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Sargent Masters led them around the site to a large dirt patch. It consisted of ropes, tires and whatever they could manage to acquire. All the items were built to look like an obstacle course. Many of the men had looks of nervousness, including Scarlet. Neither this or her old body was fit, both of them skinny and weak. She looked over to Jack, who was smiling, but instead of looking at the obstacle course, he was looking at her dad.
"Stop that!" She hit him, "He's 40 years old...and straight."
"Age doesn't matter to me." He lowered his voice to a whisper. "I'm over a thousand, remember?"
"So would that be pedophilia?" Jack paused to think about it, but before he could, Sargent Masters interrupted.
"Listen up ladies, this is what we use to train the rookies," He gestured toward the course. "You will repeatedly do this until you get a better time than me."
"But what's your time, Sargent?" A man in the crowd asked.
"Let's see." The Sargent tossed the man his stop watch and ran onto the course. He moved through it swiftly, through the tires, up the wall, and around the rest of the course. He made it look so easy. When he finished, he came back and grabbed the stopwatch.
"One minute and forty five seconds." He shouted. "That is the time to beat, get to it." Everyone groaned. It was their first day, and they all knew it was impossible. Eventually they all made it to the course, Jack in the front of the line.
The Sargent looked around, he knew it was going to take these men all day. Many were tripping and taking minutes just to get themselves back up, others gave up immediately as they made a mistake, making their way back to the front of the course. One man was getting very close to the finish every time, but nobody could beat Sargent Masters' score, it took him months to perfect this course.
Although he couldn't make it, there was one man, Samuel he thought his name was, that would not give up. Every time he fell, he got right back up, he always finished the course before he checked his timing. Even though he was not the strongest and had very slim physical ability, he didn't give up, and that was a person the Sargent wanted on his team.
Scarlet huffed and puffed, gasping for air, the first hour or so was pretty easy, but when they reached hour four, her chest started to burn. She would not give up though, she kept getting up and trying again. She looked up to see Jack pass her for probably the hundredth time in that hour.
"Having fun?" She asked.
"Actually yes."
"I would have thought that you would have already beat the time already."
"I have, just don't tell daddy." Jack picked up his speed and whizzed by, not having to see Scarlet roll her eyes at him. She quickly remembered she looked like a guy, and made a mental note not to do that again today.
As it reached hour five, everybody was pretty much dead. They weren't even trying anymore. A half an hour back, Jack decided he had enough and showed his stop watch to the Sargent, who then gave him a seat next to him to watch the show.
Scarlet reached the finish line for the thousandth time today, she looked at her stop watch. It read 3.40. She would have to reduce it by more than a half to get a break. She looked over to Jack. He had a water bottle in his hand and a huge smile on his face. He mouthed something to her. It looked like, do it for him. She knew he was talking about her father.
She walked around the course and back to the starting line. She stared it down, using her Time Lord mind to pinpoint exactly how long it would take one each course. She calculated the percentage of fainting, vomiting, and even regenerating. Although the first one was extremely low, the first tow were over 60%. Last but not least, she calculated in her mind what chance she had to complete it...33%.
She looked around. Everyone else was still trying to complete the course, not reaching near the end. Four eyes laid on her, Jack's and The Sargent's. She took a deep breath and ran. She dived under the barbed wire and flew through the tires. She felt unstoppable. She grabbed the rope and reached the top of the rock wall. All she had to do was jump down and she was finished. She jumped down, clicking the end button as she hit the dirt. She looked down and read the time. It said 1.39!
"Yes!" She said quietly but enthusiastically, but something was wrong. Her voice sounded feminine.
Jack watched as Scarlet got to the top of the wall, leaned over to catch her breath, and then jump down from the top of the wall. He was so proud of her for making it. He hope that she beat the time, so that she could get a break. Jack waited, but she didn't come out from behind the wall. He was worried that she fainted. He tried to get up but the Sargent wouldn't let him.
"Stay down soldier, let'em get up himself." Jack sat back down on his log. He was worried and started to get angry at the Sargent. He was about to try and get up again when he felt a buzzing in his pocket. He smiled, then pulled out his psychic paper, which held a message.
Help! Lost dog tag, find it! Hurry! -S
Jack tried not to panic, he looked over to the course, but couldn't see the dog tag anywhere. He got up and looked at the Sargent.
"Sargent, I have had a meaningful break, could I go back onto the course again?" Sargent Masters looked at him in disbelief.
