This chapter contains references to sexual activity but no actual sex, though would it considered as non-con?
Also, this chapter may be a little weird for some. I borrowed the idea of it from another story, in a chapter I wrote with Delta and the Tenth Doctor where they go to New Earth and it's being terrorised by a giant monster that had crash landed in New New Madison Square Garden.
Jaime, John and Alexia reappeared in the TARDIS coral console room. The Rotor was still and unmoving, and there was nobody else in the console room apart from themselves.
"Where is everybody?" Alexia questioned with a frown.
"No-one's in the TARDIS so they must have gone outside," Jaime said. "Let's check the monitor."
While Jaime and John went to consult the monitor, Alexia decided to go outside. She opened the door and exited out of the TARDIS onto a field of green grass, surrounded by sloping mountains of greenness. The sky was blue with very few clouds. To her left was the Canada sized Silurian spaceship which been parked next to the TARDIS. "It's really quite beautiful out here!" Alexia called out and began to walk towards the Silurian ship, noticing there seemed to be flowers growing in a patch of long grass. She was still wondering where everyone was when seconds later her nose tingled and she suddenly sneezed.
Meanwhile back in the console room, Jaime and J.D were looking over all the info on the planet the TARDIS had landed. And as far as they could tell the atmosphere, the oxygen and gravity were all practically Earth-like. "So it's safe to go out and the planet is currently not colonised. I wouldn't say it's completely uninhabited as there seems to be something called a Daxie living on it," John stated. "But where exactly have they landed?"
Jaime tapped several buttons on the keyboard and more planetary information popped up. "Designated A-X-7, it's the only planet in the…" She halted and let out a surprised gasp when she saw the rest of the info.
"What? What is it?" J.D asked, peering at the monitor.
"…it's the only planet in the Alexia Galaxy that has yet to be colonised." Jaime finished. They looked at each other, amazed.
"Alright!" J.D uttered and looked back at the monitor. "We're in the Alexia Galaxy. Who's idea was that then?" He wondered thoughtfully.
"I dinnae know, but it was a good idea," Jaime replied. "It should be a good place tae put the dinosaurs…and eventually the Silurians once we find them." John nodded in agreement.
The Scots-girl looked up to tell her mum all about the Alexia Galaxy and how it was the Doctor who named it after her…only to find that she and John were the only ones in the TARDIS. The door had been left open. "Och! She's only gone and wandered off!" She exclaimed in disbelief and John sighed.
"Well isn't that just Wizard!" The Half-Time Lord uttered. "I thought she would have at least waited for us." He said.
The couple exited the TARDIS onto the planet known as A-X-7. It was very green and very blue. It was also noticeably very quiet and very much deserted.
"Where is everybody?" J.D asked, looking over at the parked Silurian ship that absolutely dwarfed them.
"And where's my ma' gone?" Jaime spoke next. "I've got a really bad feelin' 'bout this!"
John nodded faintly. He could feel it too via Jaime. "Can you do a World-Wide Search? Find out where they are?" He asked.
"Aye, I could," Jaime replied. "But I need tae find my ma' first." A faint sound near the Silurian ship caught her attention. "Wha' was tha'?" She asked, straining to hear the faint sound again.
"Over there!" John pointed towards the Silurian ship when he heard the noise again. "Sounds like…sneezing."
Eyes widening and feeling fear washing off from that direction, Jaime ran across the grass until she got to a large patch of long grass. And that's where she found Alexia, crouched over on all fours, sneezing away. "Mum?" The Scots-girl practically questioned before pulling her up to her knees. Alexia's eyes were almost swollen shut and they were red and watery. The same was with her nose. It was red and dripping with snot. "What is it? Wha's gannin' on here?" Jaime asked, managing to dodge being sneezed on. She heard the sound of buzzing and watched as John scanned Alexia with a Sonic Screwdriver.
"She isn't suffering from a cold or flu," he stated. "Could it be hay fever?" He then queried.
