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Chapter 50 - Debriefing

After Tony had left with Pepper, Genie and the two guys that the Doctor insisted he take, the Doctor held a quick meeting with the rest of the Quauthin and Logan.

"Alright. We don't have a lot of time, but we need to go over some things. Most of you are going to the debriefing, but if you are staying, I need you to help prepare for us to clone the buildings here. Arla made a good point. If you clean it once, you won't have to clean it twice when there are two. But, I need to also tell you that Rose, Timon and I chatted about it with Summus. We plan to clone the flats outside first, then the entire island."

Lewis held up his hand. "Hang on. So, we will have double the flats here? Well, and there?"

He nodded his head. "Yes. We now have sixteen Quauhtin, Logan, Ashena, Arla and its honestly just a matter of time before Jake kicks Jack out and he's back here with us."

Several of the men chuckled and nodded their heads. Legate held up his hand. "The island we are cloning to is larger than this one by about 200 meters. You have room if you want to do something there that's not here."

Summus looked back at Legate. "Like what?"

Legate smiled, "A football pitch. Outside."

The Doctor got excited. "Oh! That is a brilliant idea! Yes! Timon, can we do that?"

Timon rubbed his chin and smiled. "Oh, hell yeah. Why didn't we think of that? This process will be done in stages. First the additional flats here. Then the main house in the Atlantic with the workshop, the double flats there, the boats, boathouse and dock, and then a football pitch. Any particular pitch in mind, Legate?"

Legate held out his hand, "Just copy the one at the Royal Gardens. It's simple. Doesn't have a ton of seating to deal with, but enough for a small crowd."

The Doctor nodded his head. "Yes. Run a foreign object on it before it's completely placed to rule out any sharp rocks, Timon. Great idea, Legate!"

Timon continued, "Remove anything living. Plants or animals. I will personally take Zeus to the ship after this meeting concludes to ensure his safety. Lance. Your goldfish will need to be secured on the ship as well. The Doctor mentioned he has a plant he needs moved."

The Doctor shook his head. "No. I handled that this morning. Unless Rose has something, I'm ready to go."

Timon nodded his head. "Right. If you have any questions, please ask. No question is a stupid question. I've already put the island defense shield in place, it only needs to be activated once everything is placed. Unless you have a watch, or pop in with someone with a watch, you won't be able to get on the island from Earth."

Lewis asked, "Hurricanes are more frequent in the Atlantic than the Pacific. Will that pose a problem?"

Timon shook his head. "No. The island defense shield can be increased to a dome to protect the island from almost anything."

Lewis crossed his arms and looked impressed. "Interesting."

Summus asked, "Both islands will have a perception filter, right?"

Timon nodded, "It's already in place, just waiting to be activated. I have to say, Varro and Exton were a huge help getting this all sorted yesterday and last night."

The Doctor continued, "Good men. Okay, next. I would like to move the house before the game so we can watch it in the new place tonight. I have no idea how long this meeting will last though, and I know that's probably just wishful thinking on my part."

Summus asked, "What time is the game?"

Polotius spoke, "It's a night game. 8:00 pm."

Summus looked surprised, "That late? We should be fine. What else do you have?"

The Doctor bit his lip and leaned into the back of the chair where Summus sat, "I don't say it enough. Thank you, guys. I would have already grabbed this entire family and ran away from this place had it not been for all of you. I just sent my daughter to Disneyworld hours after I was kidnapped and shot. And I can stand here and not be in a blind panic for her safety because I know now what sort of training each one of you have been through, what you have endured and what you have sacrificed to be a member of the Guard. It's truly an honor to be counted among you."

"Here! Here!" Summus cheered as the rest of the men shouted something in Quauhtin. The Doctor stood up straighter and smiled.

Rose walked into the room, "It sounds like I'm late for the party." She was already dressed in her jeans and long sleeved blouse. She carried Sam in her arms.

The Doctor smiled at her. He turned to the table, "Is that everything?"

Summus shook his head. "No. Lewis is at this moment, officially in charge. I have stepped down. Lewis will be rejoining the unit this afternoon. Is that right, Lewis?"

Lewis nodded his head. "Yes. We've got some new guys and need to be able to communicate with them. We'll do it before the game. Remember, headaches are normal for a few hours after a rejoining. But, if they persist, don't try to be a hero. See the Doctor. He can help with that."

