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Chapter 37 - Chapter 37 - Genie the Interrogator

Peter Tyler sat at his desk in the Torchwood office. It was late in the evening. The cup of tea that sat on his desk, had long went cold. He was reading over a file and running his fingertips across his forehead.

Someone knocked at the door.

"Come in!" Pete shouted.

Jack Harkness walked in followed by Legate and a beautiful, tall woman with light brown eyes that Pete knew immediately.

"Genie." He said.

Genie covered her mouth with her hands and couldn't help the tears that ran down her cheeks. Legate took her hand and walked with her to Pete.

Pete held his arms out and smiled. "I'm so glad to see you, Sweetheart."

Genie cried silently as she embraced her grandfather. He closed his eyes tightly and held her. He told her quietly, "Genie, I'm so sorry. But, everything is alright."

Legate rubbed her back and Jack grabbed tissue for her.

She looked back at Pete's face and smiled through her tears, "You are so young."

He laughed, "You are so grown up. How did that even happen?"

She closed her eyes and laughed through her tears again. "I've missed you."

Pete embraced her again and held her tightly. "Grandfather has you, baby. I love you so much."

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After their joyful reunion, Pete Tyler walked with the adult Genie and Legate the Third, down the hallways of Torchwood. Jake Simmons and Jack Harkness followed them.

Genie's long dress flowed behind her as she walked. "I don't normally do this-"

"And you don't have to." Pete insisted. "But, I thought it would be worth a try. You could help a lot of people."

They rounded a corner and Pete nodded his head at three Torchwood agents who stood at a door. One opened it and Legate walked into the room with Jack Harkness and Jake to take position around the prisoner. Pete walked in with Genie.

It was a small room, with only a table and three chairs. Legate stood behind Pete and Genie who sat at the table. Jack and Jake took position behind the seated prisoner on the other side of the table. He was a skinny, unkempt man. But, Genie realized he had been in the Torchwood brig for several days. Since he had shot Legate at the Tyler Mansion.

Pete began, "And we're going to try this a bit differently."

The man crossed his arms. "Come to beat me up?"

Pete nodded, "I could do that. Is that what it would take?"

The man smiled at Pete. "You wouldn't do that. Men like you don't like to get your hands dirty."

Genie nodded, "That's interesting you say that. What sort of man would that make you?"

"A human. A non-alien." He insisted. "Miss."

Genie rose her eyebrow. "And you believe Director Tyler is an alien?"

"He holds a list that contains the location of aliens."

"I know you believe that to be true."

"It is!"

"What I want to know is why you would be willing to kill for it?"

"Aliens don't deserve to live. They are here to kill us all."

"Have you, personally, been threatened by an alien?"

"Well, no-"

"Then how can you make such a statement? Is it just to give yourself an excuse for shooting an unarmed man? So, you can get something you feel you are entitled to?"

He smiled, "So, the list was there."

Genie rose her eyebrows. "Why would the list be at Director Tyler's personal estate?"

"Well, it's there. It has to be."

"Is there, a buyer for this information?"

The man grinned, "There's always a buyer for something like that."

Genie narrowed her eyes at him. "That's not really what you were after."

He pointed at himself. "I didn't say that-"

"You didn't have to. What were you looking for?"

The man leaned on the table and smiled at Genie. "You know, you're really pretty."

Jack put his hand on the man's shoulder. "Easy."

Legate moved between Genie and the man.

Genie nodded, "Well, thank you. But, that has nothing to do with-"

"You are. You have odd eyes."

"I suppose that means I'm an alien?" She asked.

He looked her up and down.

Legate looked ready to pounce on him. "The lady asked you a question."

The man grinned at Genie, "I bet you even feel nice."

Before anyone knew what happened, the man lunged forward and to grab Genie's long hair, but he never made it. She immediately did a perfect palm heal strike and broke the man's nose. Legate grabbed him and threw him to ground. He held him down with his knee and had already punched him twice before Jack pulled him off of the man.

Legate stood up and immediately grabbed Genie's hand. "You're alright?"

"I'm fine. I'm not going to let some jerk touch me." She told him as she crossed her arms.

He sighed and pointed at himself. "Genie. Ugh. That's my job."

Pete Tyler laughed proudly, "Damn, Genie. Come in here and break the man's nose, why don't you?"

Jake had two agents come in and drag the unconscious man out of the room.

Legate sighed. "I'm slow. Damn. I should have seen that coming."

Genie shook her head at him. "Legate. I'm fine."

Frustrated, he turned around and threw his hands in the air. "Ugh!"

Jack laughed as he sat down in the chair that had been vacated by the man. "Easy there, champ. So, what have we learned here?"

Genie crossed her arms and sat back. "He never got the list."

Jake closed the door and nodded, "We already knew that. It was a leak in the processing department."

Genie held her finger up. "But, he wasn't just after that. He knew about it, but he believes there's something else there. Something else he can sell."

Pete rubbed his face as he thought.

"What else do you have in the safe, Pete? Anything valuable?" Jake inquired.

"Is this a rhetorical question?" Pete asked.

Jack laughed. "Dumb ass."

Genie giggled.

Legate had recovered. "If he knows of something that he believes is in the safe, then we need to assume that he's not the only one."

Pete nodded, "Sorted that out, too?"

Legate leaned on the table. "I'm telling Lewis all of this now. He's putting an extra guy at the mansion."

Pete sighed. "Well, I have to admit…that's more than we've got from him all week." He looked back at Genie. "Fancy a job?"