"What? No!" Jaime said, her nostrils beginning to tingle for some reason. "She's never suffered one bout of hay fever all her life!" Jaime told him.
"Well it must be something.' John replied, rubbing at his nose when it began to tingle. "Or she wouldn't be sneezing!"
After he said that he felt a flash of danger from Jaime and he watched in fascination as a brown-green tentacle vine rose from the grass behind her. He could see, before it struck, that it had sharp needle-like thorns along one side. Then it swung towards them, but Jaime quickly ducked, pulling her mother down with her. John wasn't so lucky. The vine struck him, twisting around his waist and piercing him with its sharp thorns. He grunted loudly in pain, his eyes widening.
Jaime felt it wash off him and she looked up at him with a frown, only to panic when she saw what was wrapped around him. It was a brown plant vine of some sort. Was this seriously happening? Were they really, actually, being attacked by a tentacle or plant creature? Seconds later the Half-Time Lord was dragged off his feet and pulled through the long grass rather quickly.
"Jaime!" J.D cried out, sounding slurred as he tried to, but unsuccessfully, find something to hold onto.
"JOHN!" Jaime shouted and began running after him and the ridiculous sentient vine.
Running as fast as she could she held her hand out to stop it via telekinesis. It worked but she only managed to slow it down. So she made a slashing motion with her right hand and telekinetically chopped the vine in half. From somewhere far away she heard a faint roar of pain, even felt it. Once she got to John, the Scots-girl immediately went to his aid, falling to her knees and attempted to pull the dead part of the vine from around his waist.
Jaime stopped when John yelled in pain. She winced, feeling it. "What? Are ye hurt?" She asked, carefully rolling him over, but continuing to wince when she felt more pain from him.
"No!" J.D groaned out, continuing to sound slurred. "Vine has…sharp thorns…"
Jaime gasped. "I'm sorry, I didnae realise," she said but was further puzzled. "Why are you slurrin'?"
"Because…" He groaned out painfully. "…thorns…injected some sort…of sedative…make victim…docile while…capturing them." He slurred in reply.
"Sedative?" She noticed he couldn't keep his eyes open. And not only that but she could feel danger everywhere, not to mention she could hear her mother crying out for help. "Does that mean you're goin' to sleep?" She asked. A faint nod was seen and he mumbled a faint 'yep'! "Oh, Rassilon!" Jaime hissed out, looking intimidated as she scanned her surroundings. "I need tae get this vine off you and we need tae get out of danger." She said.
Through his tiredness John managed to grab her hand. "Don't hurt…yourself…trying…to heal me…" He slurred out. "Find...the others."
Jaime nodded, stood up, easily picked J.D up and put him over her shoulder. Finally she teleported back to where she left her mother, only to find she was being molested by several vines with flowers and sharp thorns. One had twisted around an ankle and another around her upper left arm. A cloud of pollen hung in the air.
"Get the fuck away from her!" Jaime shouted, telekinetically slashing the vines in half, grabbing her mum and teleporting back to the TARDIS. Once there she took Alexia and J.D to the Medbay.
A very worried Jaime returned to the console room from the Medbay. She had managed to telekinetically cut the rest of the vine off from around J.D's waist, grimacing at all the puncture wounds he received from the thorns. Luckily he had the ability to quickly heal, but he remained in a slumber. Unfortunately for her mum she didn't have quick healing abilities. So Jaime, taking J.D's words to heart, wrapped Alexia's wounds in sterilising bandages, followed by cleaning out the irritation from the pollen.
Whilst doing that she could sense and feel that J.D was in a heightened state of arousal and when she looked over at him she noticed he was hard. She wondered why that was happening until she felt the same thing happening to Alexia. And now she was worried as she paced the console room. "What the hell is goin' on here?" Jaime muttered thoughtfully. "Jus' what kind of creature would attack with vines and pollen of all things?" She stopped pacing and scowled. "And why the bloody hell are they aroused?"