The Doctor nodded, "Right. I already have an injector mixed up. Simple thing. There's no shame in it."

Shakes spoke. "Anyone who can help smarten up any area of the main house, or the flats is to busy themselves here with that. Arla has it on her mind she's going to handle it all, and that's just too much for anyone to take on. You are to assist Arla, or Rose, with anything that they need today. A Quauthin is clean and organized. Make it happen."

All of the men tapped the table.

Lewis smiled, "Dismissed! Get to your posts."

Rose rubbed the Doctor's back. "I got here just in time. Why do they tap the table?"

The Doctor rubbed his beard. "It's like applause. It means they agree." He smiled down at Sam who grabbed the Doctor's finger and put it in his mouth. "Daddy is going to need his finger back. Rose. I really need to go. We're all going to be late and Pete is going to be proper pissed."

Rose smiled, "Go on. Get your jacket and do up your tie properly."

He grabbed his suit's jacket and slipped it on. "Right. Oh, Genie is missing her Goofy doll. Tony has taken her to Disneyworld to get another one. They are just making a day out of it together. I sent Varro and Exton with them."

Rose looked confused. "I'm sorry. What? Tony and Genie went to Disneyworld?"

He laughed, "Surprised the hell out of me, too. She's having so much fun. It's good for them both. She'll be back later tonight."

Rose shook her head and smiled. "When you think it won't get more surprising."

He buttoned up his vest and jacket. "Right?"

Lewis walked up next to him and put his hand on his shoulder. "Two minutes."

The Doctor nodded his head. "Thanks, Lewis."

Rose looked at the guys. Some of them were popping away to the meeting, while others stood and chatted with Timon about the move. Rose looked at the Doctor. "You."

He smiled at her. "Me?"

She smiled, 'Did you get everything finished?'

He nodded his head. 'I did all of my paperwork, went over all of the case files for the hospital, moved the playground equipment in to the children's playroom downstairs and the TARDIS back in the box. She's in my pocket. Feels strange in my head. She's gotten stronger.'

Rose smiled at him. "You are going to have double the dirty movie collection by tonight."

He laughed and rolled his eyes, "Lucky me."

Rose laughed, "Be careful. If they came from Torchwood, you could be walking into something."

He looked seriously at her. "I thought about that. Aemilius and Licio are already there with Pete. He's fine. Everything is fine there. They even moved my office." He smiled at her. "It's on the other side of the building where no one can shoot at me. It's the little things in life."

Lewis walked back over. "Alright. Let's go."

He leaned in and kissed Rose quickly. "I'll see you tonight. Let me know if you need me. I'll pop immediately back to you."

Rose smiled, "Go deal with Dad."

He leaned down and kissed Sam. "Be good for mum."

He popped away.

Lewis looked at Rose and smiled. "Your tea and breakfast is waiting for you on the bar. He was going to bring it to you in bed, then leave."

Rose smiled. "I love that man."

Lewis smiled and popped away.

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The Doctor's new office was twice as large as the other one had been. One entire wall was floor to ceiling windows, and the view looked out over everything in London. All of the men had popped directly inside of it and were looking it over.

Legate walked over to the windows. "You would have to be one hell of a sniper to get this shot."

The Doctor looked around, "Yeah."

One side of the room held a wooden desk with a tall chair behind it. Three black cushioned chairs sat in front of the desk. A painting hung behind it.

Logan smiled at it. "Van Gogh. Nice touch."

The Doctor nodded, "One of my favorites of his. Starry Night. I always wanted to meet him."

Over near the windows sat two sofas and four chairs around a large glass table. To the right, was a small bar and a door that lead to an executive suite complete with a bed and bathroom. To the left, stood door that lead to a conference room encased in glass. The long wooden table had at least twenty chairs around it. Michelle was in the room setting down water bottles and talking to Logan.

Jake walked in. "Pete's not here yet?"

The Doctor shook his head. "Nah. Haven't heard from him today."

Jake nodded his head. "He was up at the space dock last I heard. Everything was cleaned up, he just wanted to see it for himself. All traffic is still shut down. It is just a damn mess."

The Doctor looked confused, "What?"

