A/N: Hey people, new chapter at last. So sorry for the delay, I got to Uni and my computer decided that it didn't want to connect to the net, finally I managed to get the thing sorted. Anyways, here it is I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I wish I did but sadly no.

Much of the next day was spent discussing, and sometimes arguing as the companions and Bria tried to think of ways to destroy the Correllix. So far, all they had managed to agree on was a time, a decision helped by another book which stated that the ritual mentioned in the other book, which would start at midnight, was the best time to attack.

They had been sitting in silence for a while, each thinking of various ideas. Finally Bria sat forward. "How about we let them start the ritual, then attack them." The others looked at her.

"How can we let them do that?" Rose asked.

"Hang on a sec." The Doctor interjected. "They won't start the ritual until…"

"Until they have me." Bria finished.

Jack started to shake his head. "That is way too dangerous; you could be seriously hurt or killed."

"But I might also survive."

"It's the 'might' I have a problem with."

"Have you got any better ideas?" Jack shook his head. "Well neither have I. If they start the ritual then we can attack, but it only works if they have me."

"She does have a point." The Doctor sat forward in his chair.

"Doctor are you insane?" Jack started to interrupt, but the Doctor waved a hand to silence him, and continued.

"I'm not overly happy with it either, but since even my brilliant brain hasn't come up with anything better, then we don't have much choice."

"So when would we attack? We don't know how long this ritual is, only when it starts, and we have no idea exactly when they would kill you." Jack pointed out.

"You would have to be in position when it starts, then attack." Bria replied.

"And what would I do?" Rose asked. "I'm not exactly a prize fighter."

"I have long range weapons that are easy to use."

The Doctor grinned quickly and rested his elbows on his knees. "Let's get planning then."

A while later, Bria sat back on the sofa. "There, all done."

"Perfect." The Doctor grinned.

"It's a fairly good method, but I'm still not happy about this." Jack looked troubled.

"There's no other way of doing this, now if you'll excuse me; I have a couple of things to do." With a last look at Jack who had sunk into silence, Bria rose from the sofa and walked out of the room.

Rose sat quietly, as she had throughout the exchanges between Jack, the Doctor and Bria. She thought about various things, the plan for the next day, the Doctor's ready agreement to it and Jack's worrying attitude towards it. The plan would work, she was sure of it. The Doctor was probably agreeing with Bria's idea of giving herself up through fear of another mental slap. Those thoughts she could figure out, but the one that bugged her was Jack. He was worrying far too much for someone who normally went in head first, guns blazing and laughing while he did it.

Rose pushed the thoughts aside and leaned over the Doctor's shoulder to look at the magazine he was leafing through.

Neither of them looked up until Jack suddenly stood and walked out of the room without a word. Rose went to follow him, but the Doctor stopped her. "Leave him."

"But…" Rose tried to protest but the Doctor shook his head.

"He needs to be left alone for a bit."

Jack wandered the empty back corridors of the warehouse, he didn't have a conscious destination in mind, but some part of him was aware of the general direction he was heading in.

Bria sat on her bed, long legs folded under her as she placed the last pieces of paper back into the wooden box. She looked again at the page she had torn from the book in the TARDIS, it was the same as ever, holding the information she had kept from the others, the information she needed to keep her promise. Sighing, she placed the page into the box and closed it before reaching down to slide the box back under the bed.

Bria walked through the front passages of the warehouse towards the sofa room.

The Doctor and Rose looked up as Bria entered. "Hi, sorry about taking off earlier, there was something I had to do." Bria looked around the room. "Where's Jack?"

"Dunno." The Doctor replied. "He disappeared a while back."

"He was in a weird mood." Rose added.

"I'll go see if I can find him. Anyway, I came to say goodnight. So goodnight."

"Night." Came both replies.

When Bria had gone, Rose turned to the Doctor. "Oh they definitely like each other."

Jack saw a room and entered it, vaguely noticing both the absence of a door and that it was next to Bria's room. It was an old storage room, various boxes lay scattered on the floor. Moonlight and the vague glow of the street lamps filtered through the single window. Jack crossed to the window and leaned his head against it, heedless of the bump his head made as it hit the window. He stood there, feeling the cold glass against his forehead, and let his thoughts wash over him.

Bria's sharp hearing caught the sound of Jack's head hitting the glass and she headed towards the sound.

Jack was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't hear Bria until she stood on a squeaky floorboard. Startled, he spun around to face her. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to find you."

"What if I didn't want to be found?"

Bria walked to the window and leaned back against it before answering. "Then you would have gone to a different part of the warehouse that isn't right next to my bedroom."

A ghost of a smile flicked across Jack's features as he turned back to the window. "Fair point."

They stood in silence for a while before Bria spoke. "What's wrong, Jack?"

"You haven't guessed?"

"I have a rough idea, but I want to hear it from you." Jack spun away from the window, and for a moment, Bria wondered if she had done the right thing by pressing him for an answer.

"You wanna' hear it? Fine, I'm worried about you. This plan may have satisfied the Doctor, but to me it's just one huge risk by you. It's almost suicide."

"I've taken risks before."

"Yeah maybe. But this? This is just foolish." Jack realized he may have gone too far when Bria stepped towards him, her dark eyes blazing.

"Well I'm sorry if this plan isn't to your liking, but it's the best any of us could come up with all day. If you have a better idea then I'm all ears, but if not then don't try and stop me. This is something I have to do." She turned to face the window leaning her head on her arm against it.

Jack approached her slowly, curious as to the meaning of her last words. "Why do you have to? What is so important that you have to risk your life like this?"

Bria sighed and closed her eyes. "I made a promise. That's why, I swore that I would destroy these things; and that's what I intend to do."

"I'm sorry, Bria. I didn't mean to blow up on you like that; I guess I've just been feeling a little messed up lately."

"About what?" Bria had turned to face him.

Jack sighed before answering. "About you." He didn't notice Bria close her eyes; it wasn't an answer she had been expecting. Well Rose had warned her.

Jack shuffled his feet, jolting Bria from her thoughts and making her realize he was waiting for some kind of response. Ah well, she mused, no point in denying or wasting what life sent your way.

Jack began to turn away when Bria called out to him. "Jack, wait." Slowly he turned back to face her, hoping against hope that she was going to give him the response he wanted. Bria looked troubled, as though the right words for what she wanted to say were nowhere to be found. "Jack, I…oh what the heck." Apparently giving up on words she crossed the room and kissed him. Initially Jack was shocked, then, realising this was what he wanted, returned the kiss.

The Doctor shifted, jolting Rose out of the half sleep she was in. Bleary eyed, she looked up at him questioningly. "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you."

"I wasn't properly asleep. What's wrong?"

"I was wondering if Bria's found Jack yet."

"If she hasn't yet she will soon. They won't be back tonight anyway."

"Eh?"

"Oh come on, it's obvious, even you must of noticed."

"I noticed something, but I didn't think it'd gone that far." He grinned at her. "Still, at least we can have a quiet night with out Jack's sleep talking." Rose grinned back and snuggled back against the Doctor's chest.

A/N: Well there you have it. As always pretty please review as only the coolest people do.