Jaime turned her attention to the console. "Did you scan the vine pieces?" She asked the TARDIS. "Find out wha' this thing is?" The TARDIS hummed a positive reply and beeping from the monitor caught her attention. Skipping over to the console, Jaime grabbed the monitor and pulled it towards her. There was an image of what happened to be a giant tube-like plant crossed with a Flytrap. It was surrounded by a mass of vines. "Looks more like somethin' from 'The Little Shop of Horrors'." Jaime muttered. Even more info popped up on the screen.
"Venusian Pitcher," she read out loud. "Known to grow to large sizes, the tallest height was recorded at 15ft…" Jaime shook her head in disbelief. This thing was huge! "…known to feed on both meat and…" She blinked and stood up straight. "Wha? Surely tha' cannae be right?" Jaime exclaimed and the TARDIS hummed urgently. "Since when has a plant needed to feet on semen and vaginal fluids? Surely this must be somebody's escaped creation?" Once again the TARDIS gave off another urgent hum. "Alright, alright!" She muttered and went back to the monitor.
"Known to feed on both meat and Seminal or vaginal fluids, the Venusian Pitcher captures its victim by spurting pollen into the air. Symptoms are similar to hay fever with cases severe as sneezing, nose running, red and watery eyes, coughing and respiratory issues. Once rendered impaired the Pitcher quickly wraps a barb covered vine around its victim. The barbs express a sedative into its victim to make it sleep. The sedative also contains a powerful Aphrodisiac, causing its victim to become aroused…"
Jaime sighed and shook her head again. "I really dinnae like where this is goin'!" She worried before going back to the info on the page.
"…this causes the victim to leak copious amounts of pre-semen, semen or vaginal fluids in which the Pitcher mainly feeds on to survive…"
The Scots-girl growled. "Och, it wasnae goin' to be water was it!" She muttered sarcastically and went back to reading.
"The lasting effects of the aphrodisiac are not currently known…" That really filled her with worry. "…The Venusian Pitcher will feed on its victim until it will die of hunger and dehydration. It will then drag the body to its main feeding port and eats its victim, using its 'stomach' acids to dissolve the body until there is nothing left…"
Jaime shuddered.
"…in some rare cases the Pitcher has been known to keep its victim alive for longer by inserting a feeding vine down its throat into its stomach…"
Jaime shoved the monitor away from her in a fit of anger. "I jus' cannae read any more of that," she said. "I didnae even know such a creature existed!" She really hoped the Doctor and everyone else hadn't fallen victim to the damn thing.
A different beeping came from the monitor this time, so Jaime pulled it back towards her. Now there appeared to be a map of the continent they were currently on and a little dot was flashing away. "This is a signal!" Jaime stated to herself. "Just 'bout five miles away!" Somebody was in trouble but when she saw what was causing the signal her worry increased. "It's from a Sonic Screwdriver…" She glared coldly at the monitor before angrily sweeping it away again. "Fuck!" Jaime shouted, pacing the console room. "How long were you here before we arrived?" She asked the TARDIS.
She received a reply of '130 minutes' and groaned. Two hours, plus the thirty minutes she had spent chopping pieces of vine off her partner and mother meant it had gone two and a half hours and still counting. "Tha' doesnae help me," she said, pointing at the monitor. "But I've got my own way." There was an amused hum from the Time Machine as she opened the door to go outside, but she could also sense the Old Girl was worried. "I'm not goin' far." Jaime said. For the moment she planned to stay within the vicinity of the TARDIS, shielded by her own shields along with the TARDIS' shields.
Closing her eyes, Jaime stretched her mind out towards the entire planet. There were dozens and dozens of living beings on the planet, which were most likely the Daxie, but they were too far away. So she narrowed her search down to the continent they were on. There were only a handful of beings this time, but there was at least five that actually felt humanoid. Not to mention they were all aroused. Jaime groaned. It was obviously them and they'd all been caught by the stupid alien Pitcher. The next thing she did was use her Cyberkinesis to scan for the Sonic Screwdriver that was giving off the signal.