Michelle spoke, "Excuse me, Doctor Smith. I'm sorry to interrupt. Pete asked me to have you start the meeting and he'll be along in just a few minutes."

He nodded his head. "Right. Ummm. Logan…"

Michelle smiled, "He's breathing. He's not hurt, badly. He's doing something he loves. He's as safe as he can possibility be. I'm grateful. Don't think I'm going to be cross if he shows up with a black eye from time to time. I have six sons. Two of my other ones have a black eye for far less noble reasons than their older brother does."

The Doctor smiled in relief. "Yes, ma'am."

Michelle walked away. Lewis whistled loudly to get the room's attention, "Alright boys! Let's do this."

They all moved into the conference room and took a seat. Jack came running in. As soon as he saw him, the Doctor fell over laughing hysterically. Jake turned around and saw him and started to laugh. "Had to take a minute to get cleaned up?"

Jack put his hands on his hips and smiled. "You guys just suck. I thought one of Sam's diapers had exploded all over me."

The Doctor asked him, "You couldn't smell that it was chocolate?"

"You know I can't smell like that. And I sure as hell don't plan to taste something if it might be shit." Jack told him.

The Doctor laughed hysterically and laid his head on Lewis' shoulder. Lewis laughed, "I really need you to fill me in on that later."

The Doctor wiped the tears from his eyes. "Oh, I will. Poor Jack just hasn't had any luck with chocolate."

Jack sat down next to Jake and flipped the Doctor the bird.

Lewis chuckled. "Oh, yes. That will be a great story."

The Doctor put his sonic screwdriver on the table and pressed a button. Lewis sat with his arms crossed watching him. "What? Looking for bugs?"

The Doctor picked it up and looked at it. "Yep. And we're all clear."

Lewis nodded his head. "Good idea." Lewis turned his head and stood up. "Alright. Let's get this started. First of all, does anyone not know why we are here?"

The room got quiet. Lewis continued. "Alright. Well, in the event of a kidnapping or other major event, there is to be a debriefing. This is not meant to be a so called, "ass chewing", but instead a look at ourselves to see what exactly happened. What we could have done differently. Discuss our current status, and where we go from here. Pete will be along shortly. He's up at the Space Dock. As you know, all traffic has been shut down."

The Doctor shook his head. "I don't know about that. What's that about?"

Lewis nodded his head. "Last night, fifteen Torchwood Agents popped into the Royal Presidential Palace. They were there for seventeen minutes before anyone reported they were there, and it was the men they had taken hostage. There was an agent who went into Watch Traffic Control, which is a small desk in the Space Traffic Control, and killed everyone on duty. That's how the unauthorized jumps went unreported for so long."

Jack shook his head. "It was savage. Just take my word for it. We aren't going to have to look at pictures are we?"

Lewis shook his head. "I don't see any benefit in that at this time."

Legate crossed his arms and swore in Quauhtin. "All of these men who had access to the watches were handpicked by Thomas. Isn't that right, Doc'?"

The Doctor nodded his head. "Yes."

Pete walked in with Aemilius and they both sat down at the other end of the table. Lewis saw them. "Pete, Aemilius. To catch you up, we are just covering the Watch and Space Traffic Control situation."

Pete nodded his head. "Thank you. There's been a new development concerning that. All of the agents authorized with a watch, have been recalled to have them turned in until we can figure out what the hell is going on. Aemilius and I just returned from tracking down Thomas at his flat. Someone had been there before us. It appeared…..brutal. I've called Harriet and given the entire situation to MI6. We're in way over our heads here gentlemen, and I don't care to admit it. I won't have anymore blood on my hands trying to handle this internally."

Several of the men swore under their breath.

Pete looked up at the Doctor, "Thank you for keeping Rose out of here. I do not want her in this building until this is sorted."

The Doctor nodded his head. "Agreed."

Lewis continued, "Alright. Having said that… I imagine we are to work with these men to get to the bottom of this."

Pete nodded, "Yes. But, help me sleep tonight. Until further notice, every soul in this room is a red, blooded human. Are we clear? Do not let any of these MI6 guys know where you are really from. I don't need something else to worry about."

Lewis nodded his head. "Agreed. Everyone clear on that?"

The room mumbled their agreement.

Lewis asked Pete, "Would you like to continue, or…?"

