and kissed him quickly. "Some bloke I used to know. He had really short hair, wore a leather jacket. He was always complaining about something."

"He had big ears didn't he?"

"Like open car doors. It was dramatic." Rose laughed.

"Oh, hell. They were not that bad! Be careful, Rose. I'll get jealous." He teased her.

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