When The Doctor Needs A Doctor
A/N: Thank you so much Miniola, AngelsWings5, forestwife, Shrink To Be and Aqua Mage for the review's. I never thought that so many people would like this story, just over one night it had 116 hits and 4 reviews, best I've ever had, so thanks very much.
I'm sorry that I haven't updated! I promise that I won't leave it like this again.
Chapter 1: Hi and Bye, what to do?
Jack squinted his eyes against the sun, looking up at a tall apartment building that Rose had given him directions to. He glanced around him one last time and headed inside. As he reached the correct door he hesitated outside - what should he say to them? What could he say? Jack breathed in a deep breath and raised his hand to knock, but just before his fist reached the door it swung open. Jack quickly brought down his hand before it knocked against the woman in the doorway. "Who are you?" She asked suspiciously, eyeing Jack up and down.
Opening his mouth to reply, he caught sight of a younger blonde and closed it, words dissolving in his mouth. He watched silently as Rose walked over. "Oh, Jack, you're here. Mum this is Jack; he's keeping an eye on The Doctor."
"Didn't image that you'd be so… Handsome." Jackie winked towards Jack, who smiled back awkwardly. "Come on in, make yourself at home."
"Thank you," Jack said, stepping in. They walked into the living room and sat down.
"Well, hello again," Rose smiled.
"Hello," Jack said with a small grin, holding up a hand in greeting.
"Hello… Maybe this is a thing for us, we have to say that three times before we can start a conversation."
Jack laughed; it sure seemed like it.
"Would you like a drink?" Jackie asked Jack, pointing towards the kitchen.
"No, thank you." He then looked around him. "So, where's The Doctor?"
"This way." Rose said quietly, looking nervous. She led Jack down the small hall and into the spare bedroom where The Doctor was laid on a bed, asleep.
Jack stirred at him dumbly "…he looks er, different."
Rose paused, wondering what he meant, then remembered that the last time Jack had seen him was before he regenerated. "After that day on Satellite Five he died, then regenerated to how he is now."
"What happened?"
"Well, after The Doctor sent me home, I managed to find a way back, using the heart of the TARDIS. I absorbed its powers, got back to the ship, killed the Daleks, brought you back and th-"
"What?" Jack interrupted, snapping his head round from The Doctor to Rose. "You brought me back, I thought it was The Doctor!"
"Nope - it was me. Of course at the time I hadn't realised. But The Doctor was going through some files on Torchwood, and there you were, plain as day, Captain Jack Harkness."
Jack wasn't sure what to say. He understood what they had done, but he could never fully forgive them for it. After a few seconds he decided to just let it go for now, and discuss it later with The Doctor.
"Rose." Jackie called from the hall. "Its time to get going, Mickey is hear to give us a lift to the airport."
Rose diverted her gaze from Jack to the door. "Comin' mum." She then turned back to Jack. "Here," She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket. "Ring this number if you need me for anything."
She went to leave the room, however before she stepped out she stopped, but didn't turn around. "I'm sorry Jack." She whispered, and she meant it. With that, she walked out.
After the front door was shut and both the Tyler's were gone, Jack sat down on the edge of the bed and watched The Doctor sleeping, waiting for him to wake up.
It took about half an hour until The Doctor woke, and Jack was still sat on the edge of the bed, waiting patiently for him to fully get rid of the sleep. As The Doctor's eyes came into focus, they rested on Jack, surprise written across them. "Jack Harkness?" He asked in disbelief.
"Hello Doctor," Jack greeted, not letting any emotion show.
"What are you doing here? ...Not that I'm not glad to see you."
"Looking after you apparently."
"Why, where's Rose?" The Doctor then looked around the room. "Wait, where am I?"
Jack's eyebrow's rose up. "You don't know what going on?"
"Should I?" The Doctor sat up in the bed. "The last thing I remember is trying to tell the Devinea Leader about flossing."
Jack looked at The Doctor strangely. "You were teaching an alien race how to floss?" He said in disbelief, then shuck his head with a chuckle. "New face, same Doctor."
"So, where is Rose?"