Pete looked at them, "Guys. I'm in a bit of shock at the moment. Just continue with the meeting and maybe I'll come to. Carry on."

Lewis nodded his head. "Right. Okay. The Doctor, Legate and Logan identified the man who was paid to bring them in last night. We're not sure whether he is still alive or not. We're currently tracking down his dental records to compare to the other suspects that were neutralized last night."

Pete held up his hand, "Wait. I didn't know about this. Who was it?"

The Doctor stated, "Hammer. Justin Hammer. Tony said he heard he needed cash for something he wants to bring to the Expo and show off. He wanted Malcolm's black hole, but I don't know what he's after now."

Pete pointed at the table, "I want to have a discussion with this Malcolm. We have to ensure that is not going to be an issue. Where the hell is he?"

The Doctor sighed, "I'll get Michelle to arrange something and I'll chat with him. You might send him into a panic, Pete. He's a nervous sort."

Pete nodded his head. "Alright."

Lewis added. "Varro is running a scan from the ship to see if he can locate Hammer. If he surfaces, we'll get a man on him."

Pete grumbled, "I'd like to get my hands on him."

Lewis sighed, "Which brings me to my next point. You all know that we now have a Rixalarian psychologist/ psychiatrist. Which is she, Pete?"

Pete shook his head. "I have no idea. But, new rules in place now demand that anyone who was part of a terrorist act has to go spend some time with her and chat."

The Doctor looked shocked, "What?"

Pete pointed at him. "You want to play rules with me, son! I'll play! I need a list of these damn protocols that shut everything down last night."

The Doctor looked over at Lewis and sighed, "Give him the list, Lewis."

Lewis continued, "All of you have been sent a list of the Protocol codes. As we saw from last night, these are merely a way to pointing a direction. Protocol One, returns everyone to the island in the Pacific. Protocol Two, returns everyone to the Doctor's ship. Protocol Three, returns everyone to the Tyler Mansion while Protocol Four will return everyone to the flat in London. Protocol Five has been reserved for the island home in the Atlantic. Study these codes and know them in your sleep if you don't already. When a protocol is called, all watch traffic and space traffic is ceased. All Quauhtin need to use the telepathic link to check in with me, while all Torchwood agents have to report in. Logan and Jack. You will report to Jake, the Doctor or myself. This is what lead us to discover something had went terribly wrong in certain places last night, which we will get into. Torchwood is working at minimum capacity today with all units except….who?"

The Doctor rubbed his beard. "Delta. They are in Brazil working a crash that was just found there. Looks weeks old."

Jake nodded his head. "I know the entire Delta Unit. Good lot. They were not involved in this."

Pete pointed, "MI6 has a lock out system, which I'm looking at getting here. They have one at the Pentagon at Langley, too. Completely secures the building and all movement is tracked from multiple locations at all times."

The Doctor nodded, "Yes. That's a tough system they have there. They never have a problem with that. The one at MI6, full of faults. In fact, I probably need to chat with them about that over there. I could prevent that from happening."

Pete nodded his head. "Right. That's what I need to know. This seems to have gotten worse than it was before. At least when it was Idles, we saw this stuff coming."

Legate spoke. "I seem to remember four men taken into custody, back after the explosion in New York. The Doctor couldn't put them to sleep with his telepathically."

The Doctor nodded, "They had a lead lined suit that prevented that. How would someone know about that? The truck we were taken in was also lead lined to keep us from calling for help."

Pete shook his head. "The CIA did experiments with persons who were telepathic back during the Cold War. It's highly classified, terrible stuff. I'll get Howie to send over the information on that."

Lewis asked, "So, maybe someone who worked with that?"

The Doctor shook his head. "That was a long time ago. Humans don't live that long. That couldn't be it."

Pete pointed at them, "That would normally rub me the wrong way, but in all honestly, I only trust my family, and the people sitting in this room at this moment. I do not want to deal with anyone from Earth. And I realize that sounds completely mad. I want a list of all non-Earth people and their species that works for Torchwood. I want you to look it over and see if there's anyone we need to be concerned with. Someone who might be working with these people."

Jake shook his head. "They've said all along that they wanted to get rid of the non-humans. Are you thinking it's an alien now?"

