A.N- Sorry for the delay, but here is The Mysterious Case of Jack and the Pink Liquid. Enjoy!

Satellite 5- 200,100

Jack couldn't hide it, he was terrified. He had him positioned on the last floor above The Doctor, he was his last hope. He could hear the screams of pain and agony as innocent people were blasted down on floors under him. When heard the sound of the Daleks approaching floor 499, he took a deep breath and aimed his gun. Nothing was going to get past him, not some stinking Dalek.

He heard the noise of the Daleks approaching. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead and aimed at their eyestalk. He fired, rounds of bullets rocketing across the room and towards the Daleks. Nothing was working. He looked to his side, both allies were dead.

Jack turned around and ran, trying to buy time for The Doctor, but he reached a dead end. He turned around to get a good look at his killers. They were Daleks alright, but something was different than the tales he had heard about them. He tried to hold in his laughter.

"You're pink." He giggled out. "Wow, this looks like something I would do." The Daleks looked angry, well, as angry as a machine could look.

"WE HAD DIFFICULTIES WITH MECHANICS." One of the Daleks called. He must of been embarrassed. Jack took this opportunity to pull out another gun and start shooting. He couldn't aim very well because he broke out laughing when he took a second look at them.

"EXTERMINATE!" Another one of the Daleks screamed. Their lasers shot out, striking Jack dead.

Yes my friends, Jack turned all of the universes Daleks bubblegum pink. It happened al throughout time but I guessed this would be the best scene to show it to you. Back to the story! :)

The police officer decided not to cuff her until they arrived at the station, which was a big mistake. She decided to use the time to push her gun and The Doctor's sonic all the way to the bottom of her bigger-on-the-inside pockets, so no dumb but attractive police men could find them. She didn't want to pull out her gun and start shooting now, since the man she wanted to shoot was in a fast moving car that would crash if the person driving it randomly got stunned.

She sighed. She didn't have The Doctor to get her out of this one, just a two sonic objects and her vast Time Lord brain. So I guess she wasn't so helpless. She was still baffled how she could get passed Daleks and crazy fish people, but when some police officer catches her, she sits so helpless in a police car.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked, trying not to sound intimidating.

"Back to the station ma'am, you could pay a mighty fine for stealing."

"Why do you think I stole the money? How could I pay a fine if I didn't have any?"

"By the way you are dressed, you look like you have money, but no matter, you could always take the jail time instead." Scarlet decided not to answer. She was annoyed by this guy, no matter how nice his blond hair was. She wish she could pull her blaster and stun him in a second. But that wouldn't work, she had to play the role of a normal criminal.

When they arrived at the station, they decided to leave her in a room that wasn't necessarily a jail cell, just a room with a couple chairs. When the officer walked in, she guessed it was a interrogation room. This officer was older, with gray hair and a large moustache that covered his top lip. He had an even sterner look on is face hen the younger officer, who was probably watching through the one-way mirror on the side of the room. She stole money, she didn't kill a person.

The man walked in like he owned the place and sat down. He placed two things on the table, the eight 20$ bills and the "empty" tool belt that was taken from her earlier.

"Does this money look familiar to you?" He asked.

"Yes, I stole it from the ATM like an hour ago." The officer's eyes widened.

"You're confessing? Just like that?"

"Yeah, and really an interrogation room? I didn't kill anybody."

"Well we can't punish you if you haven't confessed." Scarlet thought for a second. She tried to act cool and better than this man, which was working, but it wouldn't help her get out of here. She was thinking of a plan when the officer asked a question.

"But why do you have an empty tool belt?" She used her fast thinking to think of a plan even before he finished talking.

"Well it's not empty, it has a secret compartment." The mans eyes looked intrigued.

"Show me."

"Nah, I don't feel like it." She said without any care in her voice. He stuck his arm all the way down both of the pockets, patting down the sides for anything secretive. When he couldn't find it Scarlet took a deep breath and put her acting skills to the test.

"Fine, let me show you, but you have to take the cuffs off." The man followed her orders, taking the cuffs off and thrusting the belt into her hands. She reached into the pocket which held the blaster out. She pulled it out quickly and shot the officer. He immediately fell to the ground, his body making a thump.

Faster than she thought, a group of officers entered the room, all pointing her guns at her. She was too fast for them. Every man was shot down before they could put their fingers on the trigger. She picked the money off of the table and exited through the door that the officers had opened.

"Thanks for opening the door boys." She laughed as she looked down at their sleeping bodies.

She held the gun in front of her as she went down the halls, looking for an exit. She could sense it was close by. She rounded the corner and shot an officer. As she fell to the ground, the door as revealed. She exited it, but didn't know where to go. Still in a fast thinking mode, she hopped into the closest police car and punched in the name of the grocery store into the GPS.

Scarlet wasn't worried about stealing hundreds of dollars, or stunning every officer in Arizona, she was nervous about driving the police car. She had only driven once, and she had almost made to innocent kids loose their dessert. She started the car while taking a deep breath, then drove off glad she was staying on the right side of the road.

She parked in the corner of the grocery store not to create any attention to her, then ran into the store. The store was massive and she didn't know how to find them, or if they were even still here. She turned the corner and went to the flower station to talk to the old woman who was still there.

"Umm, excuse me, I'm looking for that man that was talking to you earlier, the floppy haired one?"

"Oh yes." She said grimly as she remembered. "I saw him and a young lady over there in the corner while I was taking a break. I would go get them, they've been here hours." Scarlet looked at her VM, she had been gone for 3 hours.

"Crap." She said under her breath as she ran down the aisle to find her friends. She found them hiding behind their cart, in the corner next to the meat shaking and mumbling to themselves.

"What are you two doing?" She asked. When they heard her voice, they jumped up and gave her a hug.

"Where have you been?" Clara asked, not sure to be relieved or angry.

"I got the money, how were we going to pay without money?"

"It took you three hours to stop at an ATM and grab a couple pounds?" The Doctor questioned.

"Well, dollars and I came into a little trouble but I've got it so we can leave now." Scarlet looked at the cart. All of the frozen foods Clara had picked out were now melted. "You might want to exchange those." Clara looked angry.

"No, YOU can do it, since it's your fault they melted."

Soon Scarlet was finished and they bought the food, having just enough money to keep them full for a couple weeks. Thankfully, upon entering the TARDIS, the old girl unbagged and put everything away from them. Everyone pulled out some food and started eating.

"Would anyone like some custard?" The Doctor asked, waiving his cup in the air before he took a spoonful.

"Doctor, that is not custard." Scarlet giggled.

"What do you mean its not custard? It looks like it."

"You can't find custard that easily in America." She go up and looked at the container.

"Yup, vanilla pudding." She said, showing him the label.

"Pudding! No, I need custard!" The Doctor whined.

"Why don't you try it, you might like it." Clara said.

"Oh alright." He took a small spoonful and slowly brought it into his mouth. After he swallowed, he made multiple disgusted faces, ran to the sink and spit out whatever remained in his mouth.

"Pudding is horrid." Clara and Scarlet bursted out laughing.