Hey all, sorry it's been so long since last updated this...the Spin Off has been a bit more tempting to write recently than the main show...well fic...anyway, cos the lovely Blonde Dr.Who-Guru With Brains reminded me I hadn't updated this in a while, figured it was high time I did ;) So without further adieu...well except to remind you that Jack had just suggested a beach planet holiday...

A few hours later the Doctor and Jack were running full tilt towards the TARDIS, ducking and diving as they made their way over one huge sand dune to the next.

"Doc this isn't exactly what I had in mind for my holiday," Jack yelled as he dove over another dune, rolling down the other side.

The Doctor was already beginning his ascent up the next dune as he replied. "Not my fault. You're the one who specified beautiful men and women on a beach planet," he yelled back over his shoulder.

Jack grunted at the exertion of running up yet another dune. "Didn't think I had to specify that I didn't want them to want to kill me!" he snapped back.

The Doctor skidded to a halt at the top of the next dune. "Oh bollocks!" he yelled in frustration.

Following his gaze, Jack's face dropped as he saw aliens swarming round the TARDIS. Turning around he saw the aliens that were chasing them weren't far behind either, causing his frown to deepen. As he looked back at the TARDIS a small smile peaked through as the TARDIS did something that sent those closest to her flying.

The Doctor winced though, knowing they must have done some damage to her to get quite that violent a reaction. "Right, nothing for it, weapons at the ready," he said looking at Jack nodding as he saw the man draw his pistol.

Jack on the other hand stifled a laugh as the Doctor held his Sonic Screwdriver up to his chest as though it were a pistol. "Nice," he said, ruining his serious tone as a smile broke across his face.

"Shut it," the Doctor warned before turning back to the TARDIS. "Ready?"

"I was born ready," Jack replied with a smirk.

The Doctor just groaned. "Don't get too cocky now Ja---"

"CHARGE!" Jack yelled, running forward, cutting off the Doctor's last words.

The Doctor groaned again but ran after him. It seemed almost impossible but this course of action took the aliens so much by surprise that they actually all froze long enough for Jack and him to get into the TARDIS. Once the door was safely closed behind them, they both visibly relaxed, though the Doctor still jogged up to the controls, pulling leavers and pushing buttons.

"Didn't realise I was having such an affect on you Doc," Jack teased as he threw his own jacket over one of the beams and headed towards his seat.

"How so?" the Doctor asked, not taking his eyes off the controls.

Jack smiled. "I've never heard you swear before."

"I don't swear," the Doctor replied, looking shocked at the very idea of it.

Jack raised a brow. "Last time I checked 'bollocks' was swearing."

"I've never said...that word!"

"You did! Back on the sand dune," Jack protested.

"I did not!"

"Did so!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"Did...look I probably said 'Oh bother' and you misheard me," the Doctor replied, realising the 'Did not/Did so' argument wasn't getting them anywhere.

"You did NOT so 'Oh bother'!" Jack protested over the familiar hum of the TARDIS as they once again connected into the vortex. Jack's teasing ended abruptly as he saw the look on the Doctor's face. "What is it?" he asked, jumping up and making his way over.

"There's something wrong with---" his words were cut off by a huge cracking noise as the TARDIS suddenly began flinging from side to side, before spinning over itself, sending the two men flying.

"What's going on?" Jack yelled as he grabbed one of the railings, trying to hold himself steady as the TARDIS continued to jerk around.

"They've done something to her," the Doctor yelled back, frantically racing around the panels, holding on by his fingertips as the TARDIS leapt one way then the other. "Saving to backup battery? What backup battery? And why---"

His words were cut off as suddenly the glow went out signalling they'd been disconnected from the vortex and the beam fell silent, causing the creaking and banging of the rest of the ship to sound even louder than before.

"Oh no, not now," the Doctor yelled, racing around to the maintenance hatch. He'd just reached it when, for the first time through out his entire journey in the TARDIS, she had a true crash landing, not simply banging against buildings and skidding to a halt, but nothing holding her back crash.

The initial impact sent the Doctor flying through the air as she rose once more, bouncing a few more times before coming to her final resting place. The Doctor's final landing was made only slightly softer by landing in some of the TARDIS' more organic parts, though still getting a large gash in his side.

