A/N: I'm re-uploading this chapter and what I think is the next one because I got confused with the naming and numbering and so I'm pretty sure I uploaded a chapter ahead or even two chapters ahead of where I'd actually posted because of that confusion.

Chapter thirty-four

Despite the keys that the Doctor had made for the three of them, I was able to follow the team on the CCTV as they headed to the airstrip where the Prime Minister was meant to be. Jack had given the Doctor and Martha the spare com units he kept with him encase he needed to collect a member of the team from their homes and so didn't have time to get them properly equipped. My job was to cover their tracks, once they passed the CCTV, I erased them from it. I was also keeping an eye on Saxon, as well as the van holding Martha's family who were all heading to the same place.

"Martha, you should know that The Master is having your family brough to the airstrip." I spoke softly, not wanting to make them jump with a sudden voice in their ear.

"Are they okay?" Martha demanded.

"They aren't harmed at least." I tried to sound reassuring, but I had no idea what they were actually going through because I didn't have a camera in the van or in the station cells they had been held in before. So, I could say with some degree of confidence that they were physically unharmed – but I had absolutely no idea about their mental or emotional state.

"That isn't as reassuring as I thought it would be." Martha muttered.

"Doctor is this perception field supposed to be working on the camera's too? Cause if the Master got someone in the security feed, he'll know you're there." I questioned. I hadn't thought of it before because he didn't seem worried about walking through the streets.

"Wait, you can actually see us on the screens? It's not like your eyes are glancing away from a spot – unable to focus?" The Doctor asked, shocked.

"Yes, I can actually see you." I confirmed.

"Well that's just one more thing that works different with you. The cybermen, the hypnotism and now, the perception filter." The Doctor sighed. "For a human, you're interesting."

"You're telling me." Jack muttered, and I could hear the smile in his voice even if the camera I was using didn't show their faces. "No one quite like her."

"I detect a distinct tone of admiration, Captain." I smiled at the screen.

"Please, do not flirt over the coms." The Doctor muttered. "Especially not with the eighteen-year-old."

"You're no fun." Jack was definitely pouting, which had me laughing. Jack loved flirting, especially when I let him flirt with me.

"It's like listening to my daughter flirt," The Doctor grumbled. "It was easier with my granddaughter."

"Granddaughter?" Martha questioned in shock.

"Saxon in coming." I warned, completely shifting the conversation back to the reason they were stood at the edge of an airfield, wearing perception filters.

I watched on the CCTV as the Master turned up with his wife, and greeted the President of America who had flew in to assume control because Britain 'had elected an idiot'. The man was like a child, having far too much fun ordering 'his' people around and mocking those around him. When the president and the master wife left, the police van holding Martha's family turned up. From over the coms, I could hear the conversation since they decided not to turn off the audio.

"Oh my God." Martha said through gritted teeth.

"Don't move." The Doctor cautioned in a hushed tone.

"But the…" Martha tried to reason angrily.

"Don't." The Doctor repeated. I could hear the concern in his voice, the worry that they were going to be spotted. The fact that the Master had been staring in their direction for a long time before the Jones arrived was likely worrying him – especially if Time Lord's could sense others like them.

"I'm going to kill him." Martha said through gritted teeth as her family was forced into another car.

"What say I use this perception filter to walk up behind him and break his neck?" Jack questioned angrily through gritted teeth.

"Now that sounds like Torchwood." The Doctor muttered disdainfully.

"Does it? Sounds like an angry soldier who can't do anything to me." I defended lightly. "He has, after all, not just shot the man. Nor did he actually move from your side to do anything, when he's used to leading and being in charge."

"Raven, beloved second, please stop defending me over the coms when I can't kiss you for it, or see you get all indignantly angry." Jack requested, his voice a little bit gruff with lust which had me blushing brightly.

"Flirting again." Martha grumbled. "This is worse than when I saw my siblings flirting."

"Sorry, we're still new." I laughed, turning back to the computers and completing the search I'd been doing on 'The Valiant' the airship that was defending the sky's of Britain.

"Technically, four months. Or you know, eight if you really think about it." Jack muttered with a smile. "And note to self, I get separation anxiety."

"I think it's sex-anxiety. You were fine until now. How longs it been for you, I didn't ask?"

"Two days." Jack groaned in dismay.

"To much information." The Doctor grumbled. "I didn't need to know."

"Jack, I'm sending the co-ordinates to the Valiant to you. You've got forty-eight minutes until the plane that The Master is on, lands. And I'm trying to access their security footage now, but it's going to take me a few minutes, I'm not Tosh." I once more returned the topic to what they needed to know.

"I've got it. Aircraft Carrier Valiant, at fifty-eight point two north, ten point oh two east." Jack confirmed. "Doctor, Martha, you ready to teleport without a capsule again."

"Not really." Martha sighed.

"Away we go." The Doctor muttered, with a clear grin in his voice.