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I own Sam, Draconus, Dresden, the Hoppers, and Rio.

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Chapter 4

"How did you do that? And who the hell are you talking to?" Captain Jack demanded, shaken.

"Which question do you want me to answer first?" I asked, sheathing my sword.

"Either. Both. I don't know. Just answer!" Captain Jack stammered, completely out of character.

""I don't know how I did it, and I'm talking to Draconus. Can't you see him?" I asked, noticing his blank stare at the mention of the dragon.

No one can see me or hear me but you, Draconus informed. Unless you want them to, of course.

"Well, that explains it. How do I make it so they can?" I asked. Captain Jack's satratled yell answered my question.

"Where the hell did you come from?" he demanded, aiming his weapon at the small dragon.

I wouldn't advise doing that, if I were you, Captain Jack Harkness, Draconus advised, cocking his head at him.

"Right. Sorry. Force of habit," Captain Jack said, chuckling nervously and holstering his weapon.

"He's been here the whole time," I informed him, holding out my arm for the dragon to land on. "You just couldn't see him."

"Right. Well that explains the energy. So. You're a dragon, then," Captain Jack said.

He's not very bright is he? Draconus asked, directing his attention to me.

"Not right now, at least. Can't blame him though. You are pretty unbelievable," I remarked, tucking my hands in my pockets.

That's true.

"Yes."

Indeed.

"Absolutely."

"Are you quite finished?" Captain Jack snapped, irritated.

"Sorry," we said in unison.

"Shall we get going? I'm eager to meet this Doctor of yours," I said, gesturing for him to lead the way.

"Why is that?" Captain Jack asked suspiciously, hesitating.

"I really like doctors?" I supplied, feigning innocence.

"Uh huh. If you try anything-" Captain Jack started, defensive.

"I'll be a good boy, I swear," I said, raising my hands in mock surrender. "My intentions are purely professional."

Still skeptical, Captain Jack led the way out of the alley, while I followed close behind.

For now.