Once she found it she used GPS to home in and stay on the signal. Opening her eyes, Jaime sighed and shook her head. They were trapped somewhere in the surrounding mountains with an alien Pitcher plant crossed with a Flytrap feeding on them. She couldn't go in person, not yet anyway. Not until she knew what it was like. She stepped back into the TARDIS and shut the door. "I'll have tae Project." She said to the Time Machine as she sat on the jumpseat. "Help me sleep!" She requested. The TARDIS hummed happily and soon enough Jaime slumped to the side in a deep sleep.
Looking very much like a ghost, Jaime found herself to be in a series of cave systems. It was dark but not too dark that she could barely see anything in front of her. There were gnarly looking brown vines everywhere, but because she was currently Astral Projecting she couldn't smell how bad the caves were. "Doctor?" She called out, keeping her voice low. "Jenny? Rose!" She received no answer. Though she could sense the signalling Sonic was nearby. Could even hear it. "Doctor!" She called out again, moving towards the beeping.
She could hear it getting louder until she came across it and the entrance to a large cave room. Jaime's eyes widened at what she saw. This was definitely the damn Pitcher's larder. There were even more gnarlier vines that seemed to form cages around its victims even though they were sleeping. One of the creatures native to this planet caught her attention and she approached it, peering at it through the vines.
It looked very similar to a Deer, except it had six legs and paws instead of hooves. It had very shaggy black fur with grey streaks. It was dying, struggling to breath. "So you must be a Daxie," Jaime mumbled. "Och, I'm sorry!" She then sadly muttered to the creature. She realised there were other noises she could hear, such as mewling from other Daxies caught by the Pitcher, moaning from somebody else or even a faint slurping/sucking noises as the Venusian Pitcher continuously fed. There was another low moan from somewhere in the room that caught Jaime's attention. "Amy? Rory?" She hissed out as she moved further into the room.
"Jaime?" A familiar voice called out, slurred and pain filled.
"Doc…dad?" She replied, spotting slight movement on the other side of the room.
"Jaime, get out!" He warned as she hovered closer to his voice.
There she found The Doctor caught up in a vine cage with vines of various sizes keeping him immobile. There were other vine cages further along lining the wall containing Rose, Jenny, Amy and Rory.
"Get out!" The Doctor growled out again, continuing to slur his words.
If she had been physically there she would have felt his panic. "It's okay. I'm not really here," a very worried Jaime told the Doctor. "I'm scoutin' first while Projectin'." She heard his sigh of relief as she looked at all the vines surrounding him. They had a well and truly firm hold on him. They twined around his neck, arms, legs and waist, keeping him firmly in place. As for the vine between his legs, it had appeared to have sprouted smaller vines that attached to the rest of the vines around his spread legs.
Jaime heard The Doctor make a strange noise that sounded like a cross between a whimper and a moan, causing her to take a quick step back. She noticed the Doctor was grimacing, whether he was in pain or experiencing something else she didn't know. The Time Lord continued to grimace as he let out more moans and whimpers, and then Jaime realised what was happening as he uttered a strangled shout.
"Oh, wow!" Jaime mumbled, feeling completely embarrassed. If she wasn't currently Projecting her face would be blushing. No child were supposed to see their parents experiencing pleasure of the sexual variety like this. And considering The Doctor's face had took on a brief shade of pink as well it was clear he too felt embarrassed. "It's okay, I know what this thing is doin'," she told him. "But dinnae worry. I'll get all of you out of here. I'll be Arnie!" She assured him.
"No…get…help!" The Doctor slurred his reply so much Jaime could barely understand him.
"I AM the help!" She hissed at him. "Mum and John are sleepin' in the Medbay. We were attacked by the same bloody thing." There was no reply from The Doctor. "Dad?" Jaime whispered, edging closer to him. "Da'!" It was no use. The Pitcher had obviously put him back to sleep. "Damn!" From somewhere on her right she could hear a low moaning of a female. She couldn't tell who it was. "I'll get ye all out of this horrible place."