She shrugged her shoulders, "You have my number."

He kissed her cheek. "Thank you."

Pete stood up and pointed at the agent at the door. "Grey. We'll have another chat with our guest in a few days."

Grey nodded his head. "Yes, Director."

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The Doctor walked into his suite on the ship. He fell onto the sofa and groaned. "I'm too old for this."

Rose turned on the light and shook her head. "What kept you?"

"A really big bottle of Hebridan." He mumbled.

She giggled and walked over to where he lay on the sofa and sat down, pulling his head in her lap. "Hebridan? Isn't that what you and Summus drank that time-"

"Talk about something else. I beg you." He grumbled.

She laughed and ran her hand through his hair. "Something else. Well, Genie finally went to see Dad."

He looked at her. "How did that go?"

"He gave her a job. She's going to be an interrogator. Well, not all the time. Just on an 'as needed' basis."

He held onto his head. "Genie is a natural interrogator."

"Yes, she is."

"But, she's not safe doing that-"

"She broke that bloke's nose." Rose told him proudly.

He looked surprised. "She did?"

Rose laughed, "Yes. Legate is angry with himself for letting him even get that close, but….Genie handled it."

The Doctor looked impressed. "See, I told you it was a good idea to copy that fighting program in her head."

"You haven't done that-"

"Ugh-"

"You have done that!" She realized.

He pointed at her Rose. "And see. I was right."

She groaned and rolled her eyes. "I can't believe you did that. I told you-"

"You tell me a lot of things-"

"But, I'm the Mum-"

"And I'm the Dad-"

"So, that gives you the right?"

"It gives me a vote." He told her as he sat up.

She crossed her arms. "And my vote?"

"Well, it counts. Certainly. But, so does Melissa's."

She rose her eyebrow. "How do you figure this?"

"I looked over that paperwork. You hadn't told me that she had written a letter to you."

Rose covered her face and sighed. "'Keep her safe, and teach her to keep herself safe.' Damn. She did write that in there."

He rubbed his eyes. "So, it was a 2 to 1 thing."

"I should have told you about that. That, entire letter-"

"I've read it. It's alright."

Rose sighed and took his hand. "I've often wondered if I should say something to Jake. It's as if….she thought something was going to happen to her."

"I'm glad you say that because I want to have that same conversation with him. Is that a normal thing?"

"For a parent to leave a note in paperwork like that?"

"Yeah. I've never heard of it."

She shrugged her shoulders. "I wouldn't know. I think it sounds rather odd."

"Talk to Jake and have him reopen that investigation. I don't like the idea of us not really being sure."

She nodded. "I agree."

He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. "You have felt so happy tonight."

She smiled at him. "So have you. King Reslean must be fun to be around."

He grinned, "He's ill. I'm grateful Samuel told me to come out here. It's something rather simple. But, he's a laugh."

Rose smiled, "Seems that way. What is wrong with him?"

"Oh, an infection. You're immune to it, so there's no need to worry. I'm having to….decontaminate myself every time I come aboard. I'm really hoping I don't get it."

"And you've only stopped coughing."

"Well, that was dust that got into my chest. That's fine."

"Well, you can usually tell, is anything odd?"

"No. I'm taking the same medicine he's taking to hopefully prevent getting it. Smaller dose than his."

She nodded. "Makes sense. Are the children safe?"

"I wouldn't be around them if I thought differently."

She smiled, "Right. And our Samuel rang, with Karen. To speak to me."

"So, she knows."

"I don't know what exactly she knows. But, she seems….perfect for him."

He chuckled, "Like someone you would have picked for him?"

"It's odd. But, yeah. Is she some sort of alien that could….pollute our minds into thinking that?"

He laughed and fell back on the sofa. "Shit. No alien can do that. Mad woman."

She rolled her eyes. "You're pissed."

He rested his arm on his head. "So, you like her? What's she like?"

"I didn't talk to her for long. She did say she had already slapped him."

He rubbed his face and groaned, "Oh, my poor son. He's found another slapping woman."

Rose grinned at his false pity. "I've given my permission if he needs another smack."

"Oh, she probably doesn't even need that."

She giggled, "What do you know about her?"

He drew his lip up, "Well, she's studying to be…"

"A what?"

He groaned, "An archaeologist."

Rose's look of surprise turned into hysterical laughter. "That's too good!"

He rubbed his face. "I'm not happy about that."

Rose doubled over laughing.

He shook his head. "Totally someone you would pick for our son."

She was unable to speak from the laughter. She only nodded her head. "Yes."

Young Genie stood in the hallway of the suite, holding her Goofy doll and rubbing her eyes. "Daddy?"

The Doctor clapped his hands together, "My Sara Gene! You should be in bed."

She walked over to him and climbed on the sofa. He wrapped his arms around her as she lay down on his chest. Rose pulled a blanket over the pair of them.

"What was Mummy laughing about?" Genie asked as she yawned.

The Doctor kissed her head. "Mummy is happy that you live with us. We're so lucky you are our little girl."

Genie smiled, "I love you too, Daddy."

Rose leaned down and kissed her. "And, do you want me to take you back to bed?"

Genie closed her eyes and yawned. "No."

The Doctor looked up at Rose. "I'll take her back later. We're going to lay out here for a while. She's making me warm."

Rose leaned down and kissed his lips, "I love you both. Get some rest."

He smiled at her. "Night."

She walked out of the room, and dimmed the lights.

The Doctor closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep. He heard Rose tease him, 'An archaeologist.'

He opened his eyes and sighed.

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