Lewis rubbed his chin. "Damn. Begin a war by having the species kill themselves out so you can invade the planet. I've heard of that. Doc'. Who did that? I know you know."

He shook his head, "It didn't happen in the other dimension. At least I don't think so. Let me have a think on that."

Lewis nodded his head. "Right. Okay, from the top of the events of last night, anyone feel free to stop me at anytime to interject anything."

"First, fifteen Torchwood Agents remove their GPS and pop into the Royal Palace. All of their GPS' were found in an office."

Jack asked, "Who's office?"

Pete sighed, "Rose's office. On her desk. Just like they are sending us a message or something."

Jack shook his head. "They couldn't have just pulled out their tooth and put it on the desk without something to deaden the area. I'll look into the dentist office here to see if anything is missing."

Pete nodded his head. "Good idea."

Lewis nodded, "We've discussed Space Traffic Control."

Logan shook his head. "We can't keep that closed down. It needs to come back online as soon as possible."

The Doctor looked at Logan. "Why do you think that, Logan? I agree with you, but I'm curious."

Logan shrugged his shoulders. "It's a major port. The longer it's closed, the more rumors will be circulated and they will only get more outlandish. The attack there could have been to prevent someone from docking there for a period of time, which will only make those species more cross. Plus, it makes us appear weak, disorganized and ill prepared for an attack."

The Doctor looked impressed. "Damn. Couldn't have said it better myself. I believe we should move Space Traffic Control back down inside of the Torchwood building until further notice. Jake, let's recall Delta unit. You trust these guys?"

Jake nodded his head. "Yes. That's my old unit that Mickey, Rose and I all served with."

Pete smiled, "The Wolf Unit-"

Jake smiled, "I don't think they still call themselves that."

Jack looked curiously, "Wolf Unit?"

Pete pointed at Jake. "It was their code names. Jake was Curly Wolf. Rose was Bad Wolf and Mickey was what?"

Jake smiled, "Big Bad Black Wolf."

The Doctor laughed under his breath. "I can see that."

Jake nodded, "I'll have them back in my office by this afternoon. What do you have on your mind?"

The Doctor looked down the table. "Pete. If Jake knows this group, and feels they can be trusted, then I trust his judgment. Let's talk to them about breaking that group apart to lead the other ones. That way they can possibility spot something off and we know they will report it to us."

Pete thought, "I like that idea. Lewis?"

Lewis nodded his head. "Makes sense. Keep two from Delta together in each one to work together. It will help to keep them focused, and in case one of them is hurt, the other can take over. Also, have them check in with you, Jake, daily at first about their unit. Keep that meeting classified. Their agents don't need to know they are a suspect until we get this sorted out."

Jake nodded his head. "Right. Watch use?"

Pete groaned. "I'm not comfortable with it at the moment. I would rather every agent turn them in until we can come up with a better situation. These fifteen people could have just as easily popped into my son's bedroom last night. The Doctor, Lewis and I will have a think on that and come up with something. I'm saying, put them in a box, and give them to Director Smith to keep up with until further notice."

Jake agreed, "Right. We can work with that."

Pete bit his lip, "That will get us back up and running. Who else is trained for Space Traffic Control?"

Summus sighed, "One of the Quauhtin could manage it until we could train someone to take over."

Lewis nodded his head. "That would work. Volunteers?"

Lance, Legate, and Summus raised their hands.

The Doctor pointed, "Lance. Take the first watch with that. Jake, find someone that Summus can train starting tomorrow. He's the best man we have with that. Legate, you are Lance's relief with Logan tonight. Show him how to do that. You lot call me if you need assistance with anything."

Legate nodded his head. "Certainly!"

Summus smiled, "It's good to get back to what I love. I'd be very happy to do that for you, Pete."

Pete smiled. "Thank you, Gentlemen. The men who were taken last night. I have questions that I need answered. The main one being, how did you just disappear out of the Palace? The watches where not working."

The men looked around and shook their heads.

Legate spoke. "We have no idea. We were drugged with something they injected us with."

Pete shook his head. "The Doctor's bracelet prevents him from that sort of thing."

The Doctor shook his head. "The personal protection field protects like an airbag in a car. It has to be something traveling at a high rate of speed such as a bullet, football or a fist."

Jack nodded his head. "That's right. Logan's medical scan showed traces of that venom…..what did you call it Doc'?"