Jaime suddenly disappeared from the cave and woke up with a gasp on the TARDIS. "We have tae rescue them!" Jaime practically shouted out after she sat up. Scrambling off the jumpseat she returned to the console. Luckily she didn't need to ask the TARDIS for the nearest co-ordinates from the signalling Sonic because she'd already done it. All Jaime needed to do was type in the co-ordinates. Finally she pulled the lever and the TARDIS made the short hop from outside to inside the cave system. "Fan-dabby-dozy!" The Scots-girl exclaimed. "Let's get this rescue on!" And she rushed towards the door, opened it and stepped out into the cave system.
Immediately the rotting smell of the dead, along that of the staleness of continued sexual activity over time, made her gag and she fell on her knees to the ground. And not only that but the cave systems were stifling hot. Which was probably making everything else one hundred times worse. Jaime threw up all of her shields to protect herself. Once the air was clear she breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. "That was fuckin' disgustin'." Jaime mumbled angrily, grimacing. She wondered how The Doctor was even able to breath through the stale air. Before hurrying into the chamber, Jaime picked up the discarded Sonic and was surprised to see that it didn't belong to The Doctor. She put it into her pocket and entered the chamber, rushing over to where she last saw The Doctor and Co.
"I'm back!" She whispered to the Time Lord but she could feel that he was still asleep. She had to free him and the others from all these vines before the worse could happen. Moving closer to where The Doctor was being held she grabbed one of the vines and pulled on it with all her might. "C'mon, c'mon!" She said under her breath. "Move already!" It wouldn't budge though, despite Jaime employing her super-strength. "Okay, so that isnae goin' to work," she muttered, trying to figure something out. "Maybe I just need tae cut it."
Grabbing the vine that was twined around his waist she attempted to telekinetically cut it, but it was as if it was far too gnarly for it to be cut that way. But still she persisted, going on to chop the smaller vines around the Doctor's arms, legs and neck, all the while she ignored the thunderous roaring from somewhere in the caves. Thinking about where it was coming from would only scare her. Nor did she let the feeling of pain get to her, knowing it was likely coming the Pitcher. Well, that's what she thought until The Doctor started screaming.
More than a little scared than she should be, Jaime stumbled backwards, eyes widening. "What…what is it? Da'?" She worried and then realised it wasn't the Pitcher that had been hurting, but it was in fact The Doctor that was hurting. And even worse was that the vines regrew and twined back around his arms, leg and neck. "No, no, no, no!" Jaime cried out, running her hands through her hair. When the Doctor stopped screaming he was left left groaning and whimpering. The Scots-girl warily approached him. "Da', what happened?" She asked.
"Squeezing…" The Time Lord whimpered out. "…feels...so…good…"
Jaime narrowed her eyes. "Squeezin'? What d'ye mean?" She asked, trying to understand.
With the help of the TARDIS the Doctor sent her an image of a hand squeezing two foam balls. She got the picture, literally. "Oh…okay!" Jaime mumbled, her face going red out of embarrassment.
In a bid to stop its victim from escaping, the Pitcher had purposely hurt him where it hurts the most. And she couldn't understand why The Doctor thought that it felt so good. Unless the Aphrodisiac was screwing with his Mind. But if the stupid plant was willing to hurt its food to keep it in place, then this rescue mission was all the more harder. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I dinnae know what to do." She received no reply as The Doctor had been forced back to sleep. So as she thought for ideas, Jaime paced back and forth.
Would weed killer even work on such a thing as an alien Pitcher plant? And did the TARDIS have any? And where was the main plant anyway? Jaime really didn't want to go walking down endless tunnels looking for the Pitcher in case she got lost. Completely stressed and panicking because something was feeding off her family and friends, the Scots-girl continued to pace. She felt she was fresh out of ideas and she didn't think the Time Lord part of her Mind had any either.