"On holiday."
"What! She left me to, to, sunbathe, while I'm ill?"
"That's what I said."
The Doctor huffed, crossing his arms. "Well, that show's how much I'm appreciated… Still, at least you wanted to stay with me."
"What, oh no, I'd much rather be at home." Jack replied.
The Doctor looked at him for a few seconds, huffed again and glared at him. "Is that because of the whole Satellite Five thing?"
"How'd you guess?" Jack said dryly.
"Well," The Doctor started, cocked his head to the side and was raising a finger at each reason. "You don't seem as nice as you used to, you've had a creased brow since we've been talking, your voice sounds colder, you're not flirting with me, your-"
"Doctor! Shut up."
"Uh?" He lowered his fingers and looked at Jack, a seemingly confused expression on his face.
"You're rambling on again." Jack was shocked at how much he actually missed that, how much he missed being in The Doctor's company. Sure, back at Torchwood he missed him and Rose, but he never realised just how much until now. "Well, now that you're up, what do you want to do?"
"Oh, we could go back to the Devinea and bring some floss along this time." The Doctor spoke up excitedly, checking his pockets for his Sonic Screwdriver.
Jack rolled his eyes. "We're staying on Earth. And do you really want to go back to a race that's made you ill? Wait, dumb question, of course you do."
"Why do we have to stay on Earth?" The Doctor sulked, pouting and ignoring the rest of what Jack said.
"Because," Jack said, as though talking to a little five year old "you're still ill, and it could get worse. Now isn't the time to be getting chased by aliens or saving some random world from destruction."
The Doctor sighed. He looked around the room, thinking. "This is Rose's flat isn't it?" Jack nodded. "Well, we could always annoy Ricky."
"It's Mickey," Jack said automatically.
"Same thing," The Doctor shrugged. "Or, a better idea, there must be loads of aliens wondering around somewhere round here!"
"Nope," was all Jack said. The Doctor's face fell.
"No aliens? How about anything strange or not quite right? Or funny looking people walking round? Or funny looking animals? Like… a Giraffe in a cap drinking sprite and playing cards!"
"Er, no." Jack replied blankly, wondering were The Doctor got all of his strange thoughts and ideas from.
"Chlivery?"
"What?"
"A race from the planet Cha." The Doctor then frowned. "They have a strange obsession with cheese for some reason."
"Well, we're not doing anything like that," Jack told him in a stern voice. "We're doing something completely twenty-first century human only."
"Fine, fine." The Doctor muttered, followed by grumbling under his breath.
"So, what will it be? We could stay here or go out."
"Hmm, twenty-first century human … We could, nah, to boring … How about, nope never mind, we'd end up being attacked by ducks …"
'Ducks?' Jack thought, wondering just what's going through the Time Lord's head.
"Or, we could rob a bank!"
"Let me be more specific; something legal and that won't end with us dead, in danger, with anything un-Earthy or hurt."
"But if we rob a bank, it may break the illegal thing, but the rest would be okay. Besides, rules are meant to be broken," The Doctor tried to reason.
"Yes, but then we'll end up in jail." Jack argued.
"It could be alright… Well, I guess, I've never been to a jail on Earth before… No, wait, 1634, never mind."
"Were not robbing a bank and that's final!" Jack said firmly.
"Come on, we'd put all the money back, it'd just be for fun."
"Why are you even suggesting such things?! We. Are. Not. Robbing. A. Bank! And that's final!" He used a demanding tone, putting an end to the conversation.
"Fine!" The Doctor shouted back. "What do you want to do?"
Jack looked at him for a few seconds, and then grinned.
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- A/N: Hey, thanks for reading. The two alien races I made up, as I did the planet. I realise that the Doctor wouldn't rob a bank (well, maybe he would for fun, and give it back of course after) but I think that it'd be funny to see.
Question, do you want this to be a Doctor/Jack fic, or just keep them as friends? (Jack will still be flirting with him of course, as always, if they just remain friends)
I know that the Doctor isn't really Doctory, but he will be once he gets out around new people and places, so don't worry about that. He'll also be less whiney!