The Doctor sighed, "Bee stings. Like those damn darts Rose and I were shot with months ago. They have put the medicine in a syringe."

Pete shook his head. "How would they know to do that?"

The Doctor spoke, "They might not. Granted, me surviving a shot to the head might have tipped them off. I'll chat with Tony and see who else has that technology, or knows about it. It could have simply been because it was quieter to use inside the Palace and we were closer to them."

Pete ran his hand through his hair. "All of them were ordered destroyed after that. Jake. You and Jack look into who handled that and who has the formula for it. If someone has been cooking that shit in this building, I want his ass."

Lewis leaned over and spoke to the Doctor in his head. 'Pete seems way more agitated than I really thought he would be.'

The Doctor rubbed his beard. 'I agree. There's more going on in his mind than he's telling us.'

'You can feel that?'

The Doctor looked back at Lewis. 'I'm not Superman! He's sitting on the other side of the damn room!'

They looked back and noticed the room staring at them.

The Doctor lifted his hand, "I apologize. Lewis and I were just wondering if the needle used had been found at the Palace?'

Pete shook his head. "No. MI6 is there now."

Logan asked, "The box truck we were put into, surely that has a registration or something that can be traced back to someone."

Pete shook his head, "Not when it's part of a crater, son. What the hell did you lot use to blow the hell out of the world there? We can't even tell which bits were the damn box truck."

Lewis cleared his throat. "That was a drone explosion that Stark flew in."

Pete sighed, "Well…..as far as the events at the State Dinner. I can't see that could have gone any better. No one knew anything happened, no civilians were hurt, press is clueless, Harriet is safe. Aside from our guys getting taken, I'm happy. I would have liked some bad guys to question, but they are usually tight lipped about this shit. I still insist on everyone attending telepathy with the psychiatrist or whatever she is. She is under my instructions not to release you back in to the field until she feels you are fit."

The Doctor looked at him, "Pete? Is that necessary? I am the Doctor- I could just clear myself."

Pete smiled at him and shook his head. "Don't start that shit with me. You have to go. Director's orders, Director Smith."

Lewis turned and smiled at him. 'It will be good for you.'

'I think he's serious about that shit. Really?'

Lewis smiled, 'Oh yes. Please let me be there when you tell Rose. We're putting bets on how long she will laugh. Damn. I wish Jake and Logan were telepathic. There is a lot of money being chatted about in this room at the moment. I've already won two bets, myself.'

The Doctor looked back at Lewis and smiled. 'I know. You lot bet on everything. I'm out $800 already.'

Pete looked around the room. "I've read everyone's reports. Logan, I'm impressed. Next time, well, hopefully there won't be a next time, but wait for the cavalry before you attack."

Logan nodded his head, "Noted, Director."

Pete looked around the room. "Where the hell is Stark?"

Lewis smiled and looked at the Doctor, 'Just won another one.'

The Doctor looked back at Lewis. "Ugh. You needed him for this, Pete?"

Lewis shook his head. "I think he was with Pepper today."

The Doctor nodded, "Yeah, something about a date or something. I'm not sure."

Pete ran his hand through his hair. "Well, for future reference…anyone that was present during an event like this, needs to be debriefed within 24 hours."

Lewis asked the Doctor. 'Genie wants her picture taken with Goofy again? Is that what Varro is saying?'

The Doctor smiled, 'That doesn't surprise me. I wonder if she'll make Tony dance with Goofy like she did me.'

Pete looked at the room and rubbed his hands together. "I'll speak individually to anyone I feel like I need to, I'll re-read all of the reports today and see if something pops out at me. Does anyone have anything to add?"

The Doctor nodded, "I do. Can I get my hands on those lead lined suits they used in the attacks? I want to try something."

Pete nodded his head. "Call down to storage or evidence. One or the other has it. That reminds me. I want all of the Quauhtin watches, upgraded to bracelets like yours. I want them all to have personal protection like you have on your bracelet. Talk to Stark and tell him to do that. How hard is that to remove?"

The Doctor shrugged his shoulders, "It's made of the same metal his suit is, so you can't cut it off. It has to be voice activated by the user."