Suddenly she shuddered and grimaced, holding in a cry when it felt like her whole skin had been quickly peeled off. Jaime turned to the Deer-like Daxie she'd inspected earlier and sighed sadly. The poor thing had just died and being this close to it felt more like being flayed than just having a plaster pulled off. She didn't even want to imagine what it was like with all her shields down.
It seemed the alien Pitcher had figured out its food source had died because many minutes later all the vines that had kept the Daxie caged, pulled away, letting it go. The creature fell to the ground with a heavy thud, making Jaime jump. Looking on it utter disgust, she saw the crotch vine sliver away from the dead Daxie, trailing semen from its… Jaime looked away from it, shivering, before looking back at the Daxie.
The only vine that remained was the one around its waist and she suspected it was the one that kept all its victims under. Now it was slowly being pulled away out of the chamber. It gave her an idea to follow the Daxie as it was obviously being taken to the Pitcher as extra food. "Yes, good idea. Very good idea." Jaime mumbled. She was about to follow the creature until she felt a rising wave of fear.
"Doctor?" She then heard. "Doctor! Doctor! What's happening?"
She grimaced at the way the voice shook with fear. "Go to sleep, Rose Tyler." She commanded before chasing after the dead Daxie.
It took a while to find out where it was being dragged too, and it felt like she had gone a whole mile from where she left the TARDIS. It was all rather frustrating though. Why was the Pitcher taking so long in actually taking its so-called food to itself. Finally Jaime stopped and watched as the Daxie was dragged into another chamber. And as she continued to stand there she realised she was frightened. In there was an alien Pitcher plant that was currently feeding off its victims in a sexual way. Warily approaching the chamber, Jaime peered into the large room and gasped.
The Venusian Pitcher had to be the largest plant she'd ever seen. It had to be over 10ft tall. And even with all her shields up she could feel the heat from it. No doubt it probably stunk even worse. As she continued to stare, the Pitcher pulled the Daxie into its huge maw of a mouth, it's 'teeth' looking particularly sharp. The mouth snapped shut once it ate the creature, then it's tube-like body widened as the body of the creature slowly slid down inside it.
"Rassilon!" She breathed out, stunned. She was going to have to face that thing. But fear got a hold of her and she stepped back, leaning against the wall, and took several deep breaths. She didn't think she could even deal with it the normal way. All she wanted to do was attack it and rescue everyone. Would negotiating with it really work though? It never seemed to work for The Doctor. "I need help," Jaime whispered. "This is a job for a Time Lord!"
Closing her eyes in concentration she let the Time Lord part of her Mind take over. Seconds later her dark eyes flashed open and Jaime smirked mischievously. She was suddenly full of quirky ideas and more kept popping up every few seconds. "Okay, let's do this!" The Scots-girl uttered, her accent taking on a strange mix of Scottish and Estuary English. Then she turned and practically swaggered into the chamber containing the alien Venusian Pitcher
When Jaime sauntered into the chamber the giant plant roared when it saw her, though she wasn't entirely sure how that was even possible when she couldn't see whether it had eyes or not. "Oi! What's your game, huh?" She shouted up at it, still feeling a might scared but feeling adrenaline and excitement as she faced it. "I mean, you're obviously not native to this planet so where did you come from?"
The Pitcher roared again, this time louder and rumbling around the room.
"Language!" Jaime shouted back. "I really, honestly don't mind you being here. After all it's a free universe and people can go wherever they like. But you are holding onto several of my friends and I want them back!" She demanded.
Jaime was surprised when the Pitcher seemed to laugh at her, which was really quite annoying. Then it growled at her in reply and she narrowed her eyes angrily, not really liking the answer.
"No, that's not the answer I'm looking for," she said with a shake of her head. "People are not food, neither are the Daxie, those creatures you've been snacking on. You are nothing more than an overgrown weed, you should be getting your nutrients from the ground and rainwater like every other plant in the Universe." Then she took two determined steps towards the giant Pitcher. "Now, I'm warning you this time and you don't want to make me angry. You let them go right now!"
