A/N: Here, have two chapters.

Chapter 16 – Dude, Take My Ride!

"Oh God."

It was then Rose Tyler found what she was looking for.

It seemed all she could do was cry as she ran over to him and stared in shock at what the government bastards had done to him, her tears being tears of joy, relief, fear and anger.

He was shaking violently as if he was freezing cold, with tubes feeding directly into his skin pumped full of god only knows what. They'd tied him down onto the slanted metal table like he was some sort of wild animal, with huge thick binding ropes that were done up so tight they were almost melting into his skin.

Rose suddenly found herself flying into a blinding rage, fists flying as she tried to get the ropes off of his unconscious body. She yelled in frustration as they refused to budge, the tears falling thick and fast before Howard's restraining hand caught hold of her right wrist, and she looked up into warm, comforting eyes.

"We'll get him out lassie, I promise you that."

And that was all she needed to hear.

Clang, clang, clang, clang.

Rose instantly froze, paralysed by the sound of approaching footsteps from outside the door. Howard, however, had a better grip on himself, and dragged Rose behind him firmly by the arm, diving behind a covered trolley stacked high with tube of blood samples – the Doctor's blood samples. It was no wonder he was still knocked out, they'd taken half of his blood to run their flipping tests.

On a small tray on the trolley by the tubes however, she could see a nice shiny set of sharp looking scalpels.

They were going to cut him up. They were going to cut the Doctor up into tiny, tiny pieces and run some horrible tests on him.

Rose didn't like the idea of an autopsy on a living person.

The door across the room opened, and Rose instinctively ducked a little lower behind the trolley.

"Rose?" came Jack's voice, and in an instant Rose had leapt up from her and Howard's hiding place, moving to bolt over to the Doctor and get him out. But Howard quickly grabbed her arm steadily, preventing her from going any further.

"Dontcha worry your pretty little head there Rose, I'll get the Doctor, you collect the blood samples."

She nodded, throwing her backpack off her shoulder and onto the table, searching out the Sonic Screwdriver from within it. What was the setting for undoing rope again? 15A.

She twirled to top part around creatively, until it said '15A'. She tossed it underhandedly to Howard, who caught it, slightly confused.

"Press the top button and hold it against the rope, it'll break it," she explained, before quickly turning away towards the waiting trolley of blood samples. She grabbed a few of the tubes in her hand, dropping them into the open backpack. She shoved the last of the blood tubes into her bag, doing up the zip and lugging it back over her shoulder. Turning back around she came face to face with Jack cradling the shaking Doctor in his arms, Howard standing just behind him.

"I'm wiping evidence from a government unit!" Rose realised in delight, gently kissing the Doctor on his bandaged forehead.

"There's a back route to the main road," Jack quickly said, starting over to the door of the room. "Follow me guys."

Jack, Howard and Rose were running like hell. Jack, because he was carrying the unconscious Doctor in his arms and therefore being extra careful, was easily a few paces behind Howard and pregnant Rose and was struggling to keep up.

They slipped quickly through the hole in the fence they'd made on entry, hearing ringing sirens and the inaudible shouts of searching men as the three ran across the open grass to scale the twelve foot concrete wall. This was the difficult part.

Rose spat on her hands in determination as Jack and Howard watched on with a pang of dread, wishing and hoping she wasn't going to fall and break her leg. Never mind the large amounts of police squads and armies that were after them already, Howard would get one hell of a slap from Jackie – and that was ten times worse than being shot five times by the police.

Not to mention the tiny fact Rose was pregnant with a baby that now looked to be at least six months along. Both men weren't exactly experts on pregnancies, but both was pretty damn sure any pregnant woman shouldn't be trying to climb ropes up vertical walls twelve feet high while on the run from the government with an alien that was likely to get her shot.

She gave them a small, reassuring smile as she grabbed the rope, determined with her actions. Her eyes flickered to the man-shaped bundle in Jack's arms for a moment, gaining the inner strength to carry on, and pulled herself up.

The pair of men watched in awe as the pregnant woman ascended the twelve-foot wall in less than five seconds. She really loved the Doctor if she was willing to put her life at risk in order to save him.

As Rose reached the top of the wall she called down to Jack, extending down a hand.

"Gimme the Doctor!" she called, and Jack faintly recalled someone telling him pregnant women shouldn't lift heavy weights…

All the same, he offered the Doctor up to her, whom she received with ease. The wall was barely a foot across and she already felt unsteady enough as it was, even without trying to support the Doctor too - who had started shaking even more.

"C'mon, keep it together…" Rose gripped him tightly in her arms, pushing his head into her shoulder to try and give him some sort of heat from her body. But she didn't really have much more.

A few seconds more, and Howard arrived at the top of the wall. He clambered beside her, looking up to the sight of her holding the shaking Doctor. He immediately whipped off his own coat and put it around the Doctor's shoulders, Rose smiling gratefully at him as she held onto the Doctor tighter, holding the coat around him. She looked down to Jack, expecting him to be half up the wall. But he wasn't. He was just standing at the bottom of the wall, looking up towards her.

"C'mon Jack!" she yelled down to him, but to her utter surprise he shook his head.

"I can't Rose."

"What?" she gasped, shocked. "Stop playin' around! We 'aven't got the time!"

"No, Rose," Jack repeated, and Rose was suddenly aware of the wall of guards running towards them about thirty metres away, their guns held high. "You go without me."

"But…but…" Rose stuttered, on the edge of tears again. "It's not fair! I've only just found ya!"

Jack gave a small smile, throwing his hand into his coat pocket. Rose saw a glint of silver clutched in his hand when he brought it out, and he threw it up to Howard, who just about caught it.

"Here, take my ride," he called up. "Get outta here. I'll be fine, don't worry 'bout me."

Rose just stared at him, only vaguely aware of the Doctor being taken out of her arms by Howard.

"Rose, ge' down," Howard said, and Rose automatically did so, her eyes not moving off of Jack.

"Bye Jack," she called one last time, before wordlessly demising down the other side of the wall to the street. Howard held the Doctor out down to her, whom she received and laid gently on the ground. Soon Howard was standing next to her, holding out Jack's keys and pressing the unlock button. A small flash of light signified their transport, and as Rose saw it she began to giggle.

Jet black motorbike. Wow. What a goddamn sexy way to finish a rescue mission.