Pete nodded, "Talk to him. I want bracelets on all of these Quauhtin, Rose, Jake, Jack and Logan. Especially Rose, Jake, Jake and Logan. They can't phase."

Legate smiled at Logan, "Nobody's perfect."

Logan laughed under his breath.

The Doctor nodded his head. "Rose already has one."

"Personal shielding?" Pete asked.

The Doctor nodded, "Yep."

Pete crossed his arms, "Good. I can sleep better then. Alright. If anyone thinks of anything, I'll be around for the game later today. I just want to remind you all that this is classified. Rose has clearance, but has been through enough. I do not want her to be told, or have this discussed around her. Understood?"

The room all grunted their understanding. Except for the Doctor who sat back and crossed his arms.

Pete stood up, "Alright. Dismissed. Go move a house, or whatever the hell you are doing. Jake, I need you for a moment."

The Doctor rubbed his finger against his lips as he watched the men file out of the room.

Logan turned to Legate. "Let's go take my mum for a late lunch. I'd like her to meet you."

Legate smiled, "I'd be happy to! Doc'?"

The Doctor waved his hand. "Yeah, go ahead. I'm not finished here. Tell Michelle that I'll catch her up later on some stuff I need."

Logan smiled, "I'll do that. Cheers."

Lewis stood up to walk out of the room. The Doctor reached up and grabbed his arm, "Sit down Lewis."

Lewis looked confused, but sat back down. "What? What are you on about?"

He turned and looked at him, "I'm done with this. We're going to talk to Director Tyler before I move from this seat."

Lewis nodded his head. "Alright. Pissed. I can sense that, and I'm not even empathic. Should I be pissed, too?"

The Doctor shook his head and watched Pete give Jake and Jack some instructions. "No. This is all me. But, you are going to hear this, too."

Lewis blew air between his lips and sighed, "Alright. Whatever you think."

Pete patted Jake on the back. Jake turned around and pointed across the room to the Doctor. "I'll bring those watches this afternoon. Have a count for me so we ensure we have them all."

The Doctor nodded, "73. I'm certain. Delta's will have to be activated so they can return-"

Jake nodded, "I've got that code. I'll handle it. All of the other ones have already been turned in. See you, tonight."

Jake walked out of the room with Jack.

Pete glanced up and saw the Doctor and Lewis sitting at the table, staring at him. "Is there something else, guys?"

The Doctor nodded his head. "I'm sure there is. We need to chat."

Pete rolled his eyes, "Stop haranguing me about going to the damn psychiatrist, son. It's not a punishment."

"No, Pete. That's not it. I thought you had stopped keeping shit from me. Are you ready to tell me everything yet, or am I going to go around you to get the information I need?"

Pete bit his lip and looked seriously at him. He sighed, "Damn."

Pete then looked at Lewis. "Lewis. You don't want to hear this."

The Doctor looked at Lewis. "Either you tell him now, or I tell him later. What the hell else has Rose been through that you aren't telling me? Both of you."

Lewis held up his hands, "Mate. I've told you everything I know."

The Doctor snapped his head back at Pete and became angry. He pointed at the door. "Does Summus know? What the hell else is there?! Why haven't I been told this?"

Pete held up his hands in an effort of calm the Doctor down. "Summus doesn't know. No one does. I wanted her to tell you when she was ready."

Lewis looked surprised, "What?"

The Doctor was furious. He stood up and put his hands in his pockets. He rocked on his feet as he glared at Pete. "Damn it, Pete! I'm trying to remain calm here. You need to come out with all of it. Everything you damn know."

Pete rubbed his face and shook his head. "I've thought about it all night. It might have something to do with this. I can't rule anything out anymore. Come, have a drink. We'll have that talk."

The Doctor shook his head. "I'm not drinking."

Pete turned around and looked at him. "Son, I'm going to only tell you this once. You do not want to hear this, even in an altered state of mind. Think about this before you make demands of me."

The Doctor crossed his arms. "I'm not demanding. I'm simply asking. Pete, what are you not telling me?"

Pete sighed and put his hands on his hips, "A lot, son. And you are probably right. It's time I came completely clean with you. Lewis, you can opt out of this information."

Lewis looked at the Doctor. After a second to consider, he shook his head, "If it could possibility help, I need to know."

Pete shook his head as he walked out of the room. "Jesus. This has been the worst day."

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