The Pitcher roared a very angry roar and its mouth snapped open and shut. Apparently it wasn't one for negotiations and it didn't think it needed to be bossed about by a 'fleshling'. It wondered loudly what the said fleshling would taste like when it was fresh and full of nourishing juices.
Despite hearing this, Jaime held her ground but grimaced at the thought of being eaten alive by it. The Time Lord side of her was still with her and feeling so excited that the adrenaline was hyping her up and urging her to be gobby. Was this what the Doctor felt? "Oh, really? I don't think you'd find me all that appetising to be honest." She told the giant plant.
It growled at her in reply and Jaime sensed a flash of danger seconds later. Two very thick looking vines took a swing at her from behind…and completely bounced off her.
The Scots-girl smirked at the alien Pitcher's surprised roar. It even tried to continue hitting her with its vines. "What? You didn't think I'd come in here unprotected did you?" She asked, folding her arms and looking at the vines hovering above her. "I'm well shielded with a force field. As for you…" Jaime looked back at the Pitcher with a serious expression, her eyes looking darker than usual. "And I'll take that as an act of aggression, which means I can strike back in an equally aggressive manner." It didn't take much concentration to get her fire started. "No second chances!" She growled as her fire grew.
At first she swirled it around the huge chamber, threatening the Pitcher with it. All the plant did was roar in an angry manner and try to flick her away with a vine. So Jaime decided to cause a storm by creating a fire powered tornado, with herself inside. The Firenado grew and grew, sucking all the air out of the room and burning vines until it actually struck the Pitcher. The giant plant roared painfully as it was completely engulfed in fire. Everything in the chamber was treated with the Pyrokinesis, burning up and dying. The Pitcher roared one last time before it died a painful death.
The fiery tornado began to evaporate once there was barely any air left and when it finally disappeared the only fire that was still going were patches where flora lay, including the now blackened mess of dead Pitcher in the middle of the room. Jaime was sat on the ground taking in huge gasps of breath as she stared at the charred remains of the giant alien plant. She could see several whitish grey patches where it had spilled its other food and she grimaced in disgust. Once she felt ready she stood up, gave one last glare at the remains of the Pitcher, turned away and walked out of the chamber.
Quickly hurrying to where she'd left everyone, Jaime hoped that all the vines had let them go. She also hoped there was no weird lasting effects. When she did get to the chamber she found that everyone, animal, human and Time Lord had slumped to the ground, the vines now dead. Only now they were bleeding from the thorn wounds they'd received, which meant she had to get them back to the TARDIS as soon as possible.
Telekinetically tethering all five of them, Jaime teleported them and herself straight into the TARDIS Medbay. Jaime was surprised to see that John was wake, but not at all surprised over what he was doing. "Seriously?" She uttered, making him jump in surprise and he looked up at her with wide brown eyes that were darkened with arousal, his face blushing. "Any normal person would seek out another for relief," she said to the Half-Time Lord as she hovered everyone over to individual beds and taking the tether off. "But you have to gan and use yer hand!"
She thought she heard him mumble an apology as she turned away to sort out medical aid. That included something to counter-act the effects of the aphrodisiac. The sound of shifting caught her attention and she sensed J.D approach her. "I need a wee bit of help here," Jaime asked. "Do we have anythin' to counter-act an aphrodisiac?"
He chuckled lecherously as he came up behind her and put his arms over her shoulders, giving her breasts a good squeeze. "Yeah, sex," he uttered. "Lots and lots of sex!"
Jaime shivered when she felt his breath on her neck, along with his hot hardness against her lower back. Oh, sure, she could have lots of wild, passionate sex with him, but now really wasn't the time. Luckily the TARDIS provided an antidote and Jaime was able to sliver out of J.D's hold, grabbed the antidote and shoved it into John's neck all within a couple of seconds.
The Half-Time Lord gasped before passing out. "Sorry 'bout that," she said, picking him up and placing him back on the bed. "At least you won't be interferin' every few seconds."
Before she went all nurse again, Jaime covered them up with a sheet to protect their privacy, then went to sort out the bandages.