"Very well, just one more run, then I'm calling everyone in for a meal." Jack sprinted off, back to the start of the course. As he crawled under the barbed wire he thought, wasn't she still looking like a man when she jumped down? He ran the rest of the course looking around for it, but he thought he knew where it was.
He climbed to the top of the wall and looked down. He saw a worried Scarlet looking up at him, with a little bit of fear in her eyes. He had never seen that before. He looked down at the corner of the landing to see something catch the moonlight. The sliver of the dog tag shone even in the dark. It must have fell off when she leaned over. He bent over, picked it up and jumped down to the bottom of the wall. He hugged Scarlet and put the dog tag back around her neck.
"I'm sorry Jack."
"Don't worry, it's okay."
"Well, thanks." She leaned in for another hug. They both walked out together, all the other men already gathered around the Sargent, anxious to leave and get a meal.
"What was your time soldier?" The Sargent asked Scarlet.
"Oh, uh, minute thirty-nine, sir."
"Good job," He looked deeply into her eyes. "But I can't have my men fainting on the job." He raised his voice. Scarlet groaned quietly to herself. They all left to get a meal.
All the men had gone to bed early, tired from the activities that took place earlier. All that was left was Scarlet and Jack, sitting on a log near their tent.
"Okay, it's time to go Jack." Scarlet said.
"What do you mean? We just got here." Jack seemed confused.
"Yeah, and I saw my father. Our work here is done, we need to leave."
"Okay, I'm not one to argue." Scarlet pulled up the sleeve of her baggy outfit, revealing the vortex manipulator. Jack punched in the coordinates of his apartment. When the yellow light flashed, they left 2013.
Scarlet woke up on the sofa in Jack's apartment. On the table was a cup of tea that Jack probably picked up from the place down the street. She rolled over and got up slowly. She saw Jack sipping tea on the couch parallel to hers.
"Don't worry," He said, " You were really tired from the training, your body just shut down. Scarlet looked down. Her boobs and curves were back, and so was the clothing she was wearing the day she arrived.
"How did I get in these clothes?" Scarlet asked.
"Oh don't you remember, you got dressed and took a shower before you passed out." Jack said. (as he winked nonchalantly at the readers)
"Okay, I best be off now." Scarlet said, giving Jack a hug. "Thanks for everything."
"I put the coordinates of a couple seconds after you left in the VM, oh and why don't you keep the psychic paper, it matches it beautifully." He smiled. She stuffed the wallet into her pocket, grabbed the hot cup of tea, and pressed the yellow button, off again.
She stayed standing as she landed, cracking her back upon entering her room. She looked at the time. She sighed, Jack and gotten it wrong by a few hours. Everybody was probably awake already, wondering where she was. She heard a knock on the door. Se opened it to see Clara standing there, her hands behind her back.
"What's up?" Scarlet asked.
"Well, The Doctor told me it Memorial Day for you, so I got you this." Clara pulled out a small American flag from behind her back. She handed it to Scarlet.
"That was really sweet, thank you." Scarlet smiled. "Why don't you come in?" Clara walked into her room and sat on Scarlet's bed.
"Wow this is comfy, I don't know why you don't sleep in it often." Scarlet laughed.
"It's a Time Lord thing, Honey."
"So what is Memorial Day?"
"Well, its pretty self explanatory, you remember those who died in wars."
"If you don't mind me asking, how did your father, your fake father die?" Clara asked, hoping she didn't come off as rude.
"I don't mind, that was a whole life ago." Scarlet cleared her throat." His troop wasn't ready, they only had one day of training and two of his men had disappeared the night before. Out numbered and unprepared, they were sent out into the battle field. His whole troop died."
"Wow, I'm really sorry. I was wondering, could you fix it with the TARDIS?"
"No, I couldn't. It's a fixed point in time. I can detect those now, it's cool." Clara frowned. "But think of all the things that would have changed in my life, I might not have even met you guys."
"But is it worth it?"
"Yes, you guys are fantastic." She said with a fake British accent.
"Oi, my accent isn't funny."
"Yes it is." They heard the door open. The Doctor peeked his head in.
"I can't wait much longer, I'm adventure deprived!" The Doctor called at them. The girls smiled. "Don't just sit there, let's go!"
So Scarlet still accepts her fake parents as her actual parents, since she has never met the others before. So when she refers to mom or dad, she means the non-power crazy ones.