As he hung upside down, he saw Jack falling through the air. "No!" he cried as he watched his friend fall to the ground, his arms unable to stop the force with which his body moved as his head collided with the floor and the crunching noise that came from his neck caused the Doctor's hearts to ache, the effects unmistakable as his body slumped to the floor like a rag doll.

It didn't matter that it was obvious what had happened, or that given a few minutes Jack would give a huge gasp for air and be as though it had never happened, save possibly having an extremely large headache. The Doctor still ran over to him, lifted him up as though he were well and truly dead, and felt the pang of loss.

Finally lifting his head, eyes shimmering, he saw something he thought he would never see again. Pete Tyler smiled over at him, one hand in thumbs up position, through the open door of the TARDIS! Admittedly the sign was a lot worse for wear than the last time he'd seen it, the screen flickered and graffiti had been sprayed over parts, but it was definitely the same sign.

Laying Jack down, the Doctor stood, wincing at the pain in his side. Scrambling through the lopsided doorway, he looked around the area, happy to find it quite deserted. Going back to the TARDIS, he tipped the forlorn looking box back so it was standing as it should and went back in to look at the monitors, thankful that she'd somehow known to store backup battery for this. What the monitors showed him however, was something he hadn't expected at all!

He didn't know how it had happened. Couldn't even fathom the smallest conceivable idea with any shred of a possibility of how it might have had a 100 trillion to one chance of occurring. But it had. And for the first time in a very long time, in a very very long time, he was speechless.

"Doctor what is it?"

Martha's voice dragged him out of his thoughts, though all he could manage was to look between the monitor to her and back again.

"Doctor," she said more persistently. She'd been in her room packing her things while the boys went out to the beach when the TARDIS had started moving. She hadn't thought much of it until it suddenly started thrashing around, throwing her everywhere. She'd only just managed to make her way through the rubble that had once been her tidy room and to the control room only to find the Doctor frowning at one of the monitors and she couldn't help but worry, his lack of words doing nothing to ease her. "What's wrong? Why's the TARDIS making that noise?"

"Noise?" The word came out in complete disbelief without him having to think about it, for if he had it surely wouldn't have made it out. "That's not noise," he continued, glad that his mind was finally ticking over again, or at least enough to talk. He gave a small smile as the TARDIS gave a series of indignant beeps towards Martha before continuing her song. "She's singing," the Doctor told a confused looking Martha, while trying to figure out how she could look confused, left out and annoyed about something she clearly had no idea about. Turning his focus away from her once more, he rested a hand on one of the consoles, stroking it slightly as he looked back at the monitor. "Can it be?" he asked.

As if in answer to the question, the TARDIS sang louder. It was truly beautiful, the most magnificent of all the songs she would sing and he hadn't heard her sing it in such a very, very long time. "Come on," he yelled, grabbing Martha's hand without even thinking as he raced for the door.

Martha stared at their joined hands, feeling sparks pumping like electricity through her body from his touch. Was this it? Was she finally getting through to him? Had she packed her bags prematurely? Unfortunately these instantaneous thoughts weren't given time to contemplate the complete implications of such a romantic gesture on his part as she would have liked before she was being dragged along at breakneck speeds after him.

They'd just burst through the door when a gasping sound could be heard from behind the consoles.

"Bollocks," the Doctor growled, dropping Martha's hand as quickly as he'd grabbed it as he raced back inside, grabbing Jack's and dragging the only just reborn man up and out the TARDIS.

"What's going on?" Jack gasped, still trying to clear his mind from his latest death.

"No time, come on!" the Doctor yelled as he ran ahead of the pair.

Martha tried to catch Jack's eye, but he had already taken off after the Doctor.

They didn't stop running until they reached an impressive looking mansion, the Doctor banging on the door with his fist before pausing to catch his breath back.

"Fancy," Jack mumbled, looking around the large garden he'd just charged through, shaking his head slightly at Martha who'd only just reached the gate.

The woman that answered the door looked distinctly like Mrs Potts from Beauty and the Beast, tutting as she looked the pair of them over. "Oh she is not going to be happy that you're running this late," she said, causing both to frown. "No time to get changed, you'll just have to go as you are. I'll get Harold to give you a lift, just go wait by the car," she continued in an almost scolding tone before shutting the door.

"Umm where exactly are we Doc?" Jack asked as they made their way around the house to find a very overbearing black car.

"Pete's World," the Doctor replied, looking back at the front door, confusion still evident on his face.

Jack raised a brow. "And where might that be?"

Shaking his head, he turned back to face Jack. "Sorry, its Earth…well the other Earth, the Earth in Pete's world," he answered as though that explained everything.

Fortunately Jack had travelled with the Doctor long enough to decipher his gibberish. "I'm guessing the parallel?" he asked, the expression on the Doctor's face confirming it.

Martha caught up with them then, very grateful to see the car having been wondering how to tell them she would be better off waiting in the TARDIS.

An elderly gentleman came around from the back of the house, shaking his head with an amused smile as he looked at the group. "Oh she's not going to be happy with you," he said teasingly, nudging Jack, who was closest, in the ribs on his way past.

Jack opened the door for Martha so Harold was in the car when he turned to the Doctor. "Do you get the feeling we're expected?" he asked, raising a brow.

The Doctor nodded as he climbed in. Despite there being a partition between them and Harold, the Doctor shook his head just a little at the pair to indicate they shouldn't talk in the car.

His hunch was proven a moment later as Harold's voice came across the speaker. "Rose said you should've been back in time to get her out of the wedding. Either her doubting it was right or you're cutting it closer than you normally do," he told them before laughing.

The Doctor's eyes went wide as he met Jack's gaze. She was getting married? "Any chance you could go a bit faster?" he asked, desperation only just hidden from his voice.

Harold laughed once again. "Don't want to face the Tyler fury huh?" he asked, but complied.

"We've got to stop it," the Doctor mumbled so softly that his companions could barely hear him.

Jack nodded, his jaw set, while Martha just sighed.

Harold barely had a chance to announce their arrival before the two men were out and running. He just shook his head as he gave a small smile to Martha. "Go on love, your cousin won't be pleased you're running late either."

Martha frowned at the comment, but headed in after them all the same.

The two men burst through the inner doors, charging down the aisle. Jack couldn't help but grin as the only words he heard the minister say were, "Speak now or…oh my!"

"Stop the wedding!!" the Doctor yelled, somewhat put off by how long the aisle was. And then there she was. She turned to face him, even more beautiful than he remembered, and he found he could no longer yell for one of his hearts had gotten caught in his throat.

"Doctor?" she gasped when he was only a few feet away.

The Doctor gave a huge grin, though was a bit put out as the man who'd stepped up beside Rose did the same. Why would the groom be smiling at the man who was trying to stop his wedding? "You can't do it Rose!" he told her firmly.

"Umm Doctor," she began, but he quickly cut her off.

"No, I don't care what sort of promises you've made to him, you just can't marry him!" he told her, eyeing the groom once more.

Martha came jogging down the aisle then. "Doctor I think---"

"Not now Martha," he told her, before turning back to Rose. "You just can't---"

"It's not my wedding," she cut him off firmly, amusement clear on her face as she raised a brow at him.

"It's mine," Martha spoke from behind him.

The Doctor's mouth opened and closed a few times as he tried to register this, but he just couldn't seem to form a single word.

"Mind if we get back to it then?" Mickey, who was standing behind the man the Doctor had assumed was the groom, asked, forcing himself not to laugh at the comical look on the Doctor's face.

"Umm yes, go right ahead…sorry," he told them before looking around. "Umm where should we---"

"You can sit over here so I can keep an eye on you," Jackie said loudly.

The Doctor turned to find her sitting next to Pete in the front row. "Jackie!" he beamed, trying desperately to get past his embarrassment. "And Pete too! Fancy seeing you here!" he said, cocking his head slightly as he made his way over. "Martha, Jack, sit down already, you're holding up a wedding!" he told the pair who were still standing, causing them both to roll their eyes as they joined him.

"But is this the future or the past Doctor?" Martha asked him as soon as the priest continued.

"I thought it was the present," Jack replied from his other side.

The Doctor grinned innocently as Jackie shushed the pair, his eyes never leaving Rose.

Confused yet? It'll start making sense again soon...well in a couple chapters max!! (hopes those reading that haven't read Wooden Heart recently...) Anyways, please let me know what you think. Reviews are better than chocolate!! And that's coming from a